<?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-10275078</id><updated>2011-05-06T16:26:17.155+09:30</updated><title type='text'>its my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>510</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-9145126878918229088</id><published>2008-02-17T22:13:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:17:24.015+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will be leaving for SYDNEY in three days timeee (WEDNESDAY!) &lt;div&gt;omg i have so much to do with so little time. I cant believe we're leaving already; three months of just bumming around has gone so fast, and truly i have mastered the skill of just 'doing-nothing'. it's gona be a very bitter-sweet departure. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been the best summer holiday anyone could ask for (:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/10275078-9145126878918229088?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/9145126878918229088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=9145126878918229088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/9145126878918229088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/9145126878918229088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-will-be-leaving-for-sydney-in-three.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4431676759514139501</id><published>2008-02-05T03:01:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-02-05T03:03:23.993+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I just got my wish. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;besides that, I got to spend a really awesome time with my BFFL today. things couldnt be any better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love. &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/10275078-4431676759514139501?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4431676759514139501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4431676759514139501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4431676759514139501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4431676759514139501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-just-got-my-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-8690346886257807397</id><published>2008-02-04T00:49:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:16.780+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, I dont know what to do to like contain my smile. I find myself smiling/ grinning at the weirdest smallest moments in the day and i cant help it. HAHAH &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I think it's time to put this infatuation to a stop because it's becoming much more to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;but i cant seem to stop beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SMILE SMILE SMILE SMILE SMILE&gt; i feel like a small kid in a candy shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is really random but talking about smiling, it's really a wonder how my whole family can ever smile again like this'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R6XUR6Kr9wI/AAAAAAAABYc/4Fj5UOIsQJI/s320/my+silly+parents.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162765951987087106" /&gt;( my parents were on my paper pashing aways as well. goodness!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been about three years since ah ku died and to be able to smile again as a hhhuuuugggeee family is really something. it must take alot for celine and auntie doreen to even break a grin, and yet we all do so; as a family. We just had our chinese reunion dinner at my three-ee's place last night! (: steamboat, durian, korean bbq.. omg, it was a major pigging out feast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my biggest fear: FOOODDD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to keep to my words: become anorexic! ): but it's been a really BIG failure so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mum loves chinese new year because of all the old traditions, so i love chinese new year too. (: &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/10275078-8690346886257807397?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8690346886257807397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=8690346886257807397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8690346886257807397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8690346886257807397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/02/omg-i-dont-know-what-to-do-to-like.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R6XUR6Kr9wI/AAAAAAAABYc/4Fj5UOIsQJI/s72-c/my+silly+parents.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7225652123661356122</id><published>2008-02-02T15:12:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-02-02T15:30:43.906+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some times when I read blogs about their 'broken hearts' and all their emo-ness, I pause and think how lucky i am that i'm not going through it. Talk about sourness? I dont think what i feel is sourness but actually relieve. Well yes I do like someone in my life now, but it's not something that I wana go through pain with. I mean, I'm going to sydney and he's... I've always thought that long-distant relationships dont work; but deep down with him, I wana try. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daddy is so cute. He's worried that I would remain single for the rest of my life because I'm not dating now. HAHAH! daddy dont worry, it's just that i dont see the point in going into a relationship now and then having to go through the pain and missing of each other when you're overseas already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I want to have a boyfriend, I mean who doesnt. To feel loved, to be taken care of, to be treated like a princess. But at the same time, I want the next one to be one that I see a future with and not just the present. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay enough with my rambling. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese New Year is coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And this year we can celebrate. (: &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/10275078-7225652123661356122?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7225652123661356122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7225652123661356122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7225652123661356122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7225652123661356122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-times-when-i-read-blogs-about.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-6045722296304018767</id><published>2008-01-30T23:15:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:17.023+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:large;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ah, the silly innocent childish love that we all miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 12 year old brother is at the stage where girls are into him, and he's into girls. (thank God) and i must say it's mighty cute. I dont know if I'm the best sister to give relationship advice, since i always screw up my own relationships, but i mean hey, all my younger sisters arnt any better either. HAHAH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing him all like excited when he likes a girl, (he's go pretty good taste) is seriously adorable. Being in an American school also helps i suppose; they start young. I came home from Melbourne and my brother just amazes me time and time again. His cracked low voice,his HEIGHT!, and girls, He does the sweetest things ever. I was gone for not more than four months, and he has already matured so so much. &lt;em&gt;Whoever said that boys can be sweet&lt;/em&gt;, My brother is a fine example. hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh boy, my brother's gona be a heartbreaker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R6B0ZaKr9vI/AAAAAAAABYU/AkEF5CCLLj0/s1600-h/IMG_5689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161253152836286194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R6B0ZaKr9vI/AAAAAAAABYU/AkEF5CCLLj0/s320/IMG_5689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Girls, you better hold onto your heart because this boy is gona take you for a ride. &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/10275078-6045722296304018767?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6045722296304018767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=6045722296304018767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6045722296304018767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6045722296304018767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/01/ah-silly-innocent-childish-love-that-we.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R6B0ZaKr9vI/AAAAAAAABYU/AkEF5CCLLj0/s72-c/IMG_5689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7182505461669101755</id><published>2008-01-30T21:42:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:53:53.115+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello beautiful, tonight it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that's gona make me fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/10275078-7182505461669101755?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7182505461669101755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7182505461669101755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7182505461669101755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7182505461669101755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-beautiful-tonight-its-you-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3201272627041574945</id><published>2008-01-28T12:10:00.001+10:30</published><updated>2008-01-30T14:02:54.656+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday, you could have been the most cheap-thrilled day of my holidays. Okay I admit, I've got the silliest crush on you, because you always know how to make my day better, lighter and always always more beautiful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church, I had one of the longest xtrainers meeting Ever. but it was fun, considering everyone was back together in the same room; even the army boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then I rushed to take my eyesight at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eye werks&lt;/span&gt;, and then i met &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;SARINA&lt;/span&gt; for dinner! (: kat, nana and i went to our old time favourite &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;essential brews&lt;/span&gt; at holland v. ah, it was just so nice catching up and doing what we do best, (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, we took a cab down to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;deb's&lt;/span&gt; birthday party at her house. I must say it was the cherry of the day. i've not seen her in such a long time and yet, it felt just like old times. we've not changed at all, and it was bittersweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past week or so: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This much be my lucky week or so because i've been having a whole string of good luck. (: Won money over poker games, out with my BFFL glenn on his two off days, shisha-ing at Arab street with the melbourne people. It was bliss. Always a new adventure, a new memory formed . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I did my double eye lid surgery on monday. (: HHAHA! it took TONS of courage, but the experience was overall a fun one. So I'm gona start this 'tradition' of doing something absolute absurd every year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2007: got a tatt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2008: got a pair of double eye lids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAHAH! it was a mighty expensive change though. So now i'm stuck at home waiting for the swell to come down. I feel like you know 'extreme make-over' ?? HAHHAH just, not that extreme. I wont say that i DID plastic surgery, because i didnt. it was more of a corrective surgery. due to all the hereditary thing anyway. Long story. &lt;/span&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/10275078-3201272627041574945?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3201272627041574945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3201272627041574945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3201272627041574945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3201272627041574945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/01/sunday-you-could-have-been-most-cheap.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-2005556619347781897</id><published>2008-01-25T22:40:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-01-25T22:43:38.464+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Because baby, you know that I'm holding on to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my chill-out moments at indochine, dancing to the best mix at Play (they have awesome music) with my dearest friends, the slow starts of the day, the i-should-not-exert-myself-at-the-gym-today moments and just the beautiful memories I have made this 2008. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2008's gona be massive, I can feel it. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll update soon! much love. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-2005556619347781897?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2005556619347781897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=2005556619347781897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2005556619347781897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2005556619347781897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/01/because-baby-you-know-that-im-holding.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-689429138100941233</id><published>2008-01-23T23:11:00.001+10:30</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:14:09.885+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have alot on my mind right now. &lt;div&gt;Can people be really happy just the way they are and look? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure deep down, everyone wants something changed about their body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when will it ever be enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-689429138100941233?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/689429138100941233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=689429138100941233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/689429138100941233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/689429138100941233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-alot-on-my-mind-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-8977259157586436427</id><published>2008-01-16T14:32:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:19.932+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TMR IS AN ICON. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my boys. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a wednesday night after work, I had to meet my mum at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;hard rock cafe&lt;/span&gt; for some reporter for this newspaper. hahah! it was rather silly, but had a great dinner with nachos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after dinner I rushed down to the cathay to meet vyan because he was going off to army already. Hmm, I'm gona miss that bugger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42G73CSi0I/AAAAAAAABWc/bJGQYGnTTNI/s320/IMG_6707.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155925511353043778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the same time, juncai and lenord came down to the cathay to meet kat and i . hahah! as usual, cai was high up in the clouds. heh i love char siew bao. then bec and steph came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hanged outside the cathay for a while before going down to zouk. kathi went off to meet her fairfield friends while i tagged along because i along wana see one person. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42HyHCSi5I/AAAAAAAABXE/Fj77ce_IXvs/s320/IMG_6712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155926443360947090" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42G8XCSi1I/AAAAAAAABWk/b0zQEVqc984/s320/IMG_6721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155925519942978386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42HzXCSi9I/AAAAAAAABXk/0ifR9Kqjeuw/s1600-h/IMG_6716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42HzXCSi9I/AAAAAAAABXk/0ifR9Kqjeuw/s320/IMG_6716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155926464835783634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42G83CSi4I/AAAAAAAABW8/k6mfrC-0vv0/s320/IMG_6725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155925528532913026" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i dont know why i cant make the photo vertical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42G8nCSi3I/AAAAAAAABW0/ex-SSsWN3cI/s1600-h/IMG_6723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42G8nCSi3I/AAAAAAAABW0/ex-SSsWN3cI/s320/IMG_6723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155925524237945714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42FnXCSiwI/AAAAAAAABV8/2rVZ5HBOQG0/s320/IMG_6717.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155924059654097666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42FnnCSixI/AAAAAAAABWE/N6OvmN78b7Y/s1600-h/IMG_6718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42FnnCSixI/AAAAAAAABWE/N6OvmN78b7Y/s320/IMG_6718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155924063949064978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42Fn3CSiyI/AAAAAAAABWM/GfoPlSTBSZM/s320/IMG_6719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155924068244032290" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42FoXCSizI/AAAAAAAABWU/1DS5TM-Jd68/s1600-h/IMG_6720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42FoXCSizI/AAAAAAAABWU/1DS5TM-Jd68/s320/IMG_6720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155924076833966898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO at zouk i really didnt want to go in because it was so crowded. bumped into quite a few random  people like ELVIS! hahaha ive not seen him ever since trinity. AND just so happen, kat and her fairfield friends bumped into kevin justin hong and their friends at sahara. so i went there to meet them. (: HAHAH kevin is going to army! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42LS3CSi-I/AAAAAAAABXs/0ePRoaTxxro/s1600-h/IMG_6727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42LS3CSi-I/AAAAAAAABXs/0ePRoaTxxro/s320/IMG_6727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155930304536546274" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42LTXCSi_I/AAAAAAAABX0/Ype-UymwtV0/s1600-h/IMG_6728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42LTXCSi_I/AAAAAAAABX0/Ype-UymwtV0/s320/IMG_6728.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155930313126480882" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42LTnCSjAI/AAAAAAAABX8/SWE6mHrsvSY/s1600-h/IMG_6729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42LTnCSjAI/AAAAAAAABX8/SWE6mHrsvSY/s320/IMG_6729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155930317421448194" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42LT3CSjBI/AAAAAAAABYE/LzPcArBRjto/s1600-h/IMG_6730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42LT3CSjBI/AAAAAAAABYE/LzPcArBRjto/s320/IMG_6730.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155930321716415506" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at last i have stopped work and i swear im never gona work ever again. I'm gona study for the rest of my life and when i've gotten all my degrees and cant go higher, i'll be like bill gates. come up with a fantastic idea and then just bum around for the rest of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sounds great. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest of the things that has been up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;met &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kanelim&lt;/span&gt; for a movie, "american gangster". it was a pretty awesome movie, just slightly too long, like 3 hours long. on the way home, i swear the taxidriver is a matchmaker in &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;juncai &lt;/span&gt;working with me on saturday and sunday. (: it was fun having someone to talk to at work. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SEM GOT INTO LONDON SCHOOL OF FASHION!  omg, just saying the school name is just so Hot. really really soooo damn happy for her (: (: &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;met kate swang belle at vivocity for a day out. (: watched this really stupid movie called body #19. it was supposed to be a horror movie,but.. okay i was scared a bit, but belle was even more scared! HAHAH I always have such an awesome time with them. but all of us are all going to different universities and states! like belle is going to perth, swang- monash, kate- melbourne uni, the twins- uni of sydney. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy am I gona miss them so.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;popped by school on monday, and PAL! eng, we've not even done our new years resolution! ): &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/10275078-8977259157586436427?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8977259157586436427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=8977259157586436427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8977259157586436427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8977259157586436427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-my-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R42G73CSi0I/AAAAAAAABWc/bJGQYGnTTNI/s72-c/IMG_6707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-5530722766652381913</id><published>2008-01-08T23:33:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:23.279+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I seriously hate working and i cant wait to end on the 12th, but the highlight is that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;JUN CAI &lt;/span&gt;is coming to work with me on saturday and sunday! HAHAH! cant wait (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weekend was a blast. it was a really good break away from the 9 to 6 pm work life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Friday night; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to acs international the first time this year to check out the orientation. hahah! i missed everyone soo much! Always, being back in school brings back so much memories, it's hard not to smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James and I had our usual fight; running around the hall, pushing each other around. hahah! missed those times especially. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i was reaching for a kui (is that how you spell it?), he came behind me and pushed me forward. omg, i almost pushed the whole buffet table forward! HAHAH so that started the whole running spree. hahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we even had a 'mike fight' in the midst of all the orientation groups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes james, I love you toooo (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so then kat and I rushed down to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;liquid kitchen&lt;/span&gt; to meet the melb people! (: belle, daniel, haoyu, kate, belle's friend; sam and haoyu's cousin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a good time catching up. *i cant find my camera so pictures that night would be uploaded soon! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;saturday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up late trying to catch up on much needed rest, then had lunch at SICC with my gong gong. he's seriously really cute. a man with little words, but a kind heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went shopping with my mum to Robinson at Raffles city. &lt;/div&gt;Rushed home to bathe and change before going to ACS international's campfire. omg, the OGL dance was THE SEX. i LLOVEEEEE it. EVERYONE did SUCH a great job. i'm so so proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so then we headed to MOS to meet kane, jerilyn, cai, becs, peter. it was a blast. (: jerilyn had a new tan. HAHAH! she looked so good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;And, HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAI! (: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R4N5jHCSijI/AAAAAAAABUU/VYzDdB68HUk/s320/n690995598_2040754_9853.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153096042733013554" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R4N6HnCSiqI/AAAAAAAABVM/ZqQC2ba-8gs/s320/n690995598_2040778_118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153096669798238882" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R4N6HnCSipI/AAAAAAAABVE/9CWiQdyRSXs/s320/n690995598_2040775_2755.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153096669798238866" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R4N6QHCSiuI/AAAAAAAABVs/IxOgYGG6AJA/s320/n690995598_2040791_4079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153096815827127010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R4N6H3CSisI/AAAAAAAABVc/P6fzo4kg2hs/s1600-h/n690995598_2040788_8655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R4N5inCSifI/AAAAAAAABT0/ApOvFtchPh4/s320/n690995598_2040742_3653.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153096034143078898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R4N5i3CSigI/AAAAAAAABT8/sySsZcKCyx4/s320/n690995598_2040743_9014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153096038438046210" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R4N5i3CSihI/AAAAAAAABUE/rlFyT5QI5bw/s1600-h/n690995598_2040750_2459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R4N5i3CSihI/AAAAAAAABUE/rlFyT5QI5bw/s320/n690995598_2040750_2459.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153096038438046226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R4N5jHCSiiI/AAAAAAAABUM/gmR2gWFmPx4/s320/n690995598_2040752_7583.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153096042733013538" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Sunday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to church, and then it was stress time to apply for the Wesley College to stay in Sydney. omg, my mum was stressing us out. we had to write things like "what can we contribute to Wesley College." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, kat and I met the BOYS! for bowling at SICC- a long awaited outing. heh kevin, jean, calvin and justin! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg, it was so nice to see them again; before kevin goes to army! justin and calvin still have a few more months to wait! hahah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*MORE PHOTOS COMING UP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;to be blogged: STEAMBOAT PARTY WITH MY DEAREST FRIENDS FROM MELBOURNE ON MONDAY NIGHT! (: &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/10275078-5530722766652381913?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5530722766652381913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=5530722766652381913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5530722766652381913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5530722766652381913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-seriously-hate-working-and-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R4N5jHCSijI/AAAAAAAABUU/VYzDdB68HUk/s72-c/n690995598_2040754_9853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-8476756332543165511</id><published>2008-01-04T00:00:00.001+10:30</published><updated>2008-01-04T01:42:14.700+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got thrown into the work force just yesterday and I concluded that I'm gona be studying for the rest of my life. Working is wayyyy too hard. &lt;div&gt;omg, i was like an office girl for FPAS ( Financial Planning Association of Singapore). one of my dad's companies that he's directing and it was soooo hard work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to call like 90 over people to see if they were coming to this gala dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im like their call girl, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"kristi can you do me a favour" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" kristi can you do this?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah im tired. so so tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant wait for the weekends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does anyone want to watch BEAUTY WORLD?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a brighter note, I met &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kane and peter&lt;/span&gt; for a movie last night! (: freaking hell watched Elisabeth when it was all planned to watch National Treasure. CHEH! it was the most boring show EVER. peter and i like fell asleep during the movie, only kane was like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"this is the best movie ever." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kane lim! we're never gona listen to you ever! hahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;National Treasure would have been SOOOO much better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-8476756332543165511?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8476756332543165511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=8476756332543165511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8476756332543165511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8476756332543165511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-got-thrown-into-work-force-just.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7519662776655396075</id><published>2008-01-01T17:28:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:27.119+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i really apologise for not blogging much. so here i am now! (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;the highlights of the past week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28th december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I had a xtrainers gathering at my place for a christmas lunch party. Seriously the best times ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-met KANE and his friend peter afterwards. I MISSED KANE SO MUCH! hahah that idiot, put on weight! hahah! hanged out for a while and followed him all around to like his orange town, hermes. then met james and cai for a while, and they passed me a christmas card! it was damn sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-met BELLE and KATE in the evening for drinks and then went to DXO since it was ladies night. HAHAH! i swear, i really really did not like it. omg, it was like ----- if you know what i mean. but kate was having a good night, i mean it's her 'type' of guys. HAHAH! kidding darling! and plus, the bartender asked her for her number. hahah! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29th December &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i seriously CANT remember what i did on that day. please remind me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30th December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bought a new &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ma&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cbook&lt;/span&gt;! it's frikking sexy and a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;itouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as well. (++hotzz) after my fantastic buy, i met &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nicpua&lt;/span&gt; for dinner and omg, it was soooo nice to finally be able to catch up with him. it definately felt like the old times. hahah! couldnt decide where to eat.. just walking around aimlessly trying to decide where to eat.. ah, bliss. so then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kane &lt;/span&gt;joined us and then we went to cai's place to play poker. (again!) hahah! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cai, james, joshua, nic, and kane&lt;/span&gt;. i love playing poker, but i ALWAYS lose. no fun ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31st December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; THE LAST DAY OF THE YEAR 2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was also my busiest. I had lunch at my auntie's place all the way at woodlands with all my relatives. we've gotten so much closer after the taiwan trip. it was SUCH a sinful lunch, full of cheese! hahah! after that, we played monopoly with our cousins, and our whole family is SOOO loud! it was quite traumatizing with like all the girls all talking at the same time. hahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it was an afternoon of playing monopoly and singing terribly off tune to westlife and backstreet boys songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so then we rushed back home to bathe and change to go down to my brother's godma's new house. it was REALLY a very nice place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next it was a all the way rush to church! (: even though i know i'm always "why do i have to go to church for new year, why why why?" but at the end of the day, that's where i wana be more than anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the countdown with the most beautiful people you can ever meet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alex and jia&lt;/span&gt;- my (seriously) childhood friends and the most awesome pair of friends you can ever ask for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keith and kenneth&lt;/span&gt;- the two guys whom i USED to be close to like years ago. it was so great to catch up again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;richie and jian ming-&lt;/span&gt; richie! i grew up with him! although was never that close until recently, still love him all the same. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ems and jon&lt;/span&gt;- my lovely brother and sister. Always family first! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chloe and zac&lt;/span&gt;- they pretended to be twins and i was sooooo fooled by them! omg! HAHAH! it was great meeting them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ems friends and their sisters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jia and alex AND GLENN made me SOOOO embarrassed! hahah! those idiots! &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3n_RXCSieI/AAAAAAAABTs/ut6ou13v15w/s320/IMG_6431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150428322581350882" /&gt; at jon's godma's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3npxnCSidI/AAAAAAAABTk/idrbl9JYmrg/s1600-h/n750765448_766891_7218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3npxnCSidI/AAAAAAAABTk/idrbl9JYmrg/s320/n750765448_766891_7218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150404687376320978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3npjnCSiYI/AAAAAAAABS8/Kr66rno8jlE/s1600-h/n750765448_766880_6290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3npLHCSiUI/AAAAAAAABSc/D8aCZTBRO14/s320/n750765448_766864_5072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150404025951357250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3npLHCSiVI/AAAAAAAABSk/dJAXHgaHodE/s1600-h/n750765448_766872_9770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3npLHCSiVI/AAAAAAAABSk/dJAXHgaHodE/s320/n750765448_766872_9770.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150404025951357266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3npLXCSiWI/AAAAAAAABSs/Ur7VcNpih64/s1600-h/n750765448_766877_4194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3npLXCSiWI/AAAAAAAABSs/Ur7VcNpih64/s320/n750765448_766877_4194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150404030246324578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3npLXCSiXI/AAAAAAAABS0/FXjaiJ3PuD0/s1600-h/n750765448_766878_4880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3npLXCSiXI/AAAAAAAABS0/FXjaiJ3PuD0/s320/n750765448_766878_4880.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150404030246324594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3no2HCSiOI/AAAAAAAABRs/loXPdEEII_c/s1600-h/n750765448_766828_9142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3no2HCSiOI/AAAAAAAABRs/loXPdEEII_c/s320/n750765448_766828_9142.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150403665174104290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3no2HCSiPI/AAAAAAAABR0/9XA4FH_Mx6c/s1600-h/n750765448_766829_9855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3no2HCSiPI/AAAAAAAABR0/9XA4FH_Mx6c/s320/n750765448_766829_9855.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150403665174104306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3no2XCSiQI/AAAAAAAABR8/iLS8EZsLInk/s1600-h/n750765448_766831_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3no2XCSiQI/AAAAAAAABR8/iLS8EZsLInk/s320/n750765448_766831_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150403669469071618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3no2XCSiRI/AAAAAAAABSE/dVqMTkzL-RU/s1600-h/n750765448_766848_8538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3no2XCSiRI/AAAAAAAABSE/dVqMTkzL-RU/s320/n750765448_766848_8538.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150403669469071634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3no2nCSiSI/AAAAAAAABSM/RtmV1b4oqZ4/s1600-h/n750765448_766849_9249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3no2nCSiSI/AAAAAAAABSM/RtmV1b4oqZ4/s320/n750765448_766849_9249.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150403673764038946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3noBHCSiNI/AAAAAAAABRk/4t1kOM41ytU/s1600-h/n750765448_766828_9142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3noBHCSiNI/AAAAAAAABRk/4t1kOM41ytU/s320/n750765448_766828_9142.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150402754641037522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the whole night was just running around trying to meet people, JAMS, and just alot alot ALOT of rubbish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a long time of deciding where to go, we went to ps to meet &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;belle, daniel, yond, kelly, melvin, calvin. dylon and his friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went to holland V to meet vyan, keith and all. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then rushed to balmoral park to see drunk juncai, james, JERILYN, mich and nic! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;omg, i've not seen JERILYN since AGESSSS! that silly girl been jetsetting all over the world. it was so nice to catch up sweetheart!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this year has been one of a kind. many things i would have loved to do again, but still nothing i would love to change. the friends i've made this year has been one of the most cherished and the ones who have still stuck by me are my deepest love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what more could i ask from 2007. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's time for 2008! &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/10275078-7519662776655396075?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7519662776655396075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7519662776655396075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7519662776655396075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7519662776655396075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-really-apologise-for-not-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R3n_RXCSieI/AAAAAAAABTs/ut6ou13v15w/s72-c/IMG_6431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7419485811357416307</id><published>2007-12-21T00:51:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-12-21T01:19:45.285+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm leaving on a plane for Taiwan tmr morning at 9am and I've no idea why but i feel so moody now! maybe it's because ever since I've been back it's been constant, non-stop packing and unpacking my luggage, getting ready for the next trip. It's been fun, but really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait for the Taiwan trip to be over so I can finally start planning things like, TRY to get a job and stick to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm really gona miss some people when I'm away; especially during Chrismas. Boy, was my Christmas last year Completely different. but hey, not gona go into details. (: Thank God, my WHOLE family is gona be in taiwan and when i say WHOLE, i mean WHOLE. like 18 people going down to Taiwan for holiday. hahah! All my close relatives are gona be travelling down with us, so i guess it's gona be a REALLY noisy trip. thinking about it, makes me wana cover my ears. hahaha! but it's gona be like a new adventure because as a family, we've never done something so extreme before. It has always been all talk, but now it is actually happening.  Excited (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today i spent my one free day with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marcus ENG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (: my best buddy; Ipod charger pal. kat and i went over to his far far away house. i swear i almost fell asleep in the car. it was so long! all the way at the east coast. but oh wells! it was worth the journey there because ever since we've come back, we've not had a full chance to actually just bum around and catch up and i'm glad we did. I MISSED MY PAL! (: he's grown so so much. hahah! so then priss, calvin and daniel came over and joined in. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marcus eng! you're an ass!&lt;/strong&gt; but i still love you all the same :D pal, you never fail to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy am I gona miss some people. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-7419485811357416307?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7419485811357416307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7419485811357416307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7419485811357416307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7419485811357416307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/12/fate-is-elegant-cold-hearted-whore-so.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7063775545096185840</id><published>2007-12-20T00:08:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:28.076+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;gosh, i think my blog is dead. hahah! ive just gotten so lazy to update that it slowly becomes a habit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, right now im back inoq  Singapore! and it's been pretty awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, it's been raining non-stop and i can do raining because it's cooler. hahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;recently i went to YM camp and i must say, it has changed my entire outlook on life. Just so happen, I got back my results during camp and it wasnt what i expected, it was actually lower which meant i couldnt get into melb uni. initially, i was way beyond devastation, because i really wanted to get there, you know. to do commerce, then come out and just start earning money... but then i didnt make it in. i just missed by this - - little bit. So my whole plans literally fell apart altogether. and seriously, i couldnt have made it through without God. the title of the camp was "destination" and it ironically became my pillar of strength. I went to camp thinking that i knew my destination, my future. but through the four days, i went through like soooo much and now, im just waiting upon the Lord to give me new direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should i appeal to Melbourne university? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but besides that, i also gained so much new friends and became closer to some. (: truely happy on how He has blessed me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BETHEL, TRIBE JACOB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R2k3RnCSiKI/AAAAAAAABRM/2COjtVofq60/s1600-h/IMG_5753a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145704824923392162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R2k3RnCSiKI/AAAAAAAABRM/2COjtVofq60/s320/IMG_5753a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R2k3R3CSiLI/AAAAAAAABRU/aHquit9xLv0/s1600-h/IMG_5774a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145704829218359474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R2k3R3CSiLI/AAAAAAAABRU/aHquit9xLv0/s320/IMG_5774a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R2k3SXCSiMI/AAAAAAAABRc/XJ898MSUYvQ/s1600-h/IMG_5775a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145704837808294082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R2k3SXCSiMI/AAAAAAAABRc/XJ898MSUYvQ/s320/IMG_5775a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my BFFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R2krQnCSiJI/AAAAAAAABRE/2bZB2ktEcXg/s1600-h/n510633952_275776_5813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145691613603989650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R2krQnCSiJI/AAAAAAAABRE/2bZB2ktEcXg/s320/n510633952_275776_5813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex, yangshen and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more photos will be uploaded soon! (: there's a problem with my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i just got back from KL and then on friday, TAIWAN! i'll wait on the streets for someone to gao bai me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feeling loved (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-7063775545096185840?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7063775545096185840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7063775545096185840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7063775545096185840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7063775545096185840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/12/gosh-i-think-my-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R2k3RnCSiKI/AAAAAAAABRM/2COjtVofq60/s72-c/IMG_5753a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3556319114550013908</id><published>2007-11-30T16:03:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:28.264+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When i'm with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll make every second count&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cause i miss you, whenever you're not around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R0-oDR8go_I/AAAAAAAABQ8/9X1_LcJ8zzw/s1600-R/n502726566_469327_6084.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138510474163299314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R0-oDR8go_I/AAAAAAAABQ8/JRu0_NxC2sI/s320/n502726566_469327_6084.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-3556319114550013908?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3556319114550013908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3556319114550013908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3556319114550013908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3556319114550013908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-im-with-you-ill-make-every-second.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/R0-oDR8go_I/AAAAAAAABQ8/JRu0_NxC2sI/s72-c/n502726566_469327_6084.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3813206013066355284</id><published>2007-11-29T22:03:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:33:57.009+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog is sooo dead. gahh! there's so much distraction on the internet! like FACEBOOK. and besides the fact that right now, im stealing internet from haoyu cause i didnt pay my internet bill.&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I JUST FINISHED MY EXAMMMMSMSMSMSMSMSMS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OH YEAHH!&lt;br /&gt;AT LAST! thats why ive not been online for the past three weeks. because i was cramming in all the things i missed the whole year. it was times like those that i wished i didnt party too much. therefore, for the next few days lft in melbourne, it's just rot in front of the tv waiting for the others to finish their exams and TRY to lose weight before going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;graffitti written on my exam table: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;do you live or merely exist? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;an arrow to the question: i think i live too much, that's why im gona get fucked by this exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well the past few weeks have just been full of to and fros to the library. stressing and doing retarded things to relieve the stress.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a new love! CHAOTAH! omg, she's adorable but a real brat. i cant imagine three months away from her. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the FACEBOOK fans out there, this video is for you. it's a classic (: it's called the Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSnXE2791yg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rSnXE2791yg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everytime i see you, i get tongue-tide and i wana hide. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i've got the whole weekend planned out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Seven&lt;/strong&gt; on friday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(JUSTIN FUCKING TIMBERLAKE WAS LIKE AT &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEVEN&lt;/span&gt; THREE WEEKS (a while back i know, but cause ive not blogged for ages!) BACK ON SATURDAY! OH MY LORD, I'M GONA DANCE ON WHERE HE DANCEEEDD! WHOOHOOO) I LOVE J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;copied and pasted from perezhilton's blog.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Justin Timberlake and Jessica Biel are trying to bridge the long distance between them.&lt;br /&gt;The Sexy back singer has been touring all over Australia for weeks now, while the Actress stayed behind in America.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after one of their longest stretches apart, Biel flew to Oz this past weekend and she &lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,22784888-5012974,00.html" target="_blank"&gt;was spotted&lt;/a&gt; with Timberlake all over Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night, the Justin and Jess were at high-rise city bar Blue Diamond before retiring early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Saturday night, Biel and Timberlake (with some friends) had post-show drinks at South Melbourne nightspot &lt;u&gt;Seven.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They were seen having dinner at French bistro Madame Sou Sou on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, the pair headed to Portsea for a game of golf and a swim before dinner in St Kilda.&lt;br /&gt;Justin’s mom, Lynn, and her husband, Paul, are also there, enjoying time with Timberlake before his next gig in Auckland on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Such busy bees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;2. BUBBLE on saturday night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;3. sunday is time to rest (i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-3813206013066355284?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3813206013066355284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3813206013066355284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3813206013066355284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3813206013066355284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-blog-is-sooo-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-6384505357095115506</id><published>2007-11-05T00:33:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:29.026+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this is a post that i meant to post LONGGGGG time ago, but because stupid blogger took so long to upload photos, i just didnt finish blogging. and i've been so busy with exams and stuff, i dont have time to blog! so im so so sorry that i wont be having prom pictures on the entry, BUT all the photos i took are on FACEBOOK so please go there and take a look (:&lt;/span&gt; I'll be back here blogging once I finish my exams! lovelove&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;TRINITY BALL 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my comments on the ball:&lt;/strong&gt; it was just a time to get your minds off exams and become cam-whores for the night ( literally the whole night). kathi and i took a total of 320 photos! omg. so i should let the pictures do the talking. (: i hope i have the patience to upload some photos. if not, it will be in facebook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Ball sucked shit. Although it was kinda cool that it was in an aquarium (....) lots of fishes and sea snakes to ogle at, cute jellyfishes.. but seriously, $70 to go to an aquarium with NO table and chairs, and like finger food.. and NOTHING TO DO, is just seriously a waste of time. the whole time was just &lt;strong&gt;"come come! take photos!"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the after-party was the sex! the whole reason why it was fun was because i was Not drunk AT ALL. not a little bit. hahahah! i was so glad. the whole club was basically just Trinity people EVERYWHERE. boy am i gona miss trinity so so much. it's just the spirit, the environment, the securities you form through the months... soon, in a matter of weeks, it's are all gona be over and we have to enter the scary world of University. &lt;strong&gt;How cool/scary is that- I enter university when i'm 17 and a half.&lt;/strong&gt; omg, i'll be a kid la! Everyone in trinity would be scattered all over melbourne, australia, singapore and even the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's always hard to leave your comfort zone, but I guess that's how you grow up. No matter what, i will definately have fond memories of my time in trinity. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rzbx2N2nHlI/AAAAAAAABQk/QtKs_HNPIWY/s1600-h/IMG_5036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131554739169205842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rzbx2N2nHlI/AAAAAAAABQk/QtKs_HNPIWY/s320/IMG_5036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rzbzxd2nHmI/AAAAAAAABQs/WDWS8vcT75k/s1600-h/IMG_4882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131556856588082786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rzbzxd2nHmI/AAAAAAAABQs/WDWS8vcT75k/s320/IMG_4882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rzb4QN2nHnI/AAAAAAAABQ0/z2nFcWyrW7U/s1600-h/IMG_5027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131561782915571314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rzb4QN2nHnI/AAAAAAAABQ0/z2nFcWyrW7U/s320/IMG_5027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a few of the many photos we took that night. &lt;strong&gt;Go to facebook!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&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/10275078-6384505357095115506?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6384505357095115506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=6384505357095115506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6384505357095115506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6384505357095115506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-post-that-i-meant-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rzbx2N2nHlI/AAAAAAAABQk/QtKs_HNPIWY/s72-c/IMG_5036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3215448750678552288</id><published>2007-11-01T22:23:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:29.166+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RynBwmQtccI/AAAAAAAABQA/7jH-UYKYFgc/s1600-h/472.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127842691386536386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RynBwmQtccI/AAAAAAAABQA/7jH-UYKYFgc/s320/472.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so bored that's why I decided to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cooked tom yam soup for dinner tonight! (: then went over to bryan's house for a while to steal some soft drinks. argh! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PROM&lt;/span&gt; is coming up (in exactly two days time) and everyone is dieting! omg, what the hell! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;girls are doing 500 sit ups every morning before school for the past week, girls (in my maths two class) are talking about how to put on make up.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg, and what am i doing?! practically nothing. maybe except try to stick to my 'no carbs diet' for the week, but tonight i failed because my itchy hands went straight for a slice of pizza, even AFTER my tom yum soup dinner. Oh Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gona be an oversized pig at prom. ):&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first night in close to a week that I am not in the library studying.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; (And just my luck, my damn overly cute hongkie guy is there.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Never mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss chaota! ): i've not seen her in about a week and i bet she has grown so so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i will watch HEROS now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-3215448750678552288?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3215448750678552288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3215448750678552288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3215448750678552288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3215448750678552288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-so-bored-thats-why-i-decided-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RynBwmQtccI/AAAAAAAABQA/7jH-UYKYFgc/s72-c/472.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3429887305223801437</id><published>2007-11-01T18:20:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-11-01T18:34:49.173+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Full Monty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched on the television about a group of Australian boys that did the Full Monty for the end of year school performance. HAHAHAH! it's hilarious! So it got me to&lt;strong&gt; youtube&lt;/strong&gt; to check out if the video is online. (it actually is, i just cant find it)&lt;br /&gt;But instead i found this video and it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A55WLYPoyc0&amp;amp;rel=" width="325" height="255" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so cute. and this girl had a flash nip!&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope you enjoy it. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-3429887305223801437?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3429887305223801437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3429887305223801437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3429887305223801437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3429887305223801437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/11/full-monty-i-just-watched-on-television.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-95663337684842882</id><published>2007-10-29T09:33:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2007-10-29T09:47:31.663+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a retard now, I woke up One whole hour earlier than usual thinking that it was the right time. Gosh, there goes my sleep. I only realised that i set my alarm One hour early in the shower. I hate day-light savings ):&lt;br /&gt;so now I'm blogging while waiting for time to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;strong&gt;Sweet November,&lt;/strong&gt; I decided to change a few things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;1. Go on a no carb diet for prom ( kate!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Dress better in the day. ( I feel like a slob everytime i go out in shorts and t)&lt;br /&gt;3. Smile more&lt;br /&gt;4. STUDY faster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I manage to succeed. (:&lt;br /&gt;Time for school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A SHOUTOUT TO ALL O'LEVEL FRIENDS &lt;strong&gt;(esp to my dearest sister, LIZ)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;THIS IS KINDA LATE, BUT ALL THE BEST! (: you guys are always in my prayers .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-95663337684842882?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/95663337684842882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=95663337684842882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/95663337684842882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/95663337684842882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-like-retard-now-i-woke-up-one.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-5167297000449676110</id><published>2007-10-28T22:13:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:35.370+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's &lt;u&gt;inevitable&lt;/u&gt;, you're the last thing on my mind every night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, time is passing by SO fast! it's gona be November is a matter of days!&lt;br /&gt;here's a really quick update of what's been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Swang's surprise birthday picnic by carlton gardens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySRhmQtcYI/AAAAAAAABPg/ehjxL5SJrB0/s1600-h/IMG_4620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382282246812034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySRhmQtcYI/AAAAAAAABPg/ehjxL5SJrB0/s320/IMG_4620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySRhmQtcZI/AAAAAAAABPo/2PwTVBHr92E/s1600-h/IMG_4647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382282246812050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySRhmQtcZI/AAAAAAAABPo/2PwTVBHr92E/s320/IMG_4647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySRhmQtcaI/AAAAAAAABPw/9ogTmc-MG1Q/s1600-h/IMG_4661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382282246812066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySRhmQtcaI/AAAAAAAABPw/9ogTmc-MG1Q/s320/IMG_4661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySRh2QtcbI/AAAAAAAABP4/eM1QfZlWJ-M/s1600-h/IMG_2034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126382286541779378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySRh2QtcbI/AAAAAAAABP4/eM1QfZlWJ-M/s320/IMG_2034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySPsGQtcTI/AAAAAAAABO4/VWCCnbmfL_w/s1600-h/IMG_2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126380263612182834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySPsGQtcTI/AAAAAAAABO4/VWCCnbmfL_w/s320/IMG_2025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySPsmQtcUI/AAAAAAAABPA/TU1G051LetI/s1600-h/IMG_2026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126380272202117442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySPsmQtcUI/AAAAAAAABPA/TU1G051LetI/s320/IMG_2026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySPt2QtcVI/AAAAAAAABPI/bmNB58h2-nE/s1600-h/IMG_2027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126380293676953938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySPt2QtcVI/AAAAAAAABPI/bmNB58h2-nE/s320/IMG_2027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySPuGQtcWI/AAAAAAAABPQ/oNEgKD4jHRI/s1600-h/IMG_4605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126380297971921250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySPuGQtcWI/AAAAAAAABPQ/oNEgKD4jHRI/s320/IMG_4605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySPumQtcXI/AAAAAAAABPY/enyhyFTgto0/s1600-h/IMG_4616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126380306561855858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySPumQtcXI/AAAAAAAABPY/enyhyFTgto0/s320/IMG_4616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; sem and belle bought a puppy! &lt;strong&gt;she's called livvy and she's gorgeous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are some REAALLY outdated pictures of my damn cute lovable &lt;strong&gt;chaota.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySMF2QtcOI/AAAAAAAABOQ/VYYAYS3Az1g/s1600-h/n626460581_1468236_7001.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126376307947303138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySMF2QtcOI/AAAAAAAABOQ/VYYAYS3Az1g/s320/n626460581_1468236_7001.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySMGGQtcPI/AAAAAAAABOY/vPbWJFpl0Pg/s1600-h/n626460581_1468238_7529.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126376312242270450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySMGGQtcPI/AAAAAAAABOY/vPbWJFpl0Pg/s320/n626460581_1468238_7529.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySMGGQtcQI/AAAAAAAABOg/gxvXt1LrEec/s1600-h/n626460581_1468241_8316.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126376312242270466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySMGGQtcQI/AAAAAAAABOg/gxvXt1LrEec/s320/n626460581_1468241_8316.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySMGWQtcRI/AAAAAAAABOo/Ik77e7_ynBM/s1600-h/n626460581_1468245_4920.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126376316537237778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySMGWQtcRI/AAAAAAAABOo/Ik77e7_ynBM/s320/n626460581_1468245_4920.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySMGmQtcSI/AAAAAAAABOw/SlldccP6EMI/s1600-h/n626460581_1468248_188.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126376320832205090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySMGmQtcSI/AAAAAAAABOw/SlldccP6EMI/s320/n626460581_1468248_188.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Halloween! (:&lt;/span&gt; it was just this friday and omg, I'm so totally recovering from it still. it was horrible! ): i had the worst time ever, next to the toilet bowl.&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; lesson to everyone: eat before you drink! or you'll be dying on your trip down toilet lane.&lt;/span&gt; i'm the only idiot that always tells myself this but always forgets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySFq2Qtb8I/AAAAAAAABMA/SatuhBm6_uU/s1600-h/IMG_4690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126369247021068226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySFq2Qtb8I/AAAAAAAABMA/SatuhBm6_uU/s320/IMG_4690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySK32QtcLI/AAAAAAAABN4/tHT9hoUOSXM/s1600-h/IMG_4730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126374967917506738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySK32QtcLI/AAAAAAAABN4/tHT9hoUOSXM/s320/IMG_4730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySK32QtcMI/AAAAAAAABOA/A-hfsozdnCE/s1600-h/IMG_4701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126374967917506754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySK32QtcMI/AAAAAAAABOA/A-hfsozdnCE/s320/IMG_4701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySK4GQtcNI/AAAAAAAABOI/8fk6370JFbg/s1600-h/IMG_4727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126374972212474066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySK4GQtcNI/AAAAAAAABOI/8fk6370JFbg/s320/IMG_4727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySJc2QtcGI/AAAAAAAABNQ/nmgfCrI6GWE/s1600-h/IMG_4766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126373404549410914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySJc2QtcGI/AAAAAAAABNQ/nmgfCrI6GWE/s320/IMG_4766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySJc2QtcHI/AAAAAAAABNY/6etd38NVhEs/s1600-h/IMG_4763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126373404549410930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySJc2QtcHI/AAAAAAAABNY/6etd38NVhEs/s320/IMG_4763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySJdGQtcII/AAAAAAAABNg/1CABLVtRziQ/s1600-h/IMG_4772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126373408844378242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySJdGQtcII/AAAAAAAABNg/1CABLVtRziQ/s320/IMG_4772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySJdGQtcJI/AAAAAAAABNo/_TuYRtC3nB8/s1600-h/IMG_4779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126373408844378258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySJdGQtcJI/AAAAAAAABNo/_TuYRtC3nB8/s320/IMG_4779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySJdWQtcKI/AAAAAAAABNw/p7HjCl82SRU/s1600-h/IMG_4706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126373413139345570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySJdWQtcKI/AAAAAAAABNw/p7HjCl82SRU/s320/IMG_4706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySIj2QtcCI/AAAAAAAABMw/MoeF3In3GVE/s1600-h/IMG_4802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126372425296867362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySIj2QtcCI/AAAAAAAABMw/MoeF3In3GVE/s320/IMG_4802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySIkGQtcDI/AAAAAAAABM4/bNGfOEDR0CY/s1600-h/IMG_4732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126372429591834674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySIkGQtcDI/AAAAAAAABM4/bNGfOEDR0CY/s320/IMG_4732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySIkWQtcEI/AAAAAAAABNA/hF-1J3Lpb2I/s1600-h/IMG_4733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126372433886801986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySIkWQtcEI/AAAAAAAABNA/hF-1J3Lpb2I/s320/IMG_4733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySIkWQtcFI/AAAAAAAABNI/4tOixEgkl0o/s1600-h/IMG_4761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126372433886802002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySIkWQtcFI/AAAAAAAABNI/4tOixEgkl0o/s320/IMG_4761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySFrWQtb9I/AAAAAAAABMI/SOmyEPljAzM/s1600-h/IMG_4717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126369255611002834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySFrWQtb9I/AAAAAAAABMI/SOmyEPljAzM/s320/IMG_4717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySFrmQtb-I/AAAAAAAABMQ/_QbYKkNJD7I/s1600-h/IMG_4747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126369259905970146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySFrmQtb-I/AAAAAAAABMQ/_QbYKkNJD7I/s320/IMG_4747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySFrmQtb_I/AAAAAAAABMY/4rqfViy9dH0/s1600-h/IMG_4746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126369259905970162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySFrmQtb_I/AAAAAAAABMY/4rqfViy9dH0/s320/IMG_4746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySFr2QtcAI/AAAAAAAABMg/ChRGX-ydE_o/s1600-h/IMG_4748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126369264200937474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySFr2QtcAI/AAAAAAAABMg/ChRGX-ydE_o/s320/IMG_4748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySCcWQtb3I/AAAAAAAABLY/ID1SmJc9IzM/s1600-h/IMG_2121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126365699378081650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySCcWQtb3I/AAAAAAAABLY/ID1SmJc9IzM/s320/IMG_2121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySCc2Qtb4I/AAAAAAAABLg/uXBQPBlI5zI/s1600-h/IMG_2170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126365707968016258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySCc2Qtb4I/AAAAAAAABLg/uXBQPBlI5zI/s320/IMG_2170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySCdmQtb5I/AAAAAAAABLo/sO5Ox2nqgeg/s1600-h/IMG_2171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126365720852918162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySCdmQtb5I/AAAAAAAABLo/sO5Ox2nqgeg/s320/IMG_2171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySCeGQtb6I/AAAAAAAABLw/MDNniHW_mNU/s1600-h/IMG_2227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126365729442852770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySCeGQtb6I/AAAAAAAABLw/MDNniHW_mNU/s320/IMG_2227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySCemQtb7I/AAAAAAAABL4/Z_rJ6wIb7Yo/s1600-h/IMG_2242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126365738032787378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySCemQtb7I/AAAAAAAABL4/Z_rJ6wIb7Yo/s320/IMG_2242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry the pictures are not tagged.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest of the days, im either bumming around or trying to study. I've got an eyecandy! omg, hyperventilate. it's time to get my stalker skills out. God i'm pathetic. hahah! but SERIOUSLY, he's So cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*swoons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BE-LATED BIRTHDAY TIMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'M SO SORRY I FORGOT. I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU I PROMISE! (: YOU'RE THE BESTEST. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/10275078-5167297000449676110?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5167297000449676110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=5167297000449676110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5167297000449676110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5167297000449676110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-inevitable-youre-last-thing-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RySRhmQtcYI/AAAAAAAABPg/ehjxL5SJrB0/s72-c/IMG_4620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-2887586210030524615</id><published>2007-10-22T21:44:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:35.655+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;if you leave me tonight, i'll wake up alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so miserable right now. God, there are some moments where i just wana die; either jump in front of the tram or like jump down from the tallest building i can find. Misery is overtaking me now. Sigh. it's not like i'm depressed, but it's just some moments, that remind me of ... and i just go "oh, okay.."&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, yes i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i've got an accounting essay to finish up that's due tmr, and i'm So screwed.&lt;br /&gt;i'll pull myself out of my misery hole soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RxyY-A-imrI/AAAAAAAABLQ/drdz7qDL5Js/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124138667222407858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RxyY-A-imrI/AAAAAAAABLQ/drdz7qDL5Js/s320/IMG_1090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;debs, i hope you see this. whenever i see this picture, it always brings a smile on my face. you're the sweetest sweets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on a brighter note,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;I TRIED HOT YOGA FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; omg, it was definately an experience. it was SO hot, like a sauna, with all the stretching and stuff. it was Really mind over matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;seriously, i love sem and belle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they make my life So colourful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HALLOWEEN is coming up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i cant wait for it. I've like stopped clubbing so i can 'concentrate' on my failing subjects. but, it's not working. I either get stuck on my drama series or i'm not at home. argh, time to pull your socks up kristi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kane, you motherfucker. i wana see youuu! ): What would be your ultimate BESTEST BEST birthday present can you get? Hahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i stop and think, how different would my life be if i stayed in singapore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-2887586210030524615?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2887586210030524615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=2887586210030524615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2887586210030524615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2887586210030524615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-you-leave-me-tonight-ill-wake-up.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RxyY-A-imrI/AAAAAAAABLQ/drdz7qDL5Js/s72-c/IMG_1090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-2166267997118453907</id><published>2007-10-16T10:09:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:12:53.085+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found a new love for accounting. The Teacher. omg, she's SO cool. hahah! just imagine the greeks in 'my big fat greek wedding'. yes, she's just like that and plus, she's a greek! hahaha her husband is a greek, her son is a greek, her whole family is a greek! ah, she's just so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling horrible the past few days with this silly flu. thanks to belle yond and haoyu, i'm like a walking plauge now. but soon soon, i'll feel much better soon. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're my october; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-2166267997118453907?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2166267997118453907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=2166267997118453907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2166267997118453907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2166267997118453907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-found-new-love-for-accounting.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-232065442286699125</id><published>2007-10-14T15:02:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-10-14T15:09:20.988+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I try to keep it simple cause I hate goodbyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my blogskin but i'm too lazy to change it at the moment. so i'll just bare with it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing nothing the past few days except being addicted to my drama series/movies all day and night. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;this is what i have been watching for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Weeds (season 1 and 2)&lt;br /&gt;2. Imagine me and you&lt;br /&gt;3. So you think you can dance (season 3)&lt;br /&gt;4. the secret (jay chou is sooo hot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to shumei for giving it to me. hahah! totally made my weekend. no more clubbing for me for a while.&lt;br /&gt;i'm down with a horrible flu AGAIN! ): gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan cabrera- i will remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSl05G-OM6U" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping that ryan cabrera made a music video on this song, but he didnt! so here's to all the fans of FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this goes out to all my loved ones. I will remember you and all the things that we've gone through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-232065442286699125?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/232065442286699125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=232065442286699125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/232065442286699125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/232065442286699125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-try-to-keep-it-simple-cause-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-524256254800198507</id><published>2007-10-06T16:24:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:37.106+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;this is to you, i hope you know it's for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i've missed you crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;honestly, i must say that life in melbourne has changed me and changed people's impression of me to an extent. but i'm still the same, seriously. i'm not gona blame anyone for the mistakes and wrong choices that i have made in my life, because seriously, right down to the end i am the one that's in charge of my life and therefore i cant blame anyone else but myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;this year, has not been a really good year for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i am changing, so please dont judge me before you even know me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, ever since i arrived in melbourne it has been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hectic!&lt;/span&gt; fun-packed, and just filled with crazy-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dave msged me (: (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esctasy in one text, but it was short-lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once kat and i landed, belle called and so we met up at like 2 plus? omg &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISSED YOU SO MUCH BELLE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahah! belle had so much fun in perth lying on the grass and all.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, i see the potential of her as a pig farmers wife!&lt;br /&gt;she was chasing this poor spotted piglet around the pen trying to take a photo with it. HAHHA! belle belle.&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to a greek restaurant to meet up with &lt;strong&gt;sandy and rayner&lt;/strong&gt; for supper. after that, &lt;strong&gt;belle kat and i&lt;/strong&gt; were walking down chinatown where we met &lt;strong&gt;three drunk aussies&lt;/strong&gt;. hahah! they were SOOO funny. they got bounced out of this bar because they were too drunk. well i think they were more sober than before but still so wild! &lt;strong&gt;amanda and steve&lt;/strong&gt; (?) did a pole dance! hahah fucking hot. and they were dancing OUTSIDE the bar la. hahah! it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so by the time we left them and started to walk back, the sun was rising already. slept over at belle's place and only woke up at like 4. omg, the whole day was wasted. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S GREAT TO BE BACK! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went home to bathe and then met up with &lt;strong&gt;belle celina and rim&lt;/strong&gt; again for dinner. KOREAN BBQ! it was soooo good. def going back there again. so then we met up with &lt;strong&gt;yond&lt;/strong&gt; and rim went back home. so the five of us walked to flagstaff park. it view was AWESOMEEE. we sat there just hanging out and catching up with one another. we also had an orgasmic time eating kueh. hahah! kat and i took the liberty on smuggling it back to melbourne. hahah! belle was having the time of her life peeling the layers.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went back to belle's place for a movie marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to a gay bar!! (: &lt;strong&gt;kate, kat, belle and i.&lt;/strong&gt; the four reckless and the furious. HAHHA! IT WAS AWESOME! omg, HOT guys and girls. but you know that they are like all gays, so you dont have to worry about anything. hahah! kate and i, were just having fun that night. all high on alcohol, we were singing on the top of our lungs while club hopping. we went to like three or more bars altogether. so then we ended the night at belle's place (again) to drink and sing more. hahah! backstreet boys should so come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;another wasted day! hahah although i did ONE chapter of accounting (: kat went out for a movie while i stayed at home to sleep and blog. i was so lazy and indecisive whether or not i should go to seven or not that night. but i decided that i should go last minute thanks to rim and celina. hahah! i dont regret going.&lt;br /&gt;omg, ONE person made my night; just by being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kate, tert, tert's thai friends, rim, celina made it all enjoyable. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwecgfeBEWI/AAAAAAAABKg/P-CaWzImOY4/s1600-h/n502726566_369438_6712.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118231583547003234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwecgfeBEWI/AAAAAAAABKg/P-CaWzImOY4/s320/n502726566_369438_6712.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kathi, rim, celina and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwecgPeBEVI/AAAAAAAABKY/bkTkBN7_lKU/s1600-h/n502726566_369448_9093.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118231579252035922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwecgPeBEVI/AAAAAAAABKY/bkTkBN7_lKU/s320/n502726566_369448_9093.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwedEveBEbI/AAAAAAAABLI/HLFEyhRZnTo/s1600-h/n502726566_369447_8856.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118232206317261234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwedEveBEbI/AAAAAAAABLI/HLFEyhRZnTo/s320/n502726566_369447_8856.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwedEveBEaI/AAAAAAAABLA/dEG4bZF3bE8/s1600-h/n502726566_369446_8617.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118232206317261218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwedEveBEaI/AAAAAAAABLA/dEG4bZF3bE8/s320/n502726566_369446_8617.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwedEfeBEZI/AAAAAAAABK4/OWIt_haQZd8/s1600-h/n502726566_369441_7421.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118232202022293906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwedEfeBEZI/AAAAAAAABK4/OWIt_haQZd8/s320/n502726566_369441_7421.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwedEPeBEYI/AAAAAAAABKw/rAhEPDssRPg/s1600-h/n502726566_369440_7186.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118232197727326594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwedEPeBEYI/AAAAAAAABKw/rAhEPDssRPg/s320/n502726566_369440_7186.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwedEPeBEXI/AAAAAAAABKo/LAhGlzt70dY/s1600-h/n502726566_369439_6952.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118232197727326578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwedEPeBEXI/AAAAAAAABKo/LAhGlzt70dY/s320/n502726566_369439_6952.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pictures will be uploaded soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-524256254800198507?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/524256254800198507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=524256254800198507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/524256254800198507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/524256254800198507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-to-you-i-hope-you-know-its-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwecgfeBEWI/AAAAAAAABKg/P-CaWzImOY4/s72-c/n502726566_369438_6712.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-6501641709719893665</id><published>2007-10-05T15:39:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:51.066+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;my update on my trip back to singapore (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our goal this trip back was to spend more time with our family because the last trip back, i'm embarrassed to say that i mixed up my piorities. now, i think i got them corrected! (: i love you guys so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kat and i bummed around at home until like one hour to our taxi arrives then we decided to pack. hahah! it was chaos! but in the end we still managed to get everything in, and just in time for our cab! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg, thank god we didnt listen to belle because if we did, we would have missed our flight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;belle: ahiyar, why do you guy go so early to the airport, your plane flight is at 8.30, then go there at 7 la!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing me, i THOUGHT that the plane flight was at 8.30, but it wasnt! it was at 7.20. see belle, thank god we were there early. hahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXiHveBDEI/AAAAAAAABAg/-m9Sqht2dII/s1600-h/IMG_4139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117745174205762626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXiHveBDEI/AAAAAAAABAg/-m9Sqht2dII/s320/IMG_4139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;a bittersweet departure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we arrive in singapore! omg, we were so excited because we didnt tell anyone that we were back! besides our family that is. so since it was sunday, the first place we went was church! hahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALEX! JIA! RICHIE! GLENN! JIAN MING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clarrissa wasn't there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was such a joy to see them again (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had &lt;strong&gt;CRABS&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner with our relatives. omg, it was SOOOO good. it was a piece of heaven inside of your mouth. delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so then later that night, kat and i made a SPECIAL trip down to like EAST COAST! to surprise our pal (: HELLO ENG! hahah with the help of like his brother and his mum, it was such a success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eng, i hope we made your year (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i started this routine of having a morning walk with my dad. BECAUSE, in australia, my size is normal, but in singapore, i am a whale. so yeahh, I TOOK A MORNING WALK TO BREAKFAST. i'm so cool. ahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JAMEEEESSSSS!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i swear to god i love that guy. i went to acs intl to see everyone. hahah!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i missed you james. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's the scary part. monday was jerilyn's birthday &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BIMBO PARTNER!) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so kat and i were her like birthday present, flown all the way from australia. hahah! so after lunch kat and i were walking in paragon with our parents deciding where to go because it was already 2 plus, and jerilyn finishes school at 3.30 . so we were walking and then suddenly i saw this familar face, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KANE!&lt;/span&gt; omg, i almost died because we were going to surprise him at night! hahah it was fate. and to think that he took leave on that day for no reason. HAHAH! he had a intuition that i was coming back right! heh so he joined us with&lt;strong&gt; juncai (i love my char siao bao) &lt;/strong&gt;and we went to OFS to surprise jerilyn. hahah! she screamed the whole school down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;kane dear, i hope you're okay! talk to you online soon love!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mym treated us to a mani and pedicure! (: spent half the day with mummy, eating at food republic before she had to leave for work. so then &lt;strong&gt;daniel, dylon, haoyu, fabian, jianming and gideon&lt;/strong&gt; joined us. (: we watched some rat show, cant spell the name so wont even bother trying. hahah it was not bad. great company&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYKp_eBEQI/AAAAAAAABJw/gvo5t9YmUfI/s1600-h/IMG_4431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117789743081394434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYKp_eBEQI/AAAAAAAABJw/gvo5t9YmUfI/s320/IMG_4431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYKpPeBEPI/AAAAAAAABJo/tzYUCv_Clic/s1600-h/IMG_4435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117789730196492530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYKpPeBEPI/AAAAAAAABJo/tzYUCv_Clic/s320/IMG_4435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby cousin is so so cute. she's all grown up. and she can say, jie jie annie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; morning walk with jianming to botanical gardens followed by breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;then i met the melbourne people for a $2.50 lunch of ba chor mee! then we hanged around sem's place for a while before meeting kane at the hilton for tea! omg, cake fest. i missed kane so much! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXiIPeBDGI/AAAAAAAABAw/xKP2ui0l6F8/s1600-h/IMG_4155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117745182795697250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXiIPeBDGI/AAAAAAAABAw/xKP2ui0l6F8/s320/IMG_4155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXiH_eBDFI/AAAAAAAABAo/iDxhQ0tgdeU/s1600-h/IMG_4142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117745178500729938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXiH_eBDFI/AAAAAAAABAo/iDxhQ0tgdeU/s320/IMG_4142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daniel! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXiIPeBDHI/AAAAAAAABA4/25x6aIhXN60/s1600-h/IMG_4151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117745182795697266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXiIPeBDHI/AAAAAAAABA4/25x6aIhXN60/s320/IMG_4151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the long long stairs to sem's place. god, no wonder she's so fit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXiIfeBDII/AAAAAAAABBA/YLqYEJ4y0y4/s1600-h/IMG_4156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117745187090664578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXiIfeBDII/AAAAAAAABBA/YLqYEJ4y0y4/s320/IMG_4156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haoyu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXj1feBDMI/AAAAAAAABBg/edpDDAjVH8E/s1600-h/IMG_4172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117747059696405698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXj1feBDMI/AAAAAAAABBg/edpDDAjVH8E/s320/IMG_4172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXj1feBDLI/AAAAAAAABBY/_pyrW5Km6DM/s1600-h/IMG_4169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117747059696405682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXj1feBDLI/AAAAAAAABBY/_pyrW5Km6DM/s320/IMG_4169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXj1PeBDKI/AAAAAAAABBQ/6p4hxB_m4Lo/s1600-h/IMG_4165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117747055401438370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXj1PeBDKI/AAAAAAAABBQ/6p4hxB_m4Lo/s320/IMG_4165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXj1PeBDJI/AAAAAAAABBI/aroqjUolpuY/s1600-h/IMG_4164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117747055401438354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXj1PeBDJI/AAAAAAAABBI/aroqjUolpuY/s320/IMG_4164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met up with tim and clara and they accompanied me to try to find a men's wallet. omg, it was so hard to find one! or rather find a nice one. gosh, hopped from paragon to taka to wisma. hahah! it was stressful with kane bugging me. heh but in the end, i got one. and thank god it was way below my budget. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXj1veBDNI/AAAAAAAABBo/fpmwdF5SIlY/s1600-h/IMG_4174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117747063991373010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXj1veBDNI/AAAAAAAABBo/fpmwdF5SIlY/s320/IMG_4174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXklfeBDPI/AAAAAAAABB4/zAVuBV4lCtk/s1600-h/IMG_4176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117747884330126578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXklfeBDPI/AAAAAAAABB4/zAVuBV4lCtk/s320/IMG_4176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXklfeBDOI/AAAAAAAABBw/gzIWihgU1Pc/s1600-h/IMG_4175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117747884330126562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXklfeBDOI/AAAAAAAABBw/gzIWihgU1Pc/s320/IMG_4175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXklveBDQI/AAAAAAAABCA/EAh6NnxRq4k/s1600-h/IMG_4198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117747888625093890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXklveBDQI/AAAAAAAABCA/EAh6NnxRq4k/s320/IMG_4198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXklveBDRI/AAAAAAAABCI/RpvNFCBE_G8/s1600-h/IMG_4205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117747888625093906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXklveBDRI/AAAAAAAABCI/RpvNFCBE_G8/s320/IMG_4205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXkl_eBDSI/AAAAAAAABCQ/UsKR9xOBpRs/s1600-h/IMG_4207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117747892920061218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXkl_eBDSI/AAAAAAAABCQ/UsKR9xOBpRs/s320/IMG_4207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXlQ_eBDTI/AAAAAAAABCY/ofRYI-DLe8c/s1600-h/IMG_4183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117748631654436146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXlQ_eBDTI/AAAAAAAABCY/ofRYI-DLe8c/s320/IMG_4183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXlQ_eBDUI/AAAAAAAABCg/vWIwVEKxHyc/s1600-h/IMG_4208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117748631654436162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXlQ_eBDUI/AAAAAAAABCg/vWIwVEKxHyc/s320/IMG_4208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXlRPeBDWI/AAAAAAAABCw/A54kfmExEJg/s1600-h/IMG_4220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117748635949403490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXlRPeBDWI/AAAAAAAABCw/A54kfmExEJg/s320/IMG_4220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXlQ_eBDVI/AAAAAAAABCo/QX2Q_SlfBiU/s1600-h/IMG_4209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117748631654436178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXlQ_eBDVI/AAAAAAAABCo/QX2Q_SlfBiU/s320/IMG_4209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXlRPeBDXI/AAAAAAAABC4/TDextnuoCsU/s1600-h/IMG_4228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117748635949403506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXlRPeBDXI/AAAAAAAABC4/TDextnuoCsU/s320/IMG_4228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother is so cute! i swear he's gona be a heartbreaker when he grows up. and his voice is so low already! charming. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXp-_eBDvI/AAAAAAAABFw/mR1vxxpSz2g/s1600-h/IMG_4327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117753819974930162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXp-_eBDvI/AAAAAAAABFw/mR1vxxpSz2g/s320/IMG_4327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;my brother all ready for his 'dance'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i met jianming and fabian for lunch . i bashed into a barrier in Singapore Poly. omg, it was so embarrassing because i let out this small sqeak. jianming couldnt stop laughing at me. so then jianming and i took a bus all the way to suntec. hahah! for no reason. we ended up watching a movie- balls of fury. it's a seriously retarded show. i came out stupid-ier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXmBPeBDaI/AAAAAAAABDQ/gHM6fOkZYgg/s1600-h/IMG_4238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117749460583124386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXmBPeBDaI/AAAAAAAABDQ/gHM6fOkZYgg/s320/IMG_4238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXmA_eBDYI/AAAAAAAABDA/JceIjVhICN4/s1600-h/IMG_4234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117749456288157058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXmA_eBDYI/AAAAAAAABDA/JceIjVhICN4/s320/IMG_4234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXmA_eBDZI/AAAAAAAABDI/-MSrmdD7VqE/s1600-h/IMG_4235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117749456288157074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXmA_eBDZI/AAAAAAAABDI/-MSrmdD7VqE/s320/IMG_4235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i rushed down to meet the acs intl people at holland v. omg, so many people! i totally didnt expect that. hahaha! i loved/enjoyed every second of it. (: you guys are amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXmBfeBDcI/AAAAAAAABDg/xN87rUEQPQA/s1600-h/IMG_4241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117749464878091714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXmBfeBDcI/AAAAAAAABDg/xN87rUEQPQA/s320/IMG_4241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXmBPeBDbI/AAAAAAAABDY/i0YC-KvivpY/s1600-h/IMG_4240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117749460583124402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXmBPeBDbI/AAAAAAAABDY/i0YC-KvivpY/s320/IMG_4240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXn0feBDhI/AAAAAAAABEA/AgOVcJcmUlc/s1600-h/IMG_4250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117751440563047954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXn0feBDhI/AAAAAAAABEA/AgOVcJcmUlc/s320/IMG_4250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXodfeBDlI/AAAAAAAABEg/tmvM7LWGL74/s1600-h/IMG_4257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117752144937684562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXodfeBDlI/AAAAAAAABEg/tmvM7LWGL74/s320/IMG_4257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXpMfeBDmI/AAAAAAAABEo/DtXQP7Oai3Q/s1600-h/IMG_4264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117752952391536226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXpMfeBDmI/AAAAAAAABEo/DtXQP7Oai3Q/s320/IMG_4264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXpM_eBDqI/AAAAAAAABFI/HzjFxJ0Bu5o/s1600-h/IMG_4301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117752960981470882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXpM_eBDqI/AAAAAAAABFI/HzjFxJ0Bu5o/s320/IMG_4301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXp-feBDrI/AAAAAAAABFQ/-gWigLoHiNM/s1600-h/IMG_4311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117753811384995506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXp-feBDrI/AAAAAAAABFQ/-gWigLoHiNM/s320/IMG_4311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXp-veBDuI/AAAAAAAABFo/hsPP44B5xNI/s1600-h/IMG_4325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117753815679962850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXp-veBDuI/AAAAAAAABFo/hsPP44B5xNI/s320/IMG_4325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXp-veBDtI/AAAAAAAABFg/VEZ_0lEHhPU/s1600-h/IMG_4323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117753815679962834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXp-veBDtI/AAAAAAAABFg/VEZ_0lEHhPU/s320/IMG_4323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXpMveBDpI/AAAAAAAABFA/_4AQYYPn3jg/s1600-h/IMG_4295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117752956686503570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXpMveBDpI/AAAAAAAABFA/_4AQYYPn3jg/s320/IMG_4295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXodPeBDjI/AAAAAAAABEQ/o0eOQIPkO80/s1600-h/IMG_4244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117752140642717234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXodPeBDjI/AAAAAAAABEQ/o0eOQIPkO80/s320/IMG_4244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXp-feBDsI/AAAAAAAABFY/5Z5NeCDk5j4/s1600-h/IMG_4313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117753811384995522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXp-feBDsI/AAAAAAAABFY/5Z5NeCDk5j4/s320/IMG_4313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXpMveBDoI/AAAAAAAABE4/wCYmgpzTJ38/s1600-h/IMG_4296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117752956686503554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXpMveBDoI/AAAAAAAABE4/wCYmgpzTJ38/s320/IMG_4296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXoc_eBDiI/AAAAAAAABEI/EUdo5Cp6Um8/s1600-h/IMG_4243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117752136347749922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXoc_eBDiI/AAAAAAAABEI/EUdo5Cp6Um8/s320/IMG_4243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXodPeBDkI/AAAAAAAABEY/qTaxEA0P4fw/s1600-h/IMG_4254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117752140642717250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXodPeBDkI/AAAAAAAABEY/qTaxEA0P4fw/s320/IMG_4254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXpMfeBDnI/AAAAAAAABEw/5ZR6wSBGZbI/s1600-h/IMG_4280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117752952391536242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXpMfeBDnI/AAAAAAAABEw/5ZR6wSBGZbI/s320/IMG_4280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (gui drew/painted that for me! hahah i wish)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i met my family for dinner at SICC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXqdPeBDwI/AAAAAAAABF4/2js8hHH602g/s1600-h/IMG_4328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117754339665972994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXqdPeBDwI/AAAAAAAABF4/2js8hHH602g/s320/IMG_4328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXqdfeBDxI/AAAAAAAABGA/tvQ4aw_D1Io/s1600-h/IMG_4335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117754343960940306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXqdfeBDxI/AAAAAAAABGA/tvQ4aw_D1Io/s320/IMG_4335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXqdfeBDyI/AAAAAAAABGI/61613kBx7wk/s1600-h/IMG_4340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117754343960940322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXqdfeBDyI/AAAAAAAABGI/61613kBx7wk/s320/IMG_4340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dad's PAP smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;straight after that, i met &lt;strong&gt;kane, cai and peter&lt;/strong&gt; while kat met up with weidong! omg, while walking to the hilton, i bumped into &lt;strong&gt;TIMMY!&lt;/strong&gt; omg, had a shock of my life! hahah it was a nice surprise. (: cai was so high, he was walking along the streets of orchard without his shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always have fun with cai around. hahah! we had supper then went to cheekys. gosh, i rather not go there, but it was kinda fun. &lt;strong&gt;kat, daniel and priss&lt;/strong&gt; came to join us! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXrOveBDzI/AAAAAAAABGQ/96-k9WzEjIE/s1600-h/IMG_4343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117755190069497650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXrOveBDzI/AAAAAAAABGQ/96-k9WzEjIE/s320/IMG_4343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXrPPeBD2I/AAAAAAAABGo/vTT20On2k7A/s1600-h/IMG_4349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117755198659432290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXrPPeBD2I/AAAAAAAABGo/vTT20On2k7A/s320/IMG_4349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXrO_eBD0I/AAAAAAAABGY/mK99o1pTQlE/s1600-h/IMG_4345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117755194364464962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXrO_eBD0I/AAAAAAAABGY/mK99o1pTQlE/s320/IMG_4345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXrO_eBD1I/AAAAAAAABGg/jNQ51EBtahQ/s1600-h/IMG_4347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117755194364464978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXrO_eBD1I/AAAAAAAABGg/jNQ51EBtahQ/s320/IMG_4347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXrPPeBD3I/AAAAAAAABGw/nM-XPApIo4Y/s1600-h/IMG_4351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117755198659432306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXrPPeBD3I/AAAAAAAABGw/nM-XPApIo4Y/s320/IMG_4351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a morning walk, we had lunch with our grandparents then we met up with my mum at tiong bahru while she was doing her&lt;strong&gt; 'i love children'&lt;/strong&gt; campaign. you guys should check it out, it's quite inspiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX2CfeBEAI/AAAAAAAABHw/_7-d8xdXt8Y/s1600-h/IMG_4380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117767074244005890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX2CfeBEAI/AAAAAAAABHw/_7-d8xdXt8Y/s320/IMG_4380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX3-veBEBI/AAAAAAAABH4/RoYGmVyew1U/s1600-h/IMG_4393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117769208842752018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX3-veBEBI/AAAAAAAABH4/RoYGmVyew1U/s320/IMG_4393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX3_PeBECI/AAAAAAAABIA/tGJ72jxj3ik/s1600-h/IMG_4396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117769217432686626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX3_PeBECI/AAAAAAAABIA/tGJ72jxj3ik/s320/IMG_4396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX3_feBEEI/AAAAAAAABIQ/V8YidgZsbE4/s1600-h/IMG_4389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117769221727653954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX3_feBEEI/AAAAAAAABIQ/V8YidgZsbE4/s320/IMG_4389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX3_PeBEDI/AAAAAAAABII/-_OgYOqXYQQ/s1600-h/IMG_4402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117769217432686642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX3_PeBEDI/AAAAAAAABII/-_OgYOqXYQQ/s320/IMG_4402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX2CPeBD_I/AAAAAAAABHo/ukSI-owoD1g/s1600-h/IMG_4375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117767069949038578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX2CPeBD_I/AAAAAAAABHo/ukSI-owoD1g/s320/IMG_4375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; whenever i see this photo, i never fail to burst out laughing. HAHAH KATHI! hello my little goldfish (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, my parents and us went to meet my auntie for tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX7MfeBEGI/AAAAAAAABIg/3uqs_J3PcJI/s1600-h/IMG_4407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117772743600836706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX7MfeBEGI/AAAAAAAABIg/3uqs_J3PcJI/s320/IMG_4407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX7MveBEHI/AAAAAAAABIo/eNM0T5plQsc/s1600-h/IMG_4408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117772747895804018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX7MveBEHI/AAAAAAAABIo/eNM0T5plQsc/s320/IMG_4408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX7MveBEII/AAAAAAAABIw/w04Mfv-yT2A/s1600-h/IMG_4409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117772747895804034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX7MveBEII/AAAAAAAABIw/w04Mfv-yT2A/s320/IMG_4409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for dinner, kat and i went over to WOODLANDS to my other auntie's place for dinner. it was lovely. i seriously am so blessed to come from such an awesome loving family and i couldnt ask for a better one. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX9XveBELI/AAAAAAAABJI/gEeP-L4EQyE/s1600-h/IMG_4416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117775135897620658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX9XveBELI/AAAAAAAABJI/gEeP-L4EQyE/s320/IMG_4416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX9X_eBEMI/AAAAAAAABJQ/FRVsFvE3zDk/s1600-h/IMG_4422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117775140192587970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX9X_eBEMI/AAAAAAAABJQ/FRVsFvE3zDk/s320/IMG_4422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and this is just less than half of them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were talking about like the characteristic of the zodiac sign, and this is so cool. my aunt had this plate of all the animals and the description of the character of each animal. I'm a horse! i wonder if it's true. hahah! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX9V_eBEJI/AAAAAAAABI4/tFaw9nenuwg/s1600-h/IMG_4413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117775105832849554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX9V_eBEJI/AAAAAAAABI4/tFaw9nenuwg/s320/IMG_4413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX9XPeBEKI/AAAAAAAABJA/DGUGA1kCJOA/s1600-h/IMG_4415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117775127307686050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX9XPeBEKI/AAAAAAAABJA/DGUGA1kCJOA/s320/IMG_4415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Horse people are cheerful, skilful and perceptive. they are popular, talkative, confident and good looking. they are quick on the up-take, intelligent and have great ability. they manage money well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAH! what do you think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after dinner, kat and i went to nic's place to gamble! &lt;strong&gt;juncai, kane, jerilyn, priss, eng and joshua&lt;/strong&gt; were there! hahah! omg, a terrible night for all the big spenders, but it was so thrilling! hahah i lost all of kane's money. HAHAH! bad luck at cards, that why i should never gamble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX6yfeBEFI/AAAAAAAABIY/2ok0vuqQ29Q/s1600-h/IMG_4424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117772296924237906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX6yfeBEFI/AAAAAAAABIY/2ok0vuqQ29Q/s320/IMG_4424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYHKfeBEOI/AAAAAAAABJg/rQU-b5BrT90/s1600-h/IMG_4428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117785903380631778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYHKfeBEOI/AAAAAAAABJg/rQU-b5BrT90/s320/IMG_4428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYHJfeBENI/AAAAAAAABJY/L3rj8ZmqFpk/s1600-h/IMG_4426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117785886200762578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYHJfeBENI/AAAAAAAABJY/L3rj8ZmqFpk/s320/IMG_4426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, we went to the prata house to have supper with&lt;strong&gt; eng, cai and priss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Church! because it was fellowship sunday, so there was no ym. therefore i followed my mum to PnP. and this time, it was the children ministry that was leading the worship and i must say, SO CUTEE! if you ever need inspiration to have kids, you should have gone to that service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after a japanese lunch with family, spent some time with auntie val and uncle david. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX1e_eBD8I/AAAAAAAABHQ/ESVrsMARfbo/s1600-h/IMG_4352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117766464358649794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX1e_eBD8I/AAAAAAAABHQ/ESVrsMARfbo/s320/IMG_4352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX2CPeBD-I/AAAAAAAABHg/_aeEk1B9od0/s1600-h/IMG_4361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117767069949038562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX2CPeBD-I/AAAAAAAABHg/_aeEk1B9od0/s320/IMG_4361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX2B_eBD9I/AAAAAAAABHY/gk76XvhzWE0/s1600-h/IMG_4354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117767065654071250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwX2B_eBD9I/AAAAAAAABHY/gk76XvhzWE0/s320/IMG_4354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my sister, elisabeth ong. she's the brains of the family. just look at her goals for O's. hahah! someone slap her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;jianming&lt;/strong&gt; for a very early morning walk but turned out to be breakfast only. because i was seriously so so busy, i couldnt do anytime except in the morning! but anyways, it was fun (: i love hanging out with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so then i rushed home to change and went out with kat for lunch with auntie val and her sons. omg, they're so adorable. i love auntie val! i think she's the coolest and the most fashionable woman i know. and plus, she's freaking skinny! omg, SOOOO jealous. she is definately lighter than me. oh god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYMHfeBERI/AAAAAAAABJ4/kiZAC9zb13I/s1600-h/IMG_4447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117791349399163154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYMHfeBERI/AAAAAAAABJ4/kiZAC9zb13I/s320/IMG_4447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after shopping around for a while, kat and i made our way down to acs intl to support the soccer team against OFS. omg, it was so exciting! hahah &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYSXfeBESI/AAAAAAAABKA/M-gP1UbO_Tc/s1600-h/IMG_4449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117798221346836770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYSXfeBESI/AAAAAAAABKA/M-gP1UbO_Tc/s320/IMG_4449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYZ0veBETI/AAAAAAAABKI/Fy_zm7IKwik/s1600-h/IMG_4471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117806420439404850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYZ0veBETI/AAAAAAAABKI/Fy_zm7IKwik/s320/IMG_4471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYZ1PeBEUI/AAAAAAAABKQ/XIL25OdWiFw/s1600-h/IMG_4465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117806429029339458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwYZ1PeBEUI/AAAAAAAABKQ/XIL25OdWiFw/s320/IMG_4465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;james and i had our parallel bar time together! (: i love talking to james! anytime my love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i left on tuesday. it's always hard to leave but i guess it's just a matter of sucking in and just moving on. everytime i leave, i never fail to shed a few tears; because it is heartbreaking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i just wana say, thank you everyone for always making me feel so welcomed back. thank you for always making my trip back to singapore so enjoyable and lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll always be thinking of you my friends, miles away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/10275078-6501641709719893665?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6501641709719893665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=6501641709719893665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6501641709719893665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6501641709719893665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-update-on-my-trip-back-to-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RwXiHveBDEI/AAAAAAAABAg/-m9Sqht2dII/s72-c/IMG_4139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-6921887884781482244</id><published>2007-09-27T00:25:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-09-27T00:38:52.424+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK BITCHES! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back until tuesday! whoopiieee! sorry if i didnt tell you about coming back, i didnt tell anyone!&lt;br /&gt;i love giving surprises . (:&lt;br /&gt;i'll give a full update with pictures soon once i go back to Melbourne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I LOVE BEING BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys and girls, listen to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FM static&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; PLEASE. they are the Bomb. you'll fall in love with their lyircs and melody as soon as you hear them.&lt;br /&gt;1. Moment of Truth&lt;br /&gt;2. Nice piece of Art&lt;br /&gt;3. Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are ranked on my top list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-6921887884781482244?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6921887884781482244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=6921887884781482244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6921887884781482244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6921887884781482244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-back-bitches-im-back-until-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-2374580668020265706</id><published>2007-09-22T16:06:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:51.305+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RvTEVPeBDDI/AAAAAAAABAY/MzNAbVSqCg0/s1600-h/Birthday_Party_by_aliska.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112927346181082162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RvTEVPeBDDI/AAAAAAAABAY/MzNAbVSqCg0/s320/Birthday_Party_by_aliska.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The memories are for you to keep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last night was the BOMB&lt;/span&gt;. i had so much fun (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;danced retro and boy was the DJ awesome! songs like girlfriend, mama mia, that thing you do, and all the small things from blink came out. HAHAH! it was like a mini rock concert. great laughs and silly moves; plus to the fact that everyone (mainly kat, kate and tert) were piss ass drunk. HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;SEM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you should have been there when girlfriend came out. ): missed you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-2374580668020265706?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2374580668020265706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=2374580668020265706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2374580668020265706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2374580668020265706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/memories-are-for-you-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RvTEVPeBDDI/AAAAAAAABAY/MzNAbVSqCg0/s72-c/Birthday_Party_by_aliska.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-6919459826694787880</id><published>2007-09-21T01:46:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:51.471+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From cherished tune to secret shame, nothing documents the soundtrack of our lives quite like a &lt;u&gt;mixtape&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RvKfNB5OLPI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ExihYTaEO80/s1600-h/make_me_a_mixtape_by_conversation.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112323573214489842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RvKfNB5OLPI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ExihYTaEO80/s320/make_me_a_mixtape_by_conversation.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;music makes life more cinematric&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so damn fat! ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm fatter than a WHALE. my god&lt;br /&gt;if there's one psychological disorder i have to have, it would be anorexia. ( for a while only that is, then psychologist come cure me!)&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/10275078-6919459826694787880?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6919459826694787880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=6919459826694787880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6919459826694787880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6919459826694787880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/from-cherished-tune-to-secret-shame.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RvKfNB5OLPI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ExihYTaEO80/s72-c/make_me_a_mixtape_by_conversation.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7813924382826486923</id><published>2007-09-19T22:17:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:51.839+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I JUST FINISHED MY TERM THREE EXAMS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoohoo! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, happy happy happy! i cant begin to describe how last minute revision (first time learning) was this term. i swear, without melvin (for maths 2) i would have DIED. so THANK YOU MELVIN! YOU'RE A GENIUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on literature, i literally wrote the 2000 word essay the day before and i woke up at 6 o clock in the morning to memorise it. stupid trinity doesnt allow us to take in our literature books or notes. so have to remember our points. gahh! thank god i managed to cram in some stuff in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths 1, ACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah! so that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE exam period.&lt;br /&gt;daniel stayed over at our place for like 5 nights in a row. wake up, study, sleep, wake up..&lt;br /&gt;hahah! the whole routine! it was fun. and plus with haoyu coming over to play dota,&lt;br /&gt;sem stayed over one night to do work too..&lt;br /&gt;ah! it was fun but exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RvFXBh5OLOI/AAAAAAAABAI/73Hllh-ZixQ/s1600-h/SPM_A0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111962735832083682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RvFXBh5OLOI/AAAAAAAABAI/73Hllh-ZixQ/s320/SPM_A0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i'll break it down, you know i cant take this anymore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6MvVKPlxz4M" width="325" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming for you- jojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to this song now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the video is shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-7813924382826486923?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7813924382826486923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7813924382826486923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7813924382826486923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7813924382826486923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-just-finished-my-term-three-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RvFXBh5OLOI/AAAAAAAABAI/73Hllh-ZixQ/s72-c/SPM_A0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-83534065562381783</id><published>2007-09-13T22:38:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-09-13T22:53:30.157+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am taking the time away from my studies to blog about this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I WATCHED HAIRSPRAY TODAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAH! yes duh, it screams OUTDATED to all singaporeans. but it just came out in Australia! gosh, down under- boy are they outdated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anyway, it was an AWESOME movie, i Loved the songs. but but but, i swear the ending made me almost DIEE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the fat girl, tracy, GOT TO KISS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;ZAC EFRON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;OHMYGOOOODDDD! kill me, slap me, WHATTTTTA!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;half way through the show, i told daniel: "if that girl gets to kiss zac, i'll die!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND SHE DID! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no fair!&lt;/strong&gt; hahah i think i was the only one in the theatre that like screamed (hysterically) when they were like inching closer and closer. every inch, every no! hahahah! i was like "no.. no.. NOOO!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh, what a boo. i couldnt even bring myself to watch it. hahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FlhgP0FHn1E" width="325" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG. im really upset now ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-83534065562381783?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/83534065562381783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=83534065562381783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/83534065562381783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/83534065562381783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-taking-time-away-from-my-studies.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-2046286016765740386</id><published>2007-09-12T02:43:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:51.905+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a quick post before i fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's three plus in the morning now! gahh, i've been studying (trying to) for the past 6 hours! whoohoo! omg, i LOVE exam periods. it makes me feel so productive. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daniel eugene chandra&lt;/strong&gt; has been over at our place studying for the past three nights. omg, if i fail, i'll definitely blame him. that idiot and all his drama saga, seriously can 'dramatise' a person. hahah! but it's been fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's so funny with his really spastic retarded moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. he slipped on a pavement and tried to cover it up. (dramatically)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. when he was trying to sit on the floor with his BIG heavy bag, he fell back due to the weight. *bish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I try my best not to scream at him although he did praise my cooking&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. his favourite two words are "chicken backside" &lt;/p&gt;5. he's gona shoot blanks in the future due to methol. HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww, i love you too daniel! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RubOREQ96RI/AAAAAAAABAA/xohqP5Jt45c/s1600-h/n626460581_1153880_3933.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108997619896412434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RubOREQ96RI/AAAAAAAABAA/xohqP5Jt45c/s320/n626460581_1153880_3933.jpeg" 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/10275078-2046286016765740386?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2046286016765740386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=2046286016765740386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2046286016765740386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2046286016765740386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/quick-post-before-i-fall-asleep.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RubOREQ96RI/AAAAAAAABAA/xohqP5Jt45c/s72-c/n626460581_1153880_3933.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-1790296490471599443</id><published>2007-09-08T23:21:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:54.467+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (soon soon) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKu20Q96PI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ICHIuHYRSA0/s1600-h/IMG_4095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107837184157542642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKu20Q96PI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ICHIuHYRSA0/s320/IMG_4095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKu3EQ96QI/AAAAAAAAA_4/l91Rwiockt4/s1600-h/IMG_4097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107837188452509954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKu3EQ96QI/AAAAAAAAA_4/l91Rwiockt4/s320/IMG_4097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures of the party at bass lounge! it was awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKtFUQ96JI/AAAAAAAAA_A/gaBk-4UT5Sw/s1600-h/n626460581_1153895_8908.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107835234242390162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKtFUQ96JI/AAAAAAAAA_A/gaBk-4UT5Sw/s320/n626460581_1153895_8908.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love sem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKuZEQ96OI/AAAAAAAAA_o/2_IrLJNDC0s/s1600-h/IMG_4108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107836673056434402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKuZEQ96OI/AAAAAAAAA_o/2_IrLJNDC0s/s320/IMG_4108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fucks, cant remember his name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKtGEQ96KI/AAAAAAAAA_I/BQt0s9jlwho/s1600-h/IMG_4090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107835247127292066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKtGEQ96KI/AAAAAAAAA_I/BQt0s9jlwho/s320/IMG_4090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my love(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKtG0Q96LI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/1aHWKYv-U6M/s1600-h/IMG_4116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107835260012193970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKtG0Q96LI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/1aHWKYv-U6M/s320/IMG_4116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKtH0Q96MI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/6ji5PHDtV5g/s1600-h/IMG_4126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107835277192063170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKtH0Q96MI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/6ji5PHDtV5g/s320/IMG_4126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKrEUQ96GI/AAAAAAAAA-o/8KHcUwX_Tnc/s1600-h/n626460581_1153886_5938.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107833018039265378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKrEUQ96GI/AAAAAAAAA-o/8KHcUwX_Tnc/s320/n626460581_1153886_5938.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKrFkQ96HI/AAAAAAAAA-w/IMYqf2bgOpc/s1600-h/n626460581_1153880_3933.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107833039514101874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKrFkQ96HI/AAAAAAAAA-w/IMYqf2bgOpc/s320/n626460581_1153880_3933.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKrG0Q96II/AAAAAAAAA-4/fSKIvrLmpjs/s1600-h/IMG_4083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107833060988938370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKrG0Q96II/AAAAAAAAA-4/fSKIvrLmpjs/s320/IMG_4083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKuY0Q96NI/AAAAAAAAA_g/F-EFrv86ce4/s1600-h/n626460581_1153928_463a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107836668761467090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKuY0Q96NI/AAAAAAAAA_g/F-EFrv86ce4/s320/n626460581_1153928_463a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the other people who came! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, we had an after party at sem and belle's place. belle was wasted AGAIN! WHOOHOO! hahah! (: loves it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exams are coming up ): damn, i'm so dead for it. someone give me a preview of all the chapters please! i regret taking all MATHS subjects! my head is exploding! i wana take psyche! &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/10275078-1790296490471599443?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1790296490471599443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=1790296490471599443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1790296490471599443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1790296490471599443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-belle-soon-soon-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RuKu20Q96PI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ICHIuHYRSA0/s72-c/IMG_4095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4667665727256915682</id><published>2007-09-03T17:05:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:54.596+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd give you my world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rtu5fqlQY1I/AAAAAAAAA-g/sZkXsTaFjw8/s1600-h/mask.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105878556212224850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rtu5fqlQY1I/AAAAAAAAA-g/sZkXsTaFjw8/s320/mask.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/10275078-4667665727256915682?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4667665727256915682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4667665727256915682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4667665727256915682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4667665727256915682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/id-give-you-my-world.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rtu5fqlQY1I/AAAAAAAAA-g/sZkXsTaFjw8/s72-c/mask.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-6856483723134925307</id><published>2007-09-02T18:30:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:54.879+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Just wait and see, you gotta hear what i have to say, I'm in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not so far away.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rtp956lQY0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/wEJtbSEjazM/s1600-h/DSC04126.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105531561509413698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rtp956lQY0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/wEJtbSEjazM/s320/DSC04126.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had drama meeting at 9 am this lazy sunday morning and the streets were so quiet! omg, like a semi ghost town. everyone warm in their beds while i'm walking to FSC. Sigh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so then went for lunch with calvin, haoyu and kat. we sinfully treated ourselves to TWO cakes - &lt;strong&gt;strawberry cheesecake and chocolate marshmellow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was orgasmic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next it was maths maths maths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just realised how little time left i have until term 3 exams. ): &lt;strong&gt;Literature&lt;/strong&gt; 1500 word essay to plan, 10 lectures (i know nothing about) of &lt;strong&gt;Maths 2&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Maths 1&lt;/strong&gt; (i dont even wana say how dead i am for Maths 1). &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;save me please!&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/10275078-6856483723134925307?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6856483723134925307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=6856483723134925307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6856483723134925307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6856483723134925307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-wait-and-see-you-gotta-hear-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rtp956lQY0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/wEJtbSEjazM/s72-c/DSC04126.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3845596147426018445</id><published>2007-09-01T18:47:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:55.087+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RtlyBalQYzI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/v0M2nQmino8/s1600-h/pills.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105237021242188594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RtlyBalQYzI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/v0M2nQmino8/s320/pills.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when you were young, you had an image of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it how you imagined it to be now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-3845596147426018445?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3845596147426018445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3845596147426018445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3845596147426018445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3845596147426018445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-you-were-young-you-had-image-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RtlyBalQYzI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/v0M2nQmino8/s72-c/pills.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-1789457158441622934</id><published>2007-08-31T02:02:00.008+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:55.408+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahah! you know, when i was thinking whether or not i should post that photo, i was worried that it would send off a wrong message or whatever. and i guess it did. but i went ahead with it because jem means nothing more to me than a friend. there was seriously no intention to cause dispute or anything because i mean it's Just a photo. One photo that i just found and thought it was nice; that's all to it. i dont see how it would in any way 'hurt' (?) or cause any harm to jem's feelings. i'm truely happy that jem has found a girlfriend that he cares for and i wish them all the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To me, he is nothing more but a friend that i have not spoken to in a really long time. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rtb47qlQYyI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zn63SQi5f1c/s1600-h/IMG_8796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104540931597558562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rtb47qlQYyI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zn63SQi5f1c/s320/IMG_8796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I miss everyone of you like crazy! ): From P5 till now, it's just amazing how we have all grown up together and leading different lives now. although worlds apart, we know that deep down we'll be there for one another. we must have another reunion soon!! december okay?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the entire day today trying to work on my maths. it was a failure. belle and sem came over for dinner and we watched &lt;strong&gt;'so you think you can dance'&lt;/strong&gt; !! boy do i love that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEX&lt;/span&gt; came back! hahah! (: what a moron. i must say he has a really REALLY high self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i cant tag on my tagboard now, no idea why. but i will soon! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-1789457158441622934?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1789457158441622934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=1789457158441622934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1789457158441622934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1789457158441622934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/hahah-you-know-when-i-was-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rtb47qlQYyI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zn63SQi5f1c/s72-c/IMG_8796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-1854242007780732749</id><published>2007-08-29T22:23:00.028+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:55.586+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;If there's one thing you should know, it's that I'm stuck on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RtV5MqlQYxI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ni3aoPQx0Jk/s1600-h/IMG_1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104119011190268690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RtV5MqlQYxI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ni3aoPQx0Jk/s320/IMG_1092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kathi is going for the death trap. and im helping her go into it. HAHAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you too kat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh, i was SO tired today. I literally fell asleep in literature lecture and maths 1 tute. All because of i stayed up late last night talking to jm. Ah, i miss that bugger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-1854242007780732749?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1854242007780732749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=1854242007780732749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1854242007780732749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1854242007780732749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-theres-one-thing-you-should-know-its.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RtV5MqlQYxI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ni3aoPQx0Jk/s72-c/IMG_1092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-1122627298756652746</id><published>2007-08-28T22:12:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:55.919+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RtQdZ6lQYwI/AAAAAAAAA94/HsVrD0Ttb5M/s1600-h/PC250156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103736608777069314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RtQdZ6lQYwI/AAAAAAAAA94/HsVrD0Ttb5M/s320/PC250156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank God for Weekends too! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg, partying through friday, saturday and sunday really drains your energy. but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fun Fun Fun!(:&lt;/span&gt; saturday was ladies night over at bass lounge, though i didnt really wana go because i was so exhausted from Friday, i still went cause kathi dragged me there. ahiyoi. but anyhow, it was still fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on sunday, we spent the night at sem and belle's place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is tuesday ): we're in the middle of the week now. Sigh Time to STUDY.. term 3 exam&lt;/div&gt;are coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;today eng msged me! omg pal! i miss you SO badly.. ): &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/10275078-1122627298756652746?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1122627298756652746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=1122627298756652746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1122627298756652746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1122627298756652746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/thank-god-for-weekends-too-omg-partying.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RtQdZ6lQYwI/AAAAAAAAA94/HsVrD0Ttb5M/s72-c/PC250156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-5249870974260307170</id><published>2007-08-25T18:21:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-08-25T18:33:46.476+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, last night was awesome! (: i had SOOO  much fun and the good thing was that i was not drunk. YESSS! and i woke up with zero regrets or "oh-no-s" heh (: (: i woke up with a smile!&lt;br /&gt;last night was like a little adventure for kat and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, we met at belle and sem's place for pre-drinks before heading down to seven.&lt;br /&gt;jeremy (stranger) called me So many times to meet him at seven now now . and i was like i cant! so i told him that my girlfriend didnt allow me to. HAHAH! so belle dear was my girlfriend for the night.&lt;br /&gt;first response was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"YAY! I'M ATTACHED AGAIN!"&lt;/span&gt; hahaha! omg, laughs.&lt;br /&gt;was kinda sad that sem wasnt going with us. ): she had to finish her essay! (which in the end she didnt complete ANYWAYS)&lt;br /&gt;so belle, kat, rim, celina and i made our way down to seven. WHOOHOO! what started out as a girls night ended up with like groups of guy friends joining us in the Queue. it was kinda funny how everyone ended up at the club last night. i mean, esp for celina. *PHEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat and i had to 'escape' from these two guys. HAHAH! after getting free drinks from them (52 DOLLARSS!) we sort of ditched them. and i swear it was so hard shaking them off. okay, it's mean but i mean, they offered to buy us drinks and just because they bought us drinks doesnt mean anything. so yeahh, we had to like get people to save us. heh like ben, richard and shawn? omg, hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"omg, save us!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the night ended on an awesome note. i swear, trinity people are seriously an extrodinary bunch of people.&lt;br /&gt;maybe except for belle. my poor girl got SO drunk. AT LAST i could take care of her and not the other way around. hahah WHOOHOO! i love belle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i wish i took pictures. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-5249870974260307170?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5249870974260307170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=5249870974260307170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5249870974260307170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5249870974260307170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/thank-god-its-friday-omg-last-night-was.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-5910713696345949563</id><published>2007-08-23T20:42:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:56.095+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Please send me anything but signals that are mixed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rs1w26lQYvI/AAAAAAAAA9w/c9hBCcXkM-I/s1600-h/cw-antm-jaslene-container_004980-829628-500x647.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101858041621406450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rs1w26lQYvI/AAAAAAAAA9w/c9hBCcXkM-I/s320/cw-antm-jaslene-container_004980-829628-500x647.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stayed at home for the whole day today (besides yingthai for a late lunch) and i finished my HOI essay. Hurray! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1900 words in two days. I'm awesome. hahah! cant wait for tmr! it's time to party baby. whoohoo!&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/10275078-5910713696345949563?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5910713696345949563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=5910713696345949563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5910713696345949563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5910713696345949563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/please-send-me-anything-but-signals.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rs1w26lQYvI/AAAAAAAAA9w/c9hBCcXkM-I/s72-c/cw-antm-jaslene-container_004980-829628-500x647.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-2708665461377244582</id><published>2007-08-23T00:49:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:27:56.966+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;crazy sexy losers, loaded with beer. this shit aint welcome here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH! it was what kat and i heard from these two drunkards screaming out that phrase over and over again on the street while walking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;AHH I LOVE MELBOURNE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dong just said he misses me on his nick. HAHHA! i miss you too dongdong!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i am going &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GAGA&lt;/span&gt; over this boy. Omg, he drives me insane. Ah! SOOOO CUTEEEE! Although i think he's not my type, but who cares. he's so cuteee!! wth. im like swooning. it's been a while since i've felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little things i miss. Random photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsxh3KlQYsI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/eP2xg-Oj-8o/s1600-h/IMG_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101560078265246402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsxh3KlQYsI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/eP2xg-Oj-8o/s320/IMG_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy and daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsxh26lQYrI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/z6Tw1b_u6ds/s1600-h/IMG_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101560073970279090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsxh26lQYrI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/z6Tw1b_u6ds/s320/IMG_0491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my huge family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsxh3alQYtI/AAAAAAAAA9g/_3CcgFpb7UA/s1600-h/CLARISSAS+BDAY+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101560082560213714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsxh3alQYtI/AAAAAAAAA9g/_3CcgFpb7UA/s320/CLARISSAS+BDAY+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarissa's birthday banner! alex, jia, remember this! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsxZM6lQYpI/AAAAAAAAA9A/GCcWzqNzP4s/s1600-h/IMG_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101550556322751122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsxZM6lQYpI/AAAAAAAAA9A/GCcWzqNzP4s/s320/IMG_1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shumei and johnny. Ah, those were the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsxZM6lQYqI/AAAAAAAAA9I/6JihmEvOQKU/s1600-h/bio+class,+as+usual.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101550556322751138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsxZM6lQYqI/AAAAAAAAA9I/6JihmEvOQKU/s320/bio+class,+as+usual.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerilyn! my bimbo in crime, i miss you so! omg, you little skank! come back from LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsxWsalQYoI/AAAAAAAAA84/9A8TG5PEPXE/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101547798953747074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsxWsalQYoI/AAAAAAAAA84/9A8TG5PEPXE/s320/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a random photo of nigel i decided to post (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I always needed time on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're gone, the pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're gone, the face I came to know is missing too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you're gone, the words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've never felt this way before, everything that I do reminds me of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love the things that you do, when you walk away I count the steps that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;We were made for each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Out here forever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything I'd do, I'd give my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-2708665461377244582?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2708665461377244582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=2708665461377244582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2708665461377244582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2708665461377244582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/crazy-sexy-losers-loaded-with-beer.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsxh3KlQYsI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/eP2xg-Oj-8o/s72-c/IMG_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7030326880162196213</id><published>2007-08-18T21:29:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:00.237+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish I could be every little thing you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have posted for so long because i have no internet! omg, i'm dying. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;but well it has been an interesting week. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week in melb uni, it's called the &lt;strong&gt;weird week&lt;/strong&gt;. where a group of students will do retarded things like running into lectures naked. that sort of thing. hahah! anyway, i saw&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; 'borat and his fat partner'&lt;/span&gt; running &lt;u&gt;butt naked&lt;/u&gt; out of union house! OMG, the boys and my mouth dropped. HAHAH! i wish i had the quick enough reflexes to take out a camera and snap a photo, but NOO! i was too slow! gosh. could have been picture perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been going to the &lt;strong&gt;gym&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt; ever since wednesday. WHOOHOO! hahah deciding to change my unhealthy lifestyle to a healthy one! YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it was rim's birthday this week and so on friday we made a trip down to seven to celebrate. (: on the way there was major packed with fun and laughter. HAHAH! in the club itself.. it was alright. hahah i had nice company(: photos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday rim! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqpDKlQYfI/AAAAAAAAA7w/L1hg2UgQ6tg/s1600-h/IMG_3913a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101075399795827186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqpDKlQYfI/AAAAAAAAA7w/L1hg2UgQ6tg/s320/IMG_3913a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq4oqlQYjI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/CwmsRLTDlyk/s1600-h/n626460581_994427_4462.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101092536715338290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq4oqlQYjI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/CwmsRLTDlyk/s320/n626460581_994427_4462.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(the april intake people that were there (: )&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq1wKlQYhI/AAAAAAAAA8A/dKkM7gOvwzw/s1600-h/IMG_3916a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101089367029473810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq1wKlQYhI/AAAAAAAAA8A/dKkM7gOvwzw/s320/IMG_3916a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq6CqlQYlI/AAAAAAAAA8g/0H68zV-3npU/s1600-h/IMG_3930a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101094082903564882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq6CqlQYlI/AAAAAAAAA8g/0H68zV-3npU/s320/IMG_3930a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tert, me, swang, kate, kat, belle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq4o6lQYkI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/v1NDDLjaacw/s1600-h/n626460581_994414_1567.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101092541010305602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq4o6lQYkI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/v1NDDLjaacw/s320/n626460581_994414_1567.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sem! my gym buddy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq1wqlQYiI/AAAAAAAAA8I/TEYIYradQO8/s1600-h/IMG_3929a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101089375619408418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq1wqlQYiI/AAAAAAAAA8I/TEYIYradQO8/s320/IMG_3929a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katkat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqpBKlQYbI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/9fxCaqcRCmc/s1600-h/IMG_3894a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101075365436088754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqpBKlQYbI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/9fxCaqcRCmc/s320/IMG_3894a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqpB6lQYcI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/gfFQEdu39jU/s1600-h/IMG_3898a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101075378320990658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqpB6lQYcI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/gfFQEdu39jU/s320/IMG_3898a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sem's boyfriend: you wish belle! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqpCalQYdI/AAAAAAAAA7g/caLkGgGlNMk/s1600-h/IMG_3903a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101075386910925266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqpCalQYdI/AAAAAAAAA7g/caLkGgGlNMk/s320/IMG_3903a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yond and celina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqpCqlQYeI/AAAAAAAAA7o/3P-6n_51ZTw/s1600-h/IMG_3911a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101075391205892578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqpCqlQYeI/AAAAAAAAA7o/3P-6n_51ZTw/s320/IMG_3911a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love this photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqlFqlQYYI/AAAAAAAAA64/xhzgGTbk_xE/s1600-h/IMG_3884a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101071044698988930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqlFqlQYYI/AAAAAAAAA64/xhzgGTbk_xE/s320/IMG_3884a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqlGKlQYZI/AAAAAAAAA7A/lPd-3NIHOGw/s1600-h/IMG_3886a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101071053288923538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqlGKlQYZI/AAAAAAAAA7A/lPd-3NIHOGw/s320/IMG_3886a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq0Q6lQYgI/AAAAAAAAA74/ZVF3eBJBDvY/s1600-h/IMG_3887a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101087730646934018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq0Q6lQYgI/AAAAAAAAA74/ZVF3eBJBDvY/s320/IMG_3887a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, sem, kat and belle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqlHalQYaI/AAAAAAAAA7I/WU9nm8xLsYE/s1600-h/IMG_3891a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101071074763760034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqlHalQYaI/AAAAAAAAA7I/WU9nm8xLsYE/s320/IMG_3891a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brothers for the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq6C6lQYmI/AAAAAAAAA8o/ONmmX-bsn80/s1600-h/n626460581_994436_6568.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101094087198532194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsq6C6lQYmI/AAAAAAAAA8o/ONmmX-bsn80/s320/n626460581_994436_6568.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsqf1alQYUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/FSNcdwtZQyU/s1600-h/IMG_3854a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101065267967975746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsqf1alQYUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/FSNcdwtZQyU/s320/IMG_3854a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsqf5KlQYVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/vJj-y8Iyoeg/s1600-h/IMG_3860a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101065332392485202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsqf5KlQYVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/vJj-y8Iyoeg/s320/IMG_3860a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yond! the idiot that teases me every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsqf7KlQYWI/AAAAAAAAA6o/tHbkgb_V9B8/s1600-h/IMG_3862a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101065366752223586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rsqf7KlQYWI/AAAAAAAAA6o/tHbkgb_V9B8/s320/IMG_3862a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqbdalQYTI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/eNbW7MkDtNE/s1600-h/IMG_3850a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101060457604604210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqbdalQYTI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/eNbW7MkDtNE/s320/IMG_3850a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am SO stressed out about my HOI essay, 1500 words to write and i have not even started. i dont even know what to write! gahh. and so, &lt;strong&gt;im moody, bitchy, grouchy and clingy&lt;/strong&gt;. AHHH! all bad bad traits.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUSTIN! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsrBcqlQYnI/AAAAAAAAA8w/qYfHwn4b7yo/s1600-h/IMG_2800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101102226161558130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsrBcqlQYnI/AAAAAAAAA8w/qYfHwn4b7yo/s320/IMG_2800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we gave him a surprise birthday bash on sunday, and we played mindless drinking games and card games. heh (what school?) and only came back around 5. ah, needless to say, Monday was a useless day. gosh, Swang stayed over though! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll upload photos of his 'party' soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sem has a section of 'kristi quotes' on her blog. HAHAH! omg, i feel so stupid! because apparently i say something stupid or retarded every day. like for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristi: omg, i feel so cold i feel like im in winter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sometimes i amuse myself.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btw, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SPRING IS ON ITS WAYYYY! (:&lt;/span&gt; HURRAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sem, belle, kat and i&lt;/strong&gt; were on the high while walking to union house today and then suddenly, i saw PINK in my face. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FLOWERRR!&lt;/span&gt; hahah YES! there were flowers growing from the trees! instead of bare naked branches. omg, happy happy! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes yes yes!&lt;/span&gt; that made my day all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had a HUGE craving for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;snickers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today; and i bought a MAXI one. *sighs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really should get started on my essay. ): save me please! &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/10275078-7030326880162196213?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7030326880162196213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7030326880162196213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7030326880162196213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7030326880162196213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wish-i-could-be-every-little-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RsqpDKlQYfI/AAAAAAAAA7w/L1hg2UgQ6tg/s72-c/IMG_3913a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4585061642033166653</id><published>2007-08-09T23:49:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:52:32.943+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sometimes i find my heart slipping home from school to talk to you, because i know you'd be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sometimes i find my brain slipping into thoughts of you, because i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's inevitable; at it's best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-4585061642033166653?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4585061642033166653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4585061642033166653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4585061642033166653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4585061642033166653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/sometimes-i-find-my-heart-slipping-home.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-594017511708501954</id><published>2007-08-09T11:32:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:01.849+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; HAPPY NATIONAL DAY SINGAPORE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i cant believe im not in singapore right now . yes i am a patriotic singaporean. HAHAH! i love PAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every year i have always been going to the National Day Parade. and always something special happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Day 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqJWoiZy5I/AAAAAAAAA5w/B1TtjZhnXqk/s1600-h/IMG_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096536950254979986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqJWoiZy5I/AAAAAAAAA5w/B1TtjZhnXqk/s320/IMG_0549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqAVoiZy1I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/IoAkYcXDF_A/s1600-h/IMG_0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096527037470460754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqAVoiZy1I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/IoAkYcXDF_A/s320/IMG_0571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqAWIiZy2I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/R2xCheLlPoM/s1600-h/IMG_0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096527046060395362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqAWIiZy2I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/R2xCheLlPoM/s320/IMG_0568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the sea of red, the kallang wave. whooo! hahah i miss home ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rrp-HIiZy0I/AAAAAAAAA5I/ZcpAkx0D24k/s1600-h/IMG_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096524589339102018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rrp-HIiZy0I/AAAAAAAAA5I/ZcpAkx0D24k/s320/IMG_0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;the fireworks (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqJXoiZy7I/AAAAAAAAA6A/yE2BnRo30wo/s1600-h/IMG_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096536967434849202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqJXoiZy7I/AAAAAAAAA6A/yE2BnRo30wo/s320/IMG_0615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqJW4iZy6I/AAAAAAAAA54/9_e-QSUgp7g/s1600-h/IMG_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096536954549947298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqJW4iZy6I/AAAAAAAAA54/9_e-QSUgp7g/s320/IMG_0610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rrq1noiZy8I/AAAAAAAAA6I/oaW3Wxl_7yI/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096585620824378306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rrq1noiZy8I/AAAAAAAAA6I/oaW3Wxl_7yI/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after parade reception-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqJVYiZy3I/AAAAAAAAA5g/qhUGAiQyTPc/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096536928780143474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqJVYiZy3I/AAAAAAAAA5g/qhUGAiQyTPc/s320/IMG_0656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr lee kwan yew (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqJV4iZy4I/AAAAAAAAA5o/n1BPlDeiCcc/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096536937370078082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqJV4iZy4I/AAAAAAAAA5o/n1BPlDeiCcc/s320/IMG_0652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they actually baked that cake. it looked so real . heh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this year, 2007, we'll be celebrating it in Melbourne. hahah! you have no idea how 'on' singaporeans are. hahah! all wearing red AND white. pretty damn awesome. it's fun . heh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A group of 10 of us are gona go to &lt;strong&gt;chomp chomp&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner to relive our 'eating singaporean food' moments. hahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so to those in singapore, soak in your holiday! while we self-declare one ourselves. hahah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many misses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-594017511708501954?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/594017511708501954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=594017511708501954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/594017511708501954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/594017511708501954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-national-day-singapore-omg-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrqJWoiZy5I/AAAAAAAAA5w/B1TtjZhnXqk/s72-c/IMG_0549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7403600460437409079</id><published>2007-08-07T14:54:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-08-07T15:02:37.195+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been in hell for the past THREE days.&lt;br /&gt;i've been literally bed-ridden with a temperature of 39.4 with severe cough and just body aches all over.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to&lt;strong&gt; kathi&lt;/strong&gt; who spread it to everyone on the planet, namely me belle sem celina.&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;strong&gt; kathi&lt;/strong&gt; is playing annoying songs that spin my head round and round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"have you ever been in lovvveeee?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;-best friend by toybox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GODD seriously?!! &lt;strong&gt;it sure brings tickles in my tummy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please pray for me that i will get well soon (:&lt;br /&gt;my eyeballs feel like they are gona pop out any moment now, so i guess i better go back to bed. much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-7403600460437409079?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7403600460437409079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7403600460437409079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7403600460437409079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7403600460437409079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-been-in-hell-for-past-three-days.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7477450718112230410</id><published>2007-08-05T00:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-08-05T01:06:31.130+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was Such a long day. i was abruptly awaken up by kathi who wanted to go to the doctor. and Stupid australia is such a retarded country. all the nearby clinics closes at 1 pm or that they are fully booked. OMG, kill me.&lt;br /&gt;i had a panic attack cause i didnt know what to do, so i called my mummy and just cried. AH!&lt;br /&gt;so convinced kat to go to the hospital with me, and called &lt;strong&gt;melvin and houyu&lt;/strong&gt; just in case. they are such sweet boys. (:&lt;br /&gt;and and AND the stupid hospital took SO long, cause kathi was a 'minor case'. so then we decided to go down to another one and at last kathi got a doctor. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;i was so surprised that i didnt blow up at the blonde nurse.&lt;br /&gt;she was so ignorant!&lt;br /&gt;it's times like this that you look back and say, i wish i was in singapore right now. hahah! private hospitals, proper attendance and all the works.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my family ): Really badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-7477450718112230410?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7477450718112230410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7477450718112230410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7477450718112230410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7477450718112230410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-such-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-74834477780110474</id><published>2007-08-03T18:27:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:02.080+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is the way you left me, I'm not pretending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;No hope, no love, no glory, No Happy Ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is the way that we love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Like it's forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then live the rest of our life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But not together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;to tell the truth, i was feeling really lousy this morning. kat is sad, i'm sad too. i dont know.. but then the boys came (: hahah!&lt;strong&gt; i love justin, nigel and kevin.&lt;/strong&gt; seriously one of a kind. they were bullying me as usual! but this time, they were trying to put a whole cardboard box over me! ): omg, i was like "go away go away!" hahah! and of COURSE they succeeded like ten thousand times. SIGH. i tried chasing them, but oh wells you know i cant run ): nigel was skipping while i was running after him . ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;playing outside the union house, good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been doing alot of thinking lately, all bottled up capped safely. i seriously dont know why this year has just been full of just horrible guys. sigh, it just comes one after the other and it's like not stopping.. i just wana get away from all the 'drama', and all that shit. but i always go right into another one again once the other is 'gone'. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i love 2007, but can you please go a little faster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i want this year to end so badly. you have no idea how sick and tired i am... sometimes i wana scream but most of the time, i just wana cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes i just wish you could just come over and give me a hug and tell me all will be fine. Because that's all i need from you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrLyRYiZyzI/AAAAAAAAA5A/TCzGWaLLpqs/s1600-h/borrow.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094400508967897906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrLyRYiZyzI/AAAAAAAAA5A/TCzGWaLLpqs/s320/borrow.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm a little more than what you think of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;music on my mind:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;happy ending- mika&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/10275078-74834477780110474?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/74834477780110474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=74834477780110474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/74834477780110474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/74834477780110474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-way-you-left-me-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RrLyRYiZyzI/AAAAAAAAA5A/TCzGWaLLpqs/s72-c/borrow.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3995943059673034646</id><published>2007-08-03T12:02:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2007-08-03T12:03:13.488+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh, i feel bad for that post.. &lt;br /&gt;i've never 'slammed' anyone on my blog before like this, and somehow i feel terrible.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bitchy! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-3995943059673034646?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3995943059673034646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3995943059673034646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3995943059673034646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3995943059673034646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/08/argh-i-feel-bad-for-that-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-1665783166724932401</id><published>2007-07-29T20:18:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:23:16.244+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this will be a VERY wordy post because all the pictures are not with me! ): yikes! but anyway, i'll edit it when i get them. (:&lt;br /&gt;i have not blogged in ages! omg, okay here goes. a complete run through of my week. (:&lt;br /&gt;the weekdays have been all work work and work and a little drama. i hate it! and of course, just as usual the weekends came at last (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday night:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the night with &lt;strong&gt;kathi, nigel, justin and kevin&lt;/strong&gt; at nigel's place . silly boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;wednesday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A DAY! i blasted at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NICOLAS heng chee bai&lt;/span&gt; because i was so pissed off with him! Argh, totally got on the wrong side of me. to summarise the whole thing, he's a plain shit-ass jerk bastard. if i could kill him, i would. but he's not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;thursday night&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had pot luck with the april intake people at sem and belle's place! by the time everyone got down, it was So late! But it was sooo good. Great Food, Great company. by the time we got home, it was around 5. and so again, i couldn't wake up for school . but luckily, i only had two periods after lunch . (: *phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;friday night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the one and only lecture of HOI, &lt;strong&gt;swang, kathi and i&lt;/strong&gt; went to watch &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the simpsons.&lt;/span&gt; we went there with &lt;strong&gt;nigel, justin, kevin and jean&lt;/strong&gt; at first but because swang and us had to meet tert and kate for a before party, we watched the earlier one. *thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;winter wonderland!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a party at Seven. it was Okayy.. i cant say it was great great, but it was alright. i was so pissed drunk, i can only say Embarrassingg!! ): SIGH i dont think i can ever drag my ass up to school anymore. ): but overall, it was awesome (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;saturday night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joined&lt;strong&gt; sem, belle and sam&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner at chilli padi. (: then we had a semi movie marathon at their place. OhMyGod, i ADORE chick flicks. HAHAH! i was going crazy wild while watching it. SO sweet! but before the chick flick, we had to watch this movie which was so Intense! ): it was about drugs and what it can do to your life and man, i'm NEVER taking drugs. so it was an intense movie then a chick flick followed by a relaxing movie. the holiday and boys&amp;girls! (: we went home at like FOUR! and we walked all the way back.. *cold!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday night:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello tonight! i woke up at like 4 today and by the time i finished eating lunch, it was time to meet lix and ricebar for dinner. i came out in my specs! and it's Grey's Finale tonight!! but but but, cant watch since sem and belle are watching the Big Brother Finale. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZACH I SUPPORT YOU!&lt;/span&gt; omg, i LOVE him! (: he's so cute. so anyway, i'm here now typing out this entry while waiting everyone to come over for our usual sunday night talkie. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i have only known [him] for -. But if you took every memory, every moment, if you stretched them end to end- they'd reach forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished reading 'my sister's secret' by Jodi Picoult and i must say it is an Awesome book. i recommand it to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be updated soon! i promise (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-1665783166724932401?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1665783166724932401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=1665783166724932401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1665783166724932401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1665783166724932401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-will-be-very-wordy-post-because.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4948404875307064934</id><published>2007-07-23T23:18:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-07-23T23:22:25.711+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Babble babble bitch bitch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rebel rebel party party&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem's most recent song obsession. I must say, it's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KxDiucKgb_Y" width="325" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the new shit- marilyn manson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-4948404875307064934?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4948404875307064934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4948404875307064934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4948404875307064934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4948404875307064934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/babble-babble-bitch-bitch-rebel-rebel.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7524615015646857981</id><published>2007-07-23T19:58:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:03.003+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm such a tv addict. ): every night it's just way too cold to go out and so, i resort to accompanying the tv and occassionally having crazy people who can walk in the cold drop by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i forgot to say thank you victoria, jerilyn and ben for being there when i got my tatt. (: omg, VIC! thanks for holding my hand. HAHAH! sorry if i squeezed it too hard. i love you THISSSS much (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSLEoiZytI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/OIfT5Qvai8s/s1600-h/IMG_3701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090346390552955602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSLEoiZytI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/OIfT5Qvai8s/s320/IMG_3701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;well school has been alright, nothing much has been happening except for getting back results from last exams. GOSH, everything was okay except my maths! silly me thought that by taking up All Maths subjects, it would pull my grades up. but Nooo, they're pulling me down instead! ): SIGH and it's only the second week of school and i'm already so stressed. i feel the need to study! gahh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had our &lt;u&gt;'non-alcoholic, healthy'&lt;/u&gt; Friday meeting at starbucks. something i've not done in a really very long time! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i had to spend the weekends with my daddy and brother because they just came down from the mountains. They skiied! omg, so damn fun. i wanted to go as well la! but my daddy fell down and hurt his leg! and now he has to go for operation. ahiyoi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday night: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bass Lounge- Uniform Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun (: so anyway, i'll let the pictures do the talking (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSPUYiZyxI/AAAAAAAAA4w/-c-GCodcu_Q/s1600-h/IMG_3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090351059182406418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSPUYiZyxI/AAAAAAAAA4w/-c-GCodcu_Q/s320/IMG_3671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSPToiZywI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Hqjq4hkYqdg/s1600-h/IMG_3642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090351046297504514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSPToiZywI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Hqjq4hkYqdg/s320/IMG_3642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSPU4iZyyI/AAAAAAAAA44/uZKYuFwtJGw/s1600-h/IMG_3695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090351067772341026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSPU4iZyyI/AAAAAAAAA44/uZKYuFwtJGw/s320/IMG_3695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSPS4iZyvI/AAAAAAAAA4g/algVz04mbaw/s1600-h/IMG_3635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090351033412602610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSPS4iZyvI/AAAAAAAAA4g/algVz04mbaw/s320/IMG_3635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only have that a few with me now because i didnt bring my camera. but i'll post them up later. the boys will be up soon.(: internet's really slow now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSLFYiZyuI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/60KyBz18AwI/s1600-h/IMG_3707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090346403437857506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSLFYiZyuI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/60KyBz18AwI/s320/IMG_3707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Most of our life is a series of images. They pass us by like towns on the highway. But sometimes a moment stuns us as it happens. And we know that this instant is more than a fleeting image. We know that this moment, every part of it, will live on forever.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you james! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;: went to CHURCH!with kat and sem (: planetshakers. and this time it was MASSIVE! the two services joined together and it was awesome. SO MANY PEOPLE! so after, we joined belle and SAM (belle's best friend whom last minute took a flight down with belle and is gona be here for the next 10 days. whoohoo!) for meekong. (: and after that we had our sunday night talkie.hahah! sem and i lost our bet! ): gahh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love moments like these. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-7524615015646857981?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7524615015646857981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7524615015646857981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7524615015646857981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7524615015646857981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-such-tv-addict.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RqSLEoiZytI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/OIfT5Qvai8s/s72-c/IMG_3701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-1952092036933737057</id><published>2007-07-17T23:02:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:44:40.105+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH M GEE i've got a new idol: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VICTORIA BECKHAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;she's major. (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA! i just watched her 'documentary?' on tv and she's so funny. it's no wonder she's called posh. she IS posh.&lt;br /&gt;'it's time to look miserable"&lt;br /&gt;i hope youtube has it.&lt;br /&gt;ah! i'm gona wear damn damn high heels everyday to school because she does that All The Time. HAHAH ! gosh, i'm a fanatic. (:&lt;br /&gt;"i would be caught dead in flats."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1TmZS1OkUc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1TmZS1OkUc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perish the thought (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, this shows I've really become a tv addict. Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;But you have to agree with me, Victoria Beckham is MAJOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life in Melbourne is really mundane. ):&lt;br /&gt;just cant wait for the weekend. (: whoopiee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-1952092036933737057?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1952092036933737057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=1952092036933737057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1952092036933737057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1952092036933737057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-m-gee-ive-got-new-idol-victoria.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-2248364992917917691</id><published>2007-07-16T12:58:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-07-16T13:06:52.611+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just arrived back in Melbourne. ):&lt;br /&gt;I cant say i'm happy to be back because honestly I'm really not. I'm in no mood to go back to class and much less stay here. I wana go back to Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was for such a short period of time only, I'm still glad I got to spend every minute with you guys. (:&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be uploaded soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-2248364992917917691?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2248364992917917691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=2248364992917917691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2248364992917917691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2248364992917917691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-just-arrived-back-in-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-9052601346137820236</id><published>2007-07-12T22:30:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-07-12T22:41:13.260+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I met Ben zd today.&lt;br /&gt;I watched Harry Potter today.&lt;br /&gt;I got my tattoo today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;M, i dont know if it's your doing by if it is, ask your friends to back off. it's childish and immature. If you want to vent, then I'm open to hear whatever you have to say. but doing this, is just stupid. get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off to watch grey's. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-9052601346137820236?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/9052601346137820236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=9052601346137820236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/9052601346137820236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/9052601346137820236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-met-ben-zd-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4758019419342613525</id><published>2007-07-10T23:10:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:05.265+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You make me wana love again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to sentosa yesterday! omg, ive not been there for like god knows how long, much less swam in dirty sea water.&lt;br /&gt;met up with clara, nicheng, justin, xiu, kevin and jean ! a supposedly meant to be a 10.30 be-there-at-sentosa date became a 12.30 we-are-here-sentosa at last date. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll let the pictures do the talking. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWsYQw7uLI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Mh7epYfc6W8/s1600-h/IMG_3653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086160887001888946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWsYQw7uLI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Mh7epYfc6W8/s320/IMG_3653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWsYQw7uMI/AAAAAAAAA3g/ZezNEBuTWY4/s1600-h/IMG_3654a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086160887001888962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWsYQw7uMI/AAAAAAAAA3g/ZezNEBuTWY4/s320/IMG_3654a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWsYAw7uKI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/rIWCnC7r1rM/s1600-h/IMG_3631a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086160882706921634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWsYAw7uKI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/rIWCnC7r1rM/s320/IMG_3631a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWsYgw7uNI/AAAAAAAAA3o/OuFvkSVCzQA/s1600-h/IMG_3593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086160891296856274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWsYgw7uNI/AAAAAAAAA3o/OuFvkSVCzQA/s320/IMG_3593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWsYww7uOI/AAAAAAAAA3w/qBV8Rw3PN-g/s1600-h/IMG_3618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086160895591823586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWsYww7uOI/AAAAAAAAA3w/qBV8Rw3PN-g/s320/IMG_3618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWrCww7uFI/AAAAAAAAA2o/sFd494Ba__k/s1600-h/IMG_3667a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpW1IAw7uRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/ROIWR_XEsUs/s1600-h/IMG_3667b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086170503433664786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpW1IAw7uRI/AAAAAAAAA4I/ROIWR_XEsUs/s320/IMG_3667b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWrDAw7uGI/AAAAAAAAA2w/YE78n0mDwLI/s1600-h/IMG_3535a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086159422418040930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWrDAw7uGI/AAAAAAAAA2w/YE78n0mDwLI/s320/IMG_3535a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWrDQw7uHI/AAAAAAAAA24/CX2kd4BqqRs/s1600-h/IMG_3538a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086159426713008242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWrDQw7uHI/AAAAAAAAA24/CX2kd4BqqRs/s320/IMG_3538a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWrDQw7uII/AAAAAAAAA3A/GLkKKTInESA/s1600-h/IMG_3533a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086159426713008258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWrDQw7uII/AAAAAAAAA3A/GLkKKTInESA/s320/IMG_3533a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWrDgw7uJI/AAAAAAAAA3I/jTF1RJ8mlfY/s1600-h/IMG_3664a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086159431007975570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWrDgw7uJI/AAAAAAAAA3I/jTF1RJ8mlfY/s320/IMG_3664a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly, i'm getting really annoyed with you. SERIOUSLY, grow up. you know, i actually thought you were more than that, but i guess you changed or somehow i thought of you wrongly. and yes, i am upset that things turned out this way, but understand this when i say that She means more to me than you will ever be. i'm sure as hell lucky to have such a great friend. and right now i dont even ever wana see you again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wont apologise because what i did was the right thing to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saying this would say i'm a bitch but i just have to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deal with it, life sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday i went to the wet market with my mummy! oh gosh, seriously tai tai already. ): i love my mummy! i dont wana go back to melbourne already! no no, i wana stay here! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i forgot to mention that on saturday night when juncai was like piss drunk, i 'accidentally' burned him with a cigg twice. HAHAH! and this is his burnt mark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpW05ww7uQI/AAAAAAAAA4A/QS_tEmPCH8o/s1600-h/IMG_3677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086170258620528898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpW05ww7uQI/AAAAAAAAA4A/QS_tEmPCH8o/s320/IMG_3677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpW05ww7uPI/AAAAAAAAA34/toQyw9NYuTQ/s1600-h/IMG_3675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086170258620528882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpW05ww7uPI/AAAAAAAAA34/toQyw9NYuTQ/s320/IMG_3675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is to all the bullying cai! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah that feels good. anyway, went mambo with belle and sam last night. OMG SO CROWDED. i can safely say i am not going clubbing until i reach melb again. way too crowded. it was Packed full of people that i couldnt even move! gosh, i saw lix dancing though. HAHAH! lixxie love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gona meet ben today for the whole day! whoohoo. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's gona buy me take-out lunch. how exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to go meet ben now, so i'll continue to blog  later. (:&lt;/div&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/10275078-4758019419342613525?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4758019419342613525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4758019419342613525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4758019419342613525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4758019419342613525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-make-me-wana-love-again.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpWsYQw7uLI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Mh7epYfc6W8/s72-c/IMG_3653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3470455117904976906</id><published>2007-07-09T01:36:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:05.662+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have not posted this yet, but I PERMED MY HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;comments about it: i would say it's about even. some like it, and some prefer me with straight hair.&lt;br /&gt;well fret not, it's only gona be there for at the most a month. ):&lt;br /&gt;it was for the spur of the moment that's why we got it. (: fun fun .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpEO3sBFFoI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/22Kjq-hAVxw/s1600-h/IMG_3462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084861804149282434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpEO3sBFFoI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/22Kjq-hAVxw/s320/IMG_3462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a new phone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpEP0sBFFpI/AAAAAAAAA2g/9kVZaFq9vTc/s1600-h/u700-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084862852121302674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpEP0sBFFpI/AAAAAAAAA2g/9kVZaFq9vTc/s320/u700-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nd i love it! (: the first thing kathi said was "how can kristi have a sexier phone than me! "&lt;br /&gt;Yay !&lt;br /&gt;then i met &lt;strong&gt;JERILYN!&lt;/strong&gt; omg, the day keeps getting better. at first, i went to have bah kut teh with my daddy and brother. i swear, you will never know what you will really miss until you dont have it. and bah kut teh was one of them. so yes, satisfaction in my tummy, i meant jerilyn (my bimbo partner) , bryan and kat and sushi teh and holland v Again. HAHAH it's def our second home huh. however i couldnt stay long before having to leave to meet &lt;strong&gt;nephew GLENN&lt;/strong&gt; for tea after his chinese oral. HAHAH! that bugger, i miss hanging out with him man. he makes me laugh like no other with his lame- ass jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurried home for dinner before leaving to meet kane, james, juncai and leonard (? i think that's his name) for kbox. HAHAH! i admit, it was kinda fun. was stuck with guys who couldnt stop making fun of me. AH! makes me miss them even more. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saturday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whiee! Night life is goooddd.. just for that night. it was so entertaining to see juncai drunk ass on the floor. HAHAH! met nick for tea first at wheellock before rushing home for dinner and change. met shumei, johnny, marcuseng, ellen, sheryl at wheellock again and then met kane, jerilyn at ten-ish to go down to en-lounge to meet a drunk juncai, becs, jeric, bev, hannah, jon(?) and their friends . hanged around for a while before walking down the Cheeky's. (however you spell it) GOSH, no comments. Hahah though i loved seeing kane dance but mostly, cai rocking to the music. HAHAH after a while. that guy was like all over the road. gosh, love you cai. (: i wish i had my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sunday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love church THISSSS much. cant believe i am leaving in exactly seven days time. ): oh wells, life sucks. today was the first time the WHOLE cellgroup (except desmond) went out for an 'outing'. and boy i must say i miss you guys so much. i grew up with them! ever since like primary school till now, we still stuck to each other through thick and thin. you guys are irreplaceable. (: it was fun, going to shashi and jean's place. watched their wedding video and saw their photos. A wedding that i missed! Sigh, looking at their video, i thought to myself "shit, i cant wait to get married."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH! i still think i make an awesome housewife.&lt;br /&gt;jean and shashi, truely a fairytale ending.&lt;br /&gt;first boyfriend and girlfriend (to each other , can you say WOAH) and they ended up married! shucks, this is the only proof i have that &lt;strong&gt;love exists.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i had a wonderful lunch over at my aunt's place. Sigh, i must say i'm blessed with such a wonderful family, extended as well. after a really filling dinner, we had DURIANS and then..&lt;br /&gt;too tired to say it in my words cause talking to richie on the phone now, so yeps! ripped from kathi's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'haha come to think of it, we've been throught a lot together. with my uncle's death last year and all. i must say we've grown so much from that experience. anyway, we were in their room singing really old songs at the top of our voices! hahaha like 'i cant help falling in love with you', 'skater boy', 'girlfriend', etc. :D Arhh! i cried when i had to say goodbye to them cause i knew it would be the last time seeing them before going off on sunday! ): i'll miss my relatives so much! especially my aunts! ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! gona go off now. (:&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-3470455117904976906?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3470455117904976906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3470455117904976906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3470455117904976906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3470455117904976906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-not-posted-this-yet-but-i-permed.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RpEO3sBFFoI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/22Kjq-hAVxw/s72-c/IMG_3462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-8190953537128750049</id><published>2007-07-05T00:35:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:09.613+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SORRY I CANT REPLY TAGS, MY STUPID INTERNET BLOCKS IT SO I CANT EVEN READ WHO TAGS ME! BUT I'LL GET BACK TO YOU AS SOON AS POSSIBLE! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LONG POST UP AHEAD!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up, I need your loving hands to come and pick me up. And every night I miss you, I can just look up and know the stars are holding you, tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically, i have been busy with trying to meet friends After their school times and just hanging around town shopping while they are busy dying in school. Hahah it's been fun. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feeling is sadistic awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i shall start from my Birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although this 17th birthday was so different from my 16th birthday party, it was so much more meaningful. last year, i threw a big party with like a dj and stuff, but this year, it was more mellow. (so to speak). it was nice different. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;29th June, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXAMS WERE OFFICIALLY OVER FOR EVERYONE! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was like a time-to-get-drunk-and-party- time. HAHAH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the 29th night was awesome! and at the same time, it was to celebrate tert, kat, and my birthday! Whoohoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seven is an awesome club. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so despite getting bounced TWICE because they didnt accept STA cards, (suddenly you could see the whole queue shift out) FINALLY they did and i went in! YAY! hahah totally didnt regret waiting. (: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovBh8BFFUI/AAAAAAAAAz4/UamMw-6YsTI/s1600-h/IMG_3091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083369393208235330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovBh8BFFUI/AAAAAAAAAz4/UamMw-6YsTI/s320/IMG_3091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovCksBFFWI/AAAAAAAAA0I/HF97c2v0pZ0/s1600-h/IMG_5302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083370539964503394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovCksBFFWI/AAAAAAAAA0I/HF97c2v0pZ0/s320/IMG_5302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovCk8BFFXI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/20Tc2vL_PJk/s1600-h/IMG_5305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083370544259470706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovCk8BFFXI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/20Tc2vL_PJk/s320/IMG_5305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovClMBFFZI/AAAAAAAAA0g/QgOiGgAZPtk/s1600-h/IMG_5418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083370548554438034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovClMBFFZI/AAAAAAAAA0g/QgOiGgAZPtk/s320/IMG_5418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovClcBFFaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/xq6SyF_wZhw/s1600-h/IMG_5252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083370552849405346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovClcBFFaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/xq6SyF_wZhw/s320/IMG_5252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then went for an after after party at palmerston, where they had a cake for us! hahah SO SWEET! i swear, with like sparklers as candles. damn cute! THANKS GUYS! you're seriously the sweetest! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovEJ8BFFbI/AAAAAAAAA0w/fXyGCmf0uEA/s1600-h/IMG_3114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083372279426258354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovEJ8BFFbI/AAAAAAAAA0w/fXyGCmf0uEA/s320/IMG_3114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too bad kat, your name was spelt wrongly. HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovClMBFFYI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/OtMnCskrT4c/s1600-h/IMG_5460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083370548554438018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovClMBFFYI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/OtMnCskrT4c/s320/IMG_5460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovBicBFFVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/kT5uGvFMAqY/s1600-h/IMG_3121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083369401798169938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovBicBFFVI/AAAAAAAAA0A/kT5uGvFMAqY/s320/IMG_3121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically, i didnt sleep the WHOLE night and left for the airport at 7 and WAITED to board the aeroplane at 10. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovEKMBFFcI/AAAAAAAAA04/CMska1VzeSk/s1600-h/IMG_3171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083372283721225666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovEKMBFFcI/AAAAAAAAA04/CMska1VzeSk/s320/IMG_3171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, coming back to singapore was the best birthday present anyone could give me. i could hardly wait! (: (: when the plane landed, i actually had tears in my eyes. i was like sucking it in so as to not look even more retarded as i already look with 5 krispy kreme boxes in my arms. i swear the aussies were amazed at us. hahah! yummy in my tummy (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovEK8BFFdI/AAAAAAAAA1A/zwwjcD16yMc/s1600-h/IMG_3174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083372296606127570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovEK8BFFdI/AAAAAAAAA1A/zwwjcD16yMc/s320/IMG_3174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so then once i landed, i was greeted with familar smiles and faces, my family and cherished friends. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovELMBFFeI/AAAAAAAAA1I/-HSmKvaVFT4/s1600-h/IMG_3182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083372300901094882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovELMBFFeI/AAAAAAAAA1I/-HSmKvaVFT4/s320/IMG_3182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see my silly adorable parents and brother through the glass window?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovBg8BFFTI/AAAAAAAAAzw/5Z38NWRIu8Y/s1600-h/IMG_3187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083369376028366130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovBg8BFFTI/AAAAAAAAAzw/5Z38NWRIu8Y/s320/IMG_3187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WAS SO HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt; like a little girl in the candy store, beautiful. then my relatives came over to have a steamboat dinner and to cut my cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovITsBFFmI/AAAAAAAAA2I/oMSjFBN6tL8/s1600-h/IMG_3237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083376844976494178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovITsBFFmI/AAAAAAAAA2I/oMSjFBN6tL8/s320/IMG_3237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then i left to go over to the Metz, my parent's new apartment with like some school friends.WHIEE! fooled around, gambled, and basically just enjoying each other's pressence. i missed you guys like fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovGYsBFFgI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/lOAMzjR8xV8/s1600-h/IMG_3244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083374731852584450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovGYsBFFgI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/lOAMzjR8xV8/s320/IMG_3244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovGZ8BFFjI/AAAAAAAAA1w/iUD7j4157HM/s1600-h/IMG_3264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083374753327420978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovGZ8BFFjI/AAAAAAAAA1w/iUD7j4157HM/s320/IMG_3264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovGZcBFFiI/AAAAAAAAA1o/O7rIA2NUTuM/s1600-h/IMG_3262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083374744737486370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovGZcBFFiI/AAAAAAAAA1o/O7rIA2NUTuM/s320/IMG_3262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovGY8BFFhI/AAAAAAAAA1g/NETu8jExsFs/s1600-h/IMG_3253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083374736147551762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovGY8BFFhI/AAAAAAAAA1g/NETu8jExsFs/s320/IMG_3253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(much more photos, sorry couldnt upload all of it. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was what i did on my birthday. (: what a LONGG birthday celebration i had. hahah! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovGYMBFFfI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/W6AYD1AN_W4/s1600-h/IMG_3241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083374723262649842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovGYMBFFfI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/W6AYD1AN_W4/s320/IMG_3241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so from the 1st july to now, i have just been visiting acs international and shopping in the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;night time, going out for drinks, bumming around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's nice to be at home on a holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feels kind of weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've also been pampering myself recently. been going to massages, and manicures and pedicures. Ah, that's life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovIScBFFkI/AAAAAAAAA14/ZSX3H5ma3wM/s1600-h/IMG_3441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083376823501657666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovIScBFFkI/AAAAAAAAA14/ZSX3H5ma3wM/s320/IMG_3441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovITMBFFlI/AAAAAAAAA2A/wJGmpjVkX_Y/s1600-h/IMG_3435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083376836386559570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovITMBFFlI/AAAAAAAAA2A/wJGmpjVkX_Y/s320/IMG_3435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course, the ever occassional fights with kane and james. reliving our childhood days, and just loving life. Smiles cannot replace it. And of course, i am three months pregnant. GAHH! HAHAH! pregnant with Fats that is. i put on FOUR kg in just three months. SERIOUSLY?! WHAT THE HELL! Argh, i'm not surprised. hahah way too fat to be healthy . but i think i should just get over myself and stop talking how fat i have become. just slap me people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovIT8BFFnI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/yzC3pS9-JcM/s1600-h/IMG_3415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083376849271461490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovIT8BFFnI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/yzC3pS9-JcM/s320/IMG_3415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in short, the only guy that still believes in true love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forever is overated. the way to go are &lt;u&gt;Flings&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(from this Fling chocolate.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;honestly, she deserves more than you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i cant do shit properly. i hate myself.today was such a bad day.. it started out all wrong. i dont regret meeting you, but i regret what came out of it. Fuck, why cant i just stay clean once in my life. why cant i just be left alone for once. Why do i always put myself in a situation that i will bound to succumb to temptation. i cried today,because of just everything. if you ask me to choose, you already immediately know who i would choose. &amp;amp; it's def not you. i thought you were more than that, but then again it just shows who you are. Today, you made me feel dirty and disgusting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/10275078-8190953537128750049?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8190953537128750049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=8190953537128750049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8190953537128750049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8190953537128750049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-not-blogged-in-ages-well.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RovBh8BFFUI/AAAAAAAAAz4/UamMw-6YsTI/s72-c/IMG_3091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-1272037759072628344</id><published>2007-07-02T01:38:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-07-02T01:46:07.712+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah! gosh, okay i'm one day late. but Oh wells, I'm majorly fucking SEVENTEEN! hahah i'm such an old granny now, people should call me auntie. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 17th birthday, i can safely say i celebrated it meaningfully.&lt;br /&gt;thank you parents for sending me back home to singapore! it meant the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;although i had a really small gathering of friends at the metz, it was just such a joy to see all you guys again. I LOVED IT! (: everything feels so surreal. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SEVENS in melb was the BOMB. shit, if Ever you go melb and you want fantastic music and crowd, Sevens is the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, it's seventh heaven. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be uploaded soon! once everyone goes to school and stuff, i will have time to do upload and just pamper myself. I CANT WAIT! (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one last thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TERT! (: MY SEXY THAI GIRL, I HOPE TO SEE YOU SOON! &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/10275078-1272037759072628344?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1272037759072628344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=1272037759072628344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1272037759072628344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1272037759072628344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-to-me-hahah-gosh-okay-im.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-2963610929724979998</id><published>2007-06-29T02:18:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-06-29T03:02:22.418+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love/miss kane lim! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here is a straight rip-off from kane's orange town xanga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we need a massive reunion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO said those days were gone, we need to bring em back. The people, the cacophony, the daily strolls to holland v in chanel shades. Luncheons at crystal jade. Anorexic days at subway. Temptation is inherent . Soon binging on macadamia cookies. We were trying to be anorexic. Gossip mongers churning like the windmill at holland v. How frigging symbolic. We invite gossip, we breed it. As jerilyn says "loves it, kane".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An international school with international students. It was born to be fillled with chaos and social "riots". Picture mean girls. I could say that we were the "mean girls". not literally girls people but the highest up the social ladder. We had Jerilyn the guys who pounced on her on every chance. Desperate for date with this queen bee. We had the twins. Yes the ugliest yet the most complex and sophisticated in their own ways. An x factor i would say. I was attracted to them. not physically ! more characteristically. They possessed this calm and incredible social skills. Laughing hideously were their best traits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing mich, the subtle girl with meek voice but strong in her field of academics. I respected her for her brilliance in maths especially. Someone you know that will never break any form of friendship, loyalty or trust. I give you mich !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how can i forget Sarina heng. I took the time to repost this again. Sarina the dutchess of the school. Be it her immaculately neat tightly pulled hair or her wavy luscious hair she walks with poise and confidence. She never fails to intimidate others with her unique accent of hers. I totally remember how mrs mok gave her a lecture "Sarina you are getting impossible". Yes sarina, although you have crossed to the "brighter side" of the acs family. You belong to the group anytime. I miss you a shit load, the times we argue, the fights whateves. I'll remember em'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my best friend since like ancient times. James lu. Everyday was a fashion show. It was like the website " bag borrow or steal" Everyone seemed to be wearing james's collection of jackets at some point in time. James and I ruled when it came to fashion. James the most defensive of the lot. Be it hurling scissors or vulgarities he stuck to his principals and friends. This is what i call a friend indeed. There are many more I've yet to list. There was sweta who we conspired within the group to feed her something non vegan ! There was grace who we dissed for her impeccable scores for test !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elitist school others might deem. Sex, drugs, rock and roll splashed in the papers. We defended our school. I admired the patriotism we had. I look in awe when people stuck to their friends during debacles. I felt a sense of pride of our school. The teachers were nevertheless tortured by our incessant computer games. War craft was IT. I indulged in music concerts while learning algebra. Math was a total mess. Bobbing our heads to the i pods we blasted. We were our own island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing about this school i'll never forget. WE OWNED IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s this is for kane, about kane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kane, the ever fashion trendy male in the group, (and james of course) never failing to bring out the latest Hermes bag or Prada. It is safe to say that he was the VERY LOVED AND INDULGED one in the group. People of all years all had a soft spot for kane, and gave in to his every whims and fancies. (if not, tradegy might befall on them) With his strong command of Both Languages, Chinese and English, he 'so totally owned us in that'. But, i can safely say I beat him in HISTORY, at last! hahah Kane, i will never forget our childish 'fights' around the school canteen and hall. Our endless pulling of hairs screaming like bitches, spraying water with the water bottles like we were kindergargen kids. but look at us now, all grown up. Kane, in Army, sarina in ACS independent, jerilyn currently in the states, james and mich in acs intl and the awful twins, kriskat in (fucking) melbourne. boy oh boy, we can safely say we have gone International. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;what would ACS international be without us? almost NO DRAMA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing more is needed to say. except, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANA GO BACK NOW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kane, my introduction is way too short. whatever happened!hahah re-write! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;MY EXAMS ARE OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck that bitches! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retail therapy was all i did today. loves it (: (JERILYN! i miss you like crazy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the last-minutes catching up on subjects and stressing, it is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;2 more days till home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;2 more days till 30th june. (: happy birthday to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-2963610929724979998?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2963610929724979998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=2963610929724979998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2963610929724979998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2963610929724979998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-lovemiss-kane-lim-here-is-straight.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4784296066748245113</id><published>2007-06-25T14:57:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-06-25T15:08:41.371+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone give me tissue, i want to cry already.&lt;br /&gt;AH! i just finished my 3 hours maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;someone stab me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this &lt;s&gt;beat&lt;/s&gt; shit is Automatic Supersonic Hypnotic Funky fresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck, that stupid song was stuck on my head the WHOLE time while i was doing maths. i'm so glad it's over. you have no idea. no i only have -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: lit essay&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: Maths 2&lt;br /&gt;thursday: Accounts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;saturday: SINGAPORE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH hahah cant wait cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh zd is designing a tatt for me! i pray it'll be nice. (: cause knowing me, i will take the whole day just trying to decide on for myself, and like i'll end up regretting the design. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, off to memorise my whole lit essay. i cant bring in my essay plan, i cant bring in my literature book, so like wth. my brain is gona explode!&lt;br /&gt;i love exams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-4784296066748245113?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4784296066748245113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4784296066748245113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4784296066748245113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4784296066748245113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/someone-give-me-tissue-i-want-to-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-1040581811136433727</id><published>2007-06-24T02:14:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:09.820+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my pal did the craziest thing ever WITHOUT ME! ):&lt;br /&gt;oh boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;hahah ! oh wells, it's really sexy pal. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rn1PEfD0uWI/AAAAAAAAAzo/BuVIHuYuOgE/s1600-h/going.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079302893219395938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rn1PEfD0uWI/AAAAAAAAAzo/BuVIHuYuOgE/s320/going.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll be back in 6 days. (: wait for me will you? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wish the story didn't end this way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I'm still in love with the person who helped me write it.&lt;/em&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/10275078-1040581811136433727?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1040581811136433727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=1040581811136433727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1040581811136433727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1040581811136433727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-pal-did-craziest-thing-ever-without.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rn1PEfD0uWI/AAAAAAAAAzo/BuVIHuYuOgE/s72-c/going.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-8336480443757502442</id><published>2007-06-22T19:54:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:13:29.516+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lVvp4Y4Go7c" width="325" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was at bec's blog and OHMYGAWD, SOOOOO CUUUTEEE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahah THIS definitely put a smile to my face. &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE THE BRITISH ACCENT!&lt;/strong&gt; GOSH, it has the sign 'fcking hot' written all over it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hell this little boy is only 13 years old and he can Dance WAYY good. did you see simon's expression?! hahah priceless. it's a MUST watch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hop over to bec's blog to check out the other videos. it's to die for. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-8336480443757502442?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8336480443757502442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=8336480443757502442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8336480443757502442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8336480443757502442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-was-at-becs-blog-and-ohmygawd-sooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-9213846532390888828</id><published>2007-06-22T18:42:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T19:19:00.108+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;When the world has fallen out from under me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I'll be found in you, still standing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today i made awesome pot roast&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAH! it was SUCH a success. (: thumbs up to me! last night at like 4am in the morning, i suddenly had this idea of looking for an esay receipe to do something with the slowcooker. and i found this! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Awesome-Slow-Cooker-Pot-Roast/Detail.aspx"&gt;http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Awesome-Slow-Cooker-Pot-Roast/Detail.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to safeway early this morning, and had to ask for help because i had NO idea what kind of meat you use for pot roast. silly me. hahah! so Oh Wells, thank god there was this kind helper there to help me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i did it! hahah tons of effort was put into it be like just trying to find the ingredients. SIGH, i'm such a housewife now. HURRY MARRY ME!&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, kathi was such a bitch. I cooked and like did all the stuff and like she goes: " OMG! i'm gona give it to -"&lt;br /&gt;i'll be nice and not put the name.&lt;br /&gt;talk about UNgratefulness?! talk about INSENSITIVITY?!&lt;br /&gt;like wtf kathi, did you even ask me first?!&lt;br /&gt;You spoilt my could-be-wonderful dinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Wells, then i had a &lt;strong&gt;diet coke float&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C A L O R I E S! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt improve my mood any better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past few days, i've been sleeping at like 3-4 o clock in the morning just studying with melvin, houyu and bitchkat. i think the lack of sleep is affecting my mood or maybe it's just my up-coming period. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EAP EXAM TMR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about the most useless subject ever.&lt;br /&gt;i need to study now. I'M SO STRESSED! i'll come online soon my loves.&lt;br /&gt;sarina, we have to continue our talk&lt;br /&gt;marcus eng, i wana know about your hongkong trip!&lt;br /&gt;and to those who went to the yunan trip, WAS IT FUN?! hahah&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;this is the song that has been playing in my head ever since the guy in drama played it.&lt;br /&gt;awesome song.&lt;br /&gt;brook fraser- shadowfeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4KiGN1j1No" width="325" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-9213846532390888828?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/9213846532390888828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=9213846532390888828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/9213846532390888828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/9213846532390888828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-world-has-fallen-out-from-under-me.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-951500397443835065</id><published>2007-06-18T21:44:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:10.158+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;If he/her has to change to be the one for you, then he's/she's not the one for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;- isabelle tan liping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, my week has been awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;i love it when my parents are here.&lt;br /&gt;love, awesome lunches and dinner, and a great way to get out of the city and visit other places of Melbourne. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;it was such an awesome feeling to be able to order whatever you want without needing to look at the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RnZ8MPD0uVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/e0KeYqh1UbQ/s1600-h/16062007(020).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077382179549657426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RnZ8MPD0uVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/e0KeYqh1UbQ/s320/16062007(020).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love and adore my family. kind of sad that they are gone now. but i'll be seeing them in less than two weeks time! teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;victoria &lt;/strong&gt;was here! late nights hanging out at her friend's place, laughing and singing along to Britney Spears. Ah! i miss you VICCKY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SARINA HENG CALLED ME TODAY! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutout to sarina heng :&lt;br /&gt;SARINA HENG! i cant believe it! hahah i'm in shock all the way in melbourne! HAHAH love, i'm truely happy for you. (: so so happy. i hope it all turns out well, and he is a great guy. (: cant wait to see you! I LOVE YOU HUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is for &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm really sorry for all that has happened and believe me when i say that you deserve more that me. do i regret all that has happened? i would say no.. i dont. I'm glad that we went through all that we did and that i had a chance to know you. You are an awesome guy -, and i wish i could be that one for you; but i cant.. I really hope that things will get better between us and that we may be great friends again. even if it take time, i'll wait. I'm glad that you understand my intentions. i believe that they are for the best. I'm sorry - .&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/10275078-951500397443835065?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/951500397443835065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=951500397443835065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/951500397443835065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/951500397443835065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-heher-has-to-change-to-be-one-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RnZ8MPD0uVI/AAAAAAAAAzg/e0KeYqh1UbQ/s72-c/16062007(020).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-6602014198049894337</id><published>2007-06-17T09:28:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-06-17T09:35:41.813+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was with you when I had the night of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe this whole thing comes right down to faith, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And every choice that we think that we make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Has put us right here together today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/10275078-6602014198049894337?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6602014198049894337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=6602014198049894337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6602014198049894337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6602014198049894337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-was-with-you-when-i-had-night-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-6861021234517553671</id><published>2007-06-16T00:48:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-06-16T11:50:42.996+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am over at 'Vic's ' place right now. it is 1.18AM and i have extra classes tmr at 10 AM. GOSH,&lt;br /&gt;my exams are coming up in like than 7 days time. So the question is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING BUMMING AROUND?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for exams to be over, because i get to Relax, &lt;strong&gt;AND GO HOMMEE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng is in HongKong now, AH! I'm sorry pal for not msging you before you left. I kept thinking, what is it that I forgot today!! and when i remembered, you already left ! gahh, I'll make it up to you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I just found out that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M NOT GONA BE SEEING &lt;strong&gt;JERILYN TIFFANY KOH&lt;/strong&gt; FOR A WHOLE YEAR!&lt;/span&gt; omg, that silly girl is gona be in SUMMER CAMP in God knows where when I AM BACK! JERILYNNNN!! my bimbo partner! I'll miss you SO DAMN MUCH! ): Please come backk and dont leave!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family is still here, until Monday Morning. I'll see you guys back home!&lt;br /&gt;omg, suddenly i was thrown back to my noisy days of really having NO QUIET time for your own. GAHH! my family members are one noisy bunch of people. ): I swear, i love and miss that part of my life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mummy and daddy thinks that i cant look after myself- only because all my clothes are all over the apartment. But my dears, it's only because I'm trying to find every opportunity to study, i have No Time to clean the place up! ):&lt;br /&gt;and what have i been doing for the past two months if you say i cant take care of myself?&lt;br /&gt;hahah i love you parents.&lt;3 color="#3366ff"&gt; A Walk To Remember&lt;/span&gt; with Vic and Kathi now. CHICK FLICK! I'm in dire need of Sweet Romanticism Ideas. (: so I'll see you soon my loves.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to see you guys again. teehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-6861021234517553671?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6861021234517553671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=6861021234517553671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6861021234517553671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6861021234517553671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-over-at-vics-place-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-591616694983577059</id><published>2007-06-10T21:13:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:10.339+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i see you standing there, but you're so far away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reality check- I'M SO FAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, and here goes my AMAZING sister in singapore &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOSING WEIGHT AND GROWING TALLER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmvlGfD0uUI/AAAAAAAAAzY/QcVJhw12EdY/s1600-h/IMG_5105.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074401304742508866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmvlGfD0uUI/AAAAAAAAAzY/QcVJhw12EdY/s320/IMG_5105.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see for yourself. ): Liz, I'm gona make you put on weight here in melb. (: teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, here's a pre-warning. when i come back, i WILL look fatter. ): ohmygod, someone kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my lame excuses i give myself to justify not exercising.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. it's TOO cold (it really is)&lt;br /&gt;2. parents just arrived. therefore, i have to show them the best restaurants. (:&lt;br /&gt;3. the college square gym is too pathetically small&lt;br /&gt;4. i dont go to fitness first&lt;br /&gt;5. i shall not be a gym junkie&lt;br /&gt;6. there's already No Hope for me.&lt;br /&gt;7. krispy kreme is just below fitness first. so there's no point in exercising.&lt;br /&gt;8. i dont have MY sport shoes.&lt;br /&gt;9. exams are coming- time is too precious to run it away. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is that justifiable enough? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i ripped this off liz's blog.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? What if you're making a mistake you can't undo? The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we hadn't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-grey's anatomy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-591616694983577059?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/591616694983577059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=591616694983577059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/591616694983577059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/591616694983577059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/reality-check-im-so-fat-omg-and-here.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmvlGfD0uUI/AAAAAAAAAzY/QcVJhw12EdY/s72-c/IMG_5105.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-5962828651334004412</id><published>2007-06-09T20:32:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:10.439+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;From your words, I can tell you ve lost a reason, the will to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;No chance that we will make it, You ve faked it for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But Im standing here before for you, as your barely holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And Im writing just to show you, there strength in who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm suffering from the 9th blues.&lt;br /&gt;it was exactly 4 months ago love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmqJ0vD0uTI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/nlqFdLbi3V0/s1600-h/IMG_9593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074019469264992562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmqJ0vD0uTI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/nlqFdLbi3V0/s320/IMG_9593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that time is passing. Soon, 2007 will be over. it's already half way there, indeed time flies.&lt;br /&gt;way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You mean more then me now, its gone forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont forget, I’ll make things better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With you I am more than I will ever be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were there when I lived for you to guide me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through all the times that I spent feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True to the sense that you were there for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We live and we fall, but I’ll keep moving on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s so hard to be the one that’s on my own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;amber pacific- watching over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;the first thing my mum did when she walked into the apartment was to keep her eyes to the ceiling. hahah! then she started cleaning.! ): they're gona be staying over at our place until liz and ems come over. CANT WAIT! (: shopping my love. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every girl needs retail therapy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the end - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-5962828651334004412?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5962828651334004412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=5962828651334004412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5962828651334004412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5962828651334004412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/from-your-words-i-can-tell-youve-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmqJ0vD0uTI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/nlqFdLbi3V0/s72-c/IMG_9593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-2436971374078920424</id><published>2007-06-09T02:59:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:10.608+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Amazing how life turns out the way that it does,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We end up hurting the worst, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the only ones we really love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I wanna break every clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The hands of time could never move again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We could stay in this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;For the rest of our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna be your last, first kiss That you'll ever have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my family are arriving tmr at 9 AM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait, and i can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmmWO_D0uSI/AAAAAAAAAzI/qcTcO_ZXcmM/s1600-h/IMG_8067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073751639399381282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmmWO_D0uSI/AAAAAAAAAzI/qcTcO_ZXcmM/s320/IMG_8067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who i am! (:&lt;br /&gt;it's a wonder how time flies. i remember how a few days ago, i was counting down till they come, and WOAH! it's FINALLY tmr! that was quick mr clock.&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw,&lt;br /&gt;kathi is like GONE. like literally gone.&lt;br /&gt;had a house party at palmerston and we played deathmatch (we call it social-bles in acs intl (: ) with SHOTS. hahah! it was craze. kathi and rayner were like 'enemies'. kathi should have known better. hahah! so like even after deathmatch, kat and rayner played indian poker, and guess who had to drink 6 in a row because she lost? hahah! KATHI.&lt;br /&gt;well, she's paying for it now. she's in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids, listen to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yours to hold by skillet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking awesome song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;belle&lt;/strong&gt; has the most amazing emo playlist EVER.&lt;br /&gt;isabelle, send me the songs! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;I'm ready when you're ready for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Thank you Nic, just for everything. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;nd for being there for me. you're awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-2436971374078920424?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2436971374078920424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=2436971374078920424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2436971374078920424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2436971374078920424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/amazing-how-life-turns-out-way-that-it.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmmWO_D0uSI/AAAAAAAAAzI/qcTcO_ZXcmM/s72-c/IMG_8067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3124144448996968583</id><published>2007-06-07T01:17:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-06-08T20:29:37.296+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;anberlin- Inevitable &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nTJG5bTqfUU" width="300" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is what i'm feeling right now. I feel so down and this song just makes me wana feel real love again. i wana go home now please.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if i could sing, i know who i'll be singing this to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;when i promised you that you'll be my 2007, i wasnt lying. i dont think i can ever go through one day without thinking of you. I'm really missing you now. nd I wana go home.. when i think back of the last time i see you, my heart aches. i didnt know it would be the last time for a very long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know that this is just wishful thinking on my part, but cant a girl dream? You are everything i love in a guy, and i dont think i could love another like i have loved you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i still tear when i think of you j. you're the reason why i am still breathing now. amazing how life turns out huh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-3124144448996968583?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3124144448996968583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3124144448996968583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3124144448996968583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3124144448996968583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/anberlin-inevitable-this-is-what-im.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-6628916532021549131</id><published>2007-06-06T19:37:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:12.642+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling really Really homesick these days. to name a few, i miss kane and marcuseng so damn much! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;my whole family is coming to Melbourne on Saturday! I can hardly wait. i've missed them so much! (surprise, this is the first time i've said this. haha!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FINISHED MY ACCOUNTING ESSAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (: justin helped a little, but i was left much to my own defenses. ): GOD, accounting is meant for NUMBERS, not for Essays. i swear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but a whole lot of stress has been lifted off. now it's only EXAMS that's coming up. Great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; was one of the best day days i've had in a really long time. celine, belle, sem, yond, houyu, kat and i went to chapel street! the initial plan was to shop but it got rather late after lunch at pancake parlour and so we just hopped around for a while before RUNNING FOR THE SUNSET! hahah ! we were near st kilda's beach so we took a tram down. OhMyGosh, we were running late so we dashed for it! hahah! &lt;strong&gt;it was beautiful and cold! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my camera died after a while due to our excessive camwhoring that day. so most of the pics are with&lt;strong&gt; sem and celina! my dears, can i have them please! (:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we ate SO much for dinner, we had a sugar rush as well! omg, STONE.. hahah! we each had awesome pasta, (a restaurant def worth going back.) AND we had FOUR HUGE SLICES OF CAKE! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cookies and cream cheesecake, timtam cheesecake, and two Death by Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. AHHH! okay, im sure thats enough said. CALORIES!! hahah! it's a no wonder i'm growing fat. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaN6fD0uNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/rKiFxRfpKeo/s1600-h/3rdjune+073.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072898066188908754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaN6fD0uNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/rKiFxRfpKeo/s320/3rdjune%252B073.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaN6vD0uOI/AAAAAAAAAyo/BxaP7rYCfrs/s1600-h/3rdjune+085.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072898070483876066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaN6vD0uOI/AAAAAAAAAyo/BxaP7rYCfrs/s320/3rdjune%252B085.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaN6vD0uPI/AAAAAAAAAyw/am66twyvjVs/s1600-h/3rdjune+103.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072898070483876082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaN6vD0uPI/AAAAAAAAAyw/am66twyvjVs/s320/3rdjune%252B103.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaK3_D0uII/AAAAAAAAAx4/Mm9xLfqXxlo/s1600-h/IMG_2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072894724704352386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaK3_D0uII/AAAAAAAAAx4/Mm9xLfqXxlo/s320/IMG_2898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaK4fD0uJI/AAAAAAAAAyA/94ba5Up8mN8/s1600-h/IMG_2894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072894733294286994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaK4fD0uJI/AAAAAAAAAyA/94ba5Up8mN8/s320/IMG_2894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaK4fD0uKI/AAAAAAAAAyI/BVmPKaUBwr0/s1600-h/IMG_2910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072894733294287010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaK4fD0uKI/AAAAAAAAAyI/BVmPKaUBwr0/s320/IMG_2910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i love and live for Sunsets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaK4fD0uLI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cWrxsxs3bFI/s1600-h/IMG_2831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072894733294287026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaK4fD0uLI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cWrxsxs3bFI/s320/IMG_2831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaN6PD0uMI/AAAAAAAAAyY/K2swBLqInY4/s1600-h/3rdjune+030.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072898061893941442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaN6PD0uMI/AAAAAAAAAyY/K2swBLqInY4/s320/3rdjune%252B030.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaQJvD0uQI/AAAAAAAAAy4/qmCF6rpKOUY/s1600-h/IMG_2924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072900527205169410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaQJvD0uQI/AAAAAAAAAy4/qmCF6rpKOUY/s320/IMG_2924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaQJ_D0uRI/AAAAAAAAAzA/cMzzG07WkhM/s1600-h/IMG_2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072900531500136722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaQJ_D0uRI/AAAAAAAAAzA/cMzzG07WkhM/s320/IMG_2923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were at this small theme park and i tried my luck to win this HUGE PLUSHIE. BUT, i wasnt lucky enough. Thus, i won this 'pull-the-string super car'. hahah! and i immediately thought of NIGEL!  hahah imagining him chasing after it, gosh. so there! gave him a toy to play with. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TMR IS LIXXIE'S AND NIC'S BIRTHDAY! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIX! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(: kat and i are gona bring them to brunetties later to sing them a birthday song! hahah! hope it's still open. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-6628916532021549131?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6628916532021549131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=6628916532021549131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6628916532021549131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/6628916532021549131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-feeling-really-really-homesick-these.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmaN6fD0uNI/AAAAAAAAAyg/rKiFxRfpKeo/s72-c/3rdjune%252B073.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4956111573204585315</id><published>2007-06-03T00:31:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:13.158+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like talking to someone now! ): my family just called me at like one am at night! they're at malaysia now having church camp. Ohmygosh! i wana go tooo!! gahh, at the beginning of the year, i was really hesistant on going. like i was trying to find every excuse not to go, and NOW, i wana GOOO! my daddy, who hasnt exercised for like two months has to lead a whole group of men out for an exercise tmr morning at 7am. he participated in TWO triathlons not too long ago too! omg, where did the 'i need to exercise' genes go too?! i can sadly say i have not run a single mile for THE WHOLE YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;and my mummy, told ems that she needs to lose the fats around her thighs and ass. HAHAH! poor thing. you dont need to diet! but if you must, i'll join you. (: here goes to our aneroxic diet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ems was being all bimbotic again. i swear, she's so much more bimbotic than me. she wins, hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmGLH3meCpI/AAAAAAAAAxo/8evZIaiOc88/s1600-h/IMG_5812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071487622696536722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmGLH3meCpI/AAAAAAAAAxo/8evZIaiOc88/s320/IMG_5812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmGLIXmeCqI/AAAAAAAAAxw/8e9Sv1MWI1U/s1600-h/IMG_5836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071487631286471330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmGLIXmeCqI/AAAAAAAAAxw/8e9Sv1MWI1U/s320/IMG_5836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is to the world's best family, parents i could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;they're coming on &lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt; to visit me!! (: for once, i cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to gay songs right now, thinking of how i can ever complete my accounting essay. i'm Supposedly suppose to be doing it now.. but i dont know how! ): SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss kane. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;kristi ann kathi lyn, the ugliest twins on earth. Return where you were meant to be. Remember who made you cool even how ugly you guys are. Remeber the times and may it last vividly till the end =). I miss you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his shoutout to us! omg, i'm touched kane. hahah! and YES i remember you spraying me with water and running around the hall trying to kick each other. HAHAHA! those were the times.. WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LEAVE SCHOOL FOR ARMY! if you didnt, probably everything would be different.. ): Kane lim, i wana go hongkong again! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-4956111573204585315?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4956111573204585315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4956111573204585315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4956111573204585315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4956111573204585315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-feel-like-talking-to-someone-now-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmGLH3meCpI/AAAAAAAAAxo/8evZIaiOc88/s72-c/IMG_5812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-5739365828139274848</id><published>2007-06-02T22:43:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:15.770+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY = HOI ESSAY IS DONE AND PASSED UP! CHEERS BITCHES, WE DID AWESOME (: IT'S TIME TO PARTYYYY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday Night !!&lt;/span&gt; omg, i was so excited! it started out a happy night. (: made calls back to singapore to &lt;strong&gt;james, kane, and priss&lt;/strong&gt;! hahah talked to &lt;strong&gt;marcuseng, juncai, johnny and mich!&lt;/strong&gt; omg, i miss you guys so damn much! it was so nice to hear your voices again my loves! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called my lovely sister&lt;strong&gt; LISA&lt;/strong&gt; too! hahah actually she's called liz, but i love to call her lisa. (: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GET WELL SOON DEAR! &lt;/span&gt;THEN YOU CAN SNEAK OUT OF THE HOUSE AND HAVE SOME FUN! HAHAH AFTERALL, MUMMY AND DADDY ARE OUT OF TOWN (: (: *WINKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then kat and i headed out to palmerston to meet the guys (justin, nic, nigel, tito and kevin) and clara! we had to wait for nic to dress up. hahah! that guy is such a girl. so cute! but at the same time, we camwhored. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxq3meCjI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3ThcDRF6pDM/s1600-h/IMG_2759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071459636689635890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxq3meCjI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3ThcDRF6pDM/s320/IMG_2759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clara so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFzG3meCoI/AAAAAAAAAxg/yV7T621afF4/s1600-h/IMG_2764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071461217237600898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFzG3meCoI/AAAAAAAAAxg/yV7T621afF4/s320/IMG_2764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFwR3meCeI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/nCfCUDhkMkk/s1600-h/IMG_2767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071458107681278434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFwR3meCeI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/nCfCUDhkMkk/s320/IMG_2767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFwSHmeCfI/AAAAAAAAAwY/EbtBQLKaRsU/s1600-h/IMG_2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071458111976245746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFwSHmeCfI/AAAAAAAAAwY/EbtBQLKaRsU/s320/IMG_2783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFwSHmeCgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/gf7icAws_YA/s1600-h/IMG_2786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071458111976245762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFwSHmeCgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/gf7icAws_YA/s320/IMG_2786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFwSHmeChI/AAAAAAAAAwo/72RbVFPU-ss/s1600-h/IMG_2797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071458111976245778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFwSHmeChI/AAAAAAAAAwo/72RbVFPU-ss/s320/IMG_2797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFwSXmeCiI/AAAAAAAAAww/GMLOajG3LW8/s1600-h/IMG_2804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071458116271213090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFwSXmeCiI/AAAAAAAAAww/GMLOajG3LW8/s320/IMG_2804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFvTXmeCaI/AAAAAAAAAvw/agMF6qmiFoc/s1600-h/IMG_2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071457033939454370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFvTXmeCaI/AAAAAAAAAvw/agMF6qmiFoc/s320/IMG_2747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFvTnmeCbI/AAAAAAAAAv4/diFLbDbi_YE/s1600-h/IMG_2749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071457038234421682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFvTnmeCbI/AAAAAAAAAv4/diFLbDbi_YE/s320/IMG_2749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ultimate favourite photo of all. SO FUNNY! nigel is an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFvT3meCdI/AAAAAAAAAwI/9EebjJ0uLMA/s1600-h/IMG_2802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071457042529389010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFvT3meCdI/AAAAAAAAAwI/9EebjJ0uLMA/s320/IMG_2802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the boys. (kevin, nic, tito, and justin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFvTnmeCcI/AAAAAAAAAwA/7RK8fRsDLHQ/s1600-h/IMG_2780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071457038234421698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFvTnmeCcI/AAAAAAAAAwA/7RK8fRsDLHQ/s320/IMG_2780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Nigel (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to Lavish AGAIN. ): &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxrXmeClI/AAAAAAAAAxI/QKwBALdanQE/s1600-h/IMG_2810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071459645279570514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxrXmeClI/AAAAAAAAAxI/QKwBALdanQE/s320/IMG_2810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxrnmeCnI/AAAAAAAAAxY/JPjImmMvXaY/s1600-h/IMG_2809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071459649574537842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxrnmeCnI/AAAAAAAAAxY/JPjImmMvXaY/s320/IMG_2809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;the outside queue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxrnmeCmI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/LeA3aGXfnT4/s1600-h/IMG_2822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071459649574537826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxrnmeCmI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/LeA3aGXfnT4/s320/IMG_2822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;inside love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxrHmeCkI/AAAAAAAAAxA/4Pe6FWBKgDs/s1600-h/IMG_2808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071459640984603202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxrHmeCkI/AAAAAAAAAxA/4Pe6FWBKgDs/s320/IMG_2808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celina, rim, boyfriend, sem, belle, swang, kate and tert came too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, we really should hop to different clubs. it's getting boring. but the music was great and the crowd was okay. alot of old 30 plus year old men hanging around. throughout the night, it was full of drama and AH! just wanted to get out of everything. Sem, i hope you're feeling better love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxrXmeClI/AAAAAAAAAxI/QKwBALdanQE/s1600-h/IMG_2810.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the night, Bryan protected us from the white poke man and he brought kat and i home. hahah! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you Bryan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had enough of always being in the middle. and so, i'm getting out of it. i'm sorry if you think i'm not brave enough to take a risk, but i'm just not ready.. a lousy excuse to you it might be, but it's the truth. and last night reminded me all over again why i was not. &lt;u&gt;Actions means more than Words.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i met justin for lunch at yoyogi then headed to the library to do our accounting essay. Gosh, accounting is supposed to be NUMBERS, not ESSAYS!? wth, so stupid. Nigel and Kathi joined us at the library.&lt;br /&gt;then jean and kevin came for dinner at MACS! honestly, macdonalds here is Terrible. dont even bother trying. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-5739365828139274848?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5739365828139274848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=5739365828139274848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5739365828139274848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5739365828139274848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/06/friday-night-omg-i-was-so-excited-it.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RmFxq3meCjI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3ThcDRF6pDM/s72-c/IMG_2759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4966210961525821361</id><published>2007-05-30T19:44:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:16.552+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;firstly, i really should be doing my HOI instead of blogging. but hey, life doesnt stop for HOI.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was study night. (:&lt;br /&gt;nigel, nic, justin, rayner, kat and i spent it at the library until 1 AM. (the library closes at 3am during the week because melbourne uni exams are round the corner. yikes!)&lt;br /&gt;Whiee! it was fun. hahah there we were, in the midst of mugging university students doing our HOI essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;100 words! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;115 words! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;200 words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were the words that were slowly exclaimed throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;but later on, the guys (Nigel) procceeded to his dota, and Justin played his Golf game on his Sony E. phone.&lt;br /&gt;hahah! rayner kept thinking i was out to suan him. Oh wells, it was unintentional silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT WAS FOR LOVE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i think im a cynical when it comes to love.&lt;br /&gt;rayner was also trying to make me emo with his DAMN SAD EMO song. AHHH! heart melts.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rl1QuHmeCXI/AAAAAAAAAvY/mgdCDa4sC6k/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070297508733651314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rl1QuHmeCXI/AAAAAAAAAvY/mgdCDa4sC6k/s320/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rl1QtnmeCWI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/ErBiz57t-do/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070297500143716706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rl1QtnmeCWI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/ErBiz57t-do/s320/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rl1QuXmeCYI/AAAAAAAAAvg/W-5lEOHsxYA/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070297513028618626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rl1QuXmeCYI/AAAAAAAAAvg/W-5lEOHsxYA/s320/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rl1QunmeCZI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vlnEl2LLXo0/s1600-h/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070297517323585938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rl1QunmeCZI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vlnEl2LLXo0/s320/DSC00148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so then we headed in the chilly air to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;intersection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for supper! a slice of pizza please! there was this porno show on tv. So that's what aussies watch. hahah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;school was a drag again. i skipped my Maths 1 tute to go for extra Maths 2 lessons. Boring Boring Boring. i think the drama teacher, danny, &lt;strong&gt;loves&lt;/strong&gt; to pick on me. especially during the warm up part, he keeps staring at me to make a sound. I Hate Drama. i cant act for nuts, much less do the monologue exam two weeks from now. HELLO?! someone kill me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh oh! i stupidly picked the Worst monologue EVER! it's so hard ! the thing is, i didnt realise it until now, two weeks before the exam. GOSH, i just randomly picked one, and i picked the Matchmaker. ): it wasnt even in my 'okay-i-can-do-this-maybe' list. So basically, i'm fucked for my drama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the song Rayner tried to drug me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;across five aprils- a year from now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ao2l5yARpP8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;listen to the lyrics, (duh). the most decent video i could find on youtube. anyone knows where to find songs to put on blogs that's not on youtube? please tell me! (: thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Complete and total adoration, My gift to you, my heart was yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;In ten weeks you shaped it, In one night you murdered it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Torn from my chest and laid at your feet, That first step you took was the worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Since then you've walked a thousand miles in solace and short remark, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;And I still have these memories,But we'll never see what we could have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Remember, cause that's all you can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;We'll never make another memory, We'll never make another memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I'd have died in your arms the last time we were together, So I wouldn't have to wake without you today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;This time I thought things were real, You said they were,What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were a priority, Was I an option?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I let you see a side of me that I don't share with anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Promises are just words unless they are fulfilled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Knew from the beginning all I had to offer you was my heart, I'm sorry that it wasn't enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So, we'll go our own ways, And hopefully you'll remember the things I've told you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Hopefully you'll understand that everything I said was in sincerity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;A broken heart is not what I wanted from this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;But I guess I've learned from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;But aren't you supposed to learn from your mistakes? I don't consider this a mistake,I just wish the story didn't end this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Cause I'm still in love with the person who helped me write it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yes, just kill me right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome lyrics. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-4966210961525821361?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4966210961525821361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4966210961525821361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4966210961525821361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4966210961525821361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/firstly-i-really-should-be-doing-my-hoi.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rl1QuHmeCXI/AAAAAAAAAvY/mgdCDa4sC6k/s72-c/DSC00147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-2286859148103680187</id><published>2007-05-29T00:43:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:18.807+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>james love, you have no idea how much i miss you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr6u3meCTI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Cntz5e48fjc/s1600-h/IMG_4501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069640013665143090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr6u3meCTI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Cntz5e48fjc/s320/IMG_4501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr6v3meCUI/AAAAAAAAAvA/GyQREKFaObE/s1600-h/CIMG0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069640030845012290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr6v3meCUI/AAAAAAAAAvA/GyQREKFaObE/s320/CIMG0464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr6wXmeCVI/AAAAAAAAAvI/0bd1zjyv6h8/s1600-h/CIMG0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069640039434946898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr6wXmeCVI/AAAAAAAAAvI/0bd1zjyv6h8/s320/CIMG0478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr2k3meCOI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/W7kNpzpu7gk/s1600-h/IMG_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069635443819940066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr2k3meCOI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/W7kNpzpu7gk/s320/IMG_0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr2lnmeCPI/AAAAAAAAAuY/alaMc7Z5Z08/s1600-h/IMG_4273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069635456704841970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr2lnmeCPI/AAAAAAAAAuY/alaMc7Z5Z08/s320/IMG_4273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr2mHmeCQI/AAAAAAAAAug/Qm2zHyFUECg/s1600-h/IMG_4314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069635465294776578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr2mHmeCQI/AAAAAAAAAug/Qm2zHyFUECg/s320/IMG_4314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr2m3meCRI/AAAAAAAAAuo/6Hu5_815fgA/s1600-h/IMG_4402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069635478179678482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr2m3meCRI/AAAAAAAAAuo/6Hu5_815fgA/s320/IMG_4402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr2nnmeCSI/AAAAAAAAAuw/vG_4BrQBzPc/s1600-h/IMG_4399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069635491064580386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr2nnmeCSI/AAAAAAAAAuw/vG_4BrQBzPc/s320/IMG_4399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlrypXmeCKI/AAAAAAAAAtw/YXhYFhbSVyE/s1600-h/IMG_9078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069631123082840226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlrypXmeCKI/AAAAAAAAAtw/YXhYFhbSVyE/s320/IMG_9078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlrypnmeCLI/AAAAAAAAAt4/MHQXgWFvO-4/s1600-h/IMG_9079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069631127377807538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlrypnmeCLI/AAAAAAAAAt4/MHQXgWFvO-4/s320/IMG_9079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlryp3meCMI/AAAAAAAAAuA/c0qNXwmTAg0/s1600-h/IMG_1610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069631131672774850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlryp3meCMI/AAAAAAAAAuA/c0qNXwmTAg0/s320/IMG_1610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlryqHmeCNI/AAAAAAAAAuI/RdupTh23DWs/s1600-h/IMG_1717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069631135967742162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlryqHmeCNI/AAAAAAAAAuI/RdupTh23DWs/s320/IMG_1717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i just realised how much photos i have of you. it took everything in me not to post the awful funny photos of you. oh wells, JAMES! from 2005 to 2007, i'm so glad ive got a friend like you. someone that can put my ego way underground and someone that i can confide and trust in. No matter how much you tease, bully me, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know you love me!&lt;/span&gt; hahah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so happy that we've been through so much. cant wait to see you again james! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(: &lt;/div&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/10275078-2286859148103680187?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2286859148103680187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=2286859148103680187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2286859148103680187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/2286859148103680187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/james-love-you-have-no-idea-how-much-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rlr6u3meCTI/AAAAAAAAAu4/Cntz5e48fjc/s72-c/IMG_4501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-5284995007165842795</id><published>2007-05-26T12:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-05-28T22:35:49.261+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to the hustle!&lt;br /&gt;hahah im listening to this really gay song right now on nic's mac. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, I CUT MY HAIR ON THURSDAY! you could say i see the world with new eyes now. i see More things. hahah went to the hairdresser downstairs of Arrow- Karioos ( i think). my hairdresser was so cute! i was like her barbie doll for the day. fuck man, she cut my hair SO fast! like snip snip SNIP! and there goes my frindge! i amost died. my heart stopped for a minute. it was not even funny la. i wouldnt say my frindge is that bad, it's okay. just a tad short. so after that 5 min hair cut, she procceded to CURL my hair then shaved/trimmed my eyebrows. HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked in a chinese, i walked out a korean. ):&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was born to be a korean.&lt;br /&gt;lalala but i hate korean food. japanese food i love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;friday night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to melbourne central to watch PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN 3 with 11 people! (: gosh, i must say firstly that it is a DAMN GOOD SHOW. (i watched it twice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;sem: (at the sad ending part) CELINA! hold my hand! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah so cute! but i really enjoyed it. so then kat and i made our way down to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S.L.A.P!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds Like A Plan - 25th May 2007, party at Arrows.&lt;br /&gt;it was a really good party.&lt;br /&gt;pity i didnt bring my camera. but i was just next to the toilet bowl maybe for the whole time i was there.Argh, everyone puked it was not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, nigel, justin and nic went crazy! they bought a 'many spinning colour' light bulb (if you know what i mean) and they even had a SLAP playlist. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;the security guard came to chase us away, but then after 'reprimanding' us, minutes later They came to join the party. with a few other next-door neighbours. PHEEW! friking irish people are damn hot with their accent. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;saturday-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the day with nic at the state library, and then nigel and justin came to join us for dinner. omg, we went BOWLING after that! freaking awesome. it was So fun. and i realised that i actually dont really suck that much at bowling. my balls didnt go into the gutter. (:&lt;br /&gt;justin and i made this bet at the end on who would beat each other, AND I JUST LOST BY LIKE 4 PINS! OMG,STRESS! &lt;br /&gt;cause i was after justin, so all the guys were like 'GUTTER BALL GUTTER BALL'.&lt;br /&gt;only stressed me up and so the remaining two balls were all gutter balls. AHH! so i guess i owe you a drink justin. ):&lt;br /&gt;so after we went to catch potc Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically that's about it. Sunday was the usual.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to study but i couldnt! no idea why, just couldnt concentrate. after that headed to sem and belle's place for dinner and our Sunday Night Talkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i wana be your last first kiss-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-5284995007165842795?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5284995007165842795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=5284995007165842795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5284995007165842795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5284995007165842795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-hustle-hahah-im-listening-to-this.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-8138579316458098033</id><published>2007-05-24T01:07:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:19.208+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i was going through my past past PAST entries in my blog and omg, i cant stop smiling la. it's So funny. the way i used to type/speak/and even think is Amazing. i reckon it should be a documentry, no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;there are times in life where you just have to pick yourself up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and carry on with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;yes, life wont be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but it will be different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;there are times in life where you love a person,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;yet you have to let him go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;yes, life wont be the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it will never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but it will be different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;there are times in life where you have to block out all the pain and hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and carry on with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;yes, life wont be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but it will be different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wrote this on a saturday july 16, 2005. AHHH! omg, it's so embarrassing. it gives me chills down my spine. haha it was during the time where marcus PHOOI and i were always fighting. hahah! and SERIOUSLY, i had the word&lt;strong&gt; iloveyou&lt;/strong&gt; at the end of every post. WTF! HAHAH! SERIOUSLY?! &lt;strong&gt;i was sec 3, forgive my un-coolness.&lt;/strong&gt; haha shucks, i feel gross. i bet when i am like 20 i will look back on This post and be like &lt;em&gt;OhMyGoodness! Why is my 'i' not in Caps. *Bish. &lt;/em&gt;i shall not read anymore 2005 entries. it scares me. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im talking to &lt;strong&gt;glenn&lt;/strong&gt; online now! i miss him a big deal! he had his SYF performance 2 nights in the row and i wasnt there! he had a Solo performance on his sax and i wasnt there! OhMiGosh, he made me feel like swimming all the way back home la! hahah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlRlYnmeCII/AAAAAAAAAtg/mbmv6EJCfEo/s1600-h/22872573755965l.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067786954320251010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlRlYnmeCII/AAAAAAAAAtg/mbmv6EJCfEo/s320/22872573755965l.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlRlY3meCJI/AAAAAAAAAto/1Buhe39ViNo/s1600-h/977735085l.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067786958615218322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlRlY3meCJI/AAAAAAAAAto/1Buhe39ViNo/s320/977735085l.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(glenn with his sax) ah i couldnt find a better photo of him. TOO BAD GLENN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenn; says:&lt;br /&gt;the most handsome person on the universe?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kristi says: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most definately (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-8138579316458098033?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8138579316458098033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=8138579316458098033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8138579316458098033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8138579316458098033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-was-going-through-my-past-past-past.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlRlYnmeCII/AAAAAAAAAtg/mbmv6EJCfEo/s72-c/22872573755965l.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-537032489056374824</id><published>2007-05-23T21:47:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:21.775+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've not blogged in AGES! and so i thought i should give a little love to my slightly abandoned blog. (:&lt;br /&gt;school has decided to give me TONS of essays to complete and it's all due around the same date. stress!you could say.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SICK&lt;/span&gt;! like REALLY sick, ive got the whole flu viral thing in one- running nose, cough, aching body ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana get well please! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the highlight of the weekend : CELINA'S BIRTHDAY PARTY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ1cnmeCFI/AAAAAAAAAtI/3tY4fz24pig/s1600-h/IMG_2608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067734246481594450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ1cnmeCFI/AAAAAAAAAtI/3tY4fz24pig/s320/IMG_2608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;PHOTOS, i'll let you do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ1c3meCGI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ochUtepm_W4/s1600-h/IMG_2611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067734250776561762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ1c3meCGI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ochUtepm_W4/s320/IMG_2611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ1c3meCHI/AAAAAAAAAtY/WgqKozX-8fk/s1600-h/IMG_2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067734250776561778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ1c3meCHI/AAAAAAAAAtY/WgqKozX-8fk/s320/IMG_2612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belle, this will forever be your pose. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ0_HmeCAI/AAAAAAAAAsg/JDupbFA_FuI/s1600-h/IMG_2558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067733739675453442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ0_HmeCAI/AAAAAAAAAsg/JDupbFA_FuI/s320/IMG_2558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys - justin, tito, nic and nigel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ0_XmeCBI/AAAAAAAAAso/KpigMdey2R8/s1600-h/IMG_2617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067733743970420754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ0_XmeCBI/AAAAAAAAAso/KpigMdey2R8/s320/IMG_2617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kent, this is for you , - (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ0_XmeCCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/67R9wDyGaZU/s1600-h/IMG_2627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067733743970420770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ0_XmeCCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/67R9wDyGaZU/s320/IMG_2627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ0_nmeCDI/AAAAAAAAAs4/_eJ-1xiWdW4/s1600-h/IMG_2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067733748265388082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ0_nmeCDI/AAAAAAAAAs4/_eJ-1xiWdW4/s320/IMG_2643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ0_3meCEI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Y_lv3YW1nvo/s1600-h/IMG_2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067733752560355394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ0_3meCEI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Y_lv3YW1nvo/s320/IMG_2648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQzqnmeB7I/AAAAAAAAAr4/GFSFH13RZic/s1600-h/IMG_2563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067732287976507314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQzqnmeB7I/AAAAAAAAAr4/GFSFH13RZic/s320/IMG_2563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the booze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQzq3meB8I/AAAAAAAAAsA/wIX3H0Eu2Xw/s1600-h/IMG_2565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067732292271474626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQzq3meB8I/AAAAAAAAAsA/wIX3H0Eu2Xw/s320/IMG_2565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birthday girl! (: you looked gorgeous as usual my dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQzrHmeB9I/AAAAAAAAAsI/anTRk0fI1Cg/s1600-h/IMG_2583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067732296566441938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQzrHmeB9I/AAAAAAAAAsI/anTRk0fI1Cg/s320/IMG_2583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQzrXmeB-I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/S2Ne5I6SS-w/s1600-h/IMG_2596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067732300861409250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQzrXmeB-I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/S2Ne5I6SS-w/s320/IMG_2596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he smiled for this photo! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQzrXmeB_I/AAAAAAAAAsY/hBkuUCKMOiE/s1600-h/IMG_2621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067732300861409266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQzrXmeB_I/AAAAAAAAAsY/hBkuUCKMOiE/s320/IMG_2621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time to blow out the candles -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU.. AH, YOU KNOW ME SO WELL.. THANK YOU GUYS.. I'M SO TOUCHED.. IM GOING TO CRY.. I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY.. I LOVE YOUU.. AH, YOU KNOW ME SO WELL..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! celina kept saying those lines, it was so cute. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR! (: HOPE YOU HAD AN AWESOME TIME.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s you can use the thong in hongkong.. teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, eng called me last night !! i love you eng! so damn much (: what the hell would i do without you?! and can i say, you're SO predictable?! gosh, damn cute can. heh &lt;br /&gt;oh and dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've got a personal interest now (: fuck yes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant tell you now, so dont ask. but Hmm, have i told you lately that i love you? fucking Rod Steward is singing into my ear now.rahh i miss you&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a small note- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VICTORIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; omg, i cant wait till you commeeee! but sadly, my family would be over at the same time! oh wells, i guess i would have to split my time. hahah! i miss you silly! (: so excited to see you again! i live at college square on swanston. i'll be damn near you!! whoohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-537032489056374824?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/537032489056374824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=537032489056374824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/537032489056374824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/537032489056374824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-not-blogged-in-ages-and-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RlQ1cnmeCFI/AAAAAAAAAtI/3tY4fz24pig/s72-c/IMG_2608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3101462004337109050</id><published>2007-05-20T16:48:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-05-20T17:09:40.461+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awkward last words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wana go back HOME! ): sigh, i'm feeling so awful today. let's not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so i'll blog later about celina's 19th birthday party.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY PRINCESS! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i'm sorry guys for leaving. now, thinking back i really regret making that stupid decision. i should have known better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-3101462004337109050?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3101462004337109050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3101462004337109050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3101462004337109050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3101462004337109050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/awkward-last-words.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4183168913429222655</id><published>2007-05-17T13:35:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:23.385+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i didnt see any green fairy. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was so tiring! firstly, i had a FULL day at school. i hate wednesdays. a whole rollarcoaster ride of emotions man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, i got embarrassed by wiri. that bugger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in the room-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kris: "hey hey! lets go say hi to - "&lt;br /&gt;wiri: "okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;outside when we just walked up to -.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wiri: " hey -, kristi wants to say hi to you."&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?! hahah i was like flabbagasted. stupid wiri, i think you made me go red. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, it was a very last minute decision where lix, belle, sem, celina, wiri and haoyu came over for dinner. hahah! i didnt even know about it so there was like not enough meat! so we ended up eating spagg. the easiest thing to cook. heh (: sem is gona be a fantastic housewife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;omg, celina is SOOOOOO cute!&lt;/span&gt; she was trying to learn mambo moves AGAIN! gosh, you have to be there to see it. heh it's freaking cute. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love taiwanese!&lt;/span&gt; (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvYwnmeB3I/AAAAAAAAArY/5f3TudnN2Ag/s1600-h/IMG_2534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065380535683909490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvYwnmeB3I/AAAAAAAAArY/5f3TudnN2Ag/s320/IMG_2534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvYw3meB4I/AAAAAAAAArg/roKP2gldacc/s1600-h/IMG_2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065380539978876802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvYw3meB4I/AAAAAAAAArg/roKP2gldacc/s320/IMG_2535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvYxHmeB5I/AAAAAAAAAro/vKPdr4VK6es/s1600-h/IMG_2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065380544273844114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvYxHmeB5I/AAAAAAAAAro/vKPdr4VK6es/s320/IMG_2531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvYxXmeB6I/AAAAAAAAArw/uuaCZCMFVq8/s1600-h/IMG_2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065380548568811426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvYxXmeB6I/AAAAAAAAArw/uuaCZCMFVq8/s320/IMG_2539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvXxHmeByI/AAAAAAAAAqw/4nw4Rq_XyMA/s1600-h/IMG_2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065379444762216226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvXxHmeByI/AAAAAAAAAqw/4nw4Rq_XyMA/s320/IMG_2522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvXxXmeBzI/AAAAAAAAAq4/x4NUfjIkWq4/s1600-h/IMG_2515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065379449057183538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvXxXmeBzI/AAAAAAAAAq4/x4NUfjIkWq4/s320/IMG_2515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvXx3meB0I/AAAAAAAAArA/28Wj_wvfEdg/s1600-h/IMG_2536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065379457647118146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvXx3meB0I/AAAAAAAAArA/28Wj_wvfEdg/s320/IMG_2536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvXyHmeB1I/AAAAAAAAArI/R__NTWhQG1k/s1600-h/IMG_2540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065379461942085458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvXyHmeB1I/AAAAAAAAArI/R__NTWhQG1k/s320/IMG_2540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvYwXmeB2I/AAAAAAAAArQ/U2wtRlm2D_o/s1600-h/IMG_2528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065380531388942178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvYwXmeB2I/AAAAAAAAArQ/U2wtRlm2D_o/s320/IMG_2528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, at about nine plus, kat and i went over to nic's place for jon's birthday. heh hanged around the park and all until about 12 when jon FINALLY came back. ah! it was fun. heh alot of cake smashing and camwhoring. heh (: but it was the afterparty that was the BOMB.&lt;br /&gt;we had like absinthe (i swear i didnt see any green fairy.) , corona, vodka and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH i remember my &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;gay guy&lt;/span&gt;. Gosh&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember how i got back, but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU VAN! you rock my world&lt;/span&gt;. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and hey guys! i've got a confirm plane flight back on the 30th June and i'll be back at 4 pm! (: WHOOHOO, you know i cant wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-4183168913429222655?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4183168913429222655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4183168913429222655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4183168913429222655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4183168913429222655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-didnt-see-any-green-fairy.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkvYwnmeB3I/AAAAAAAAArY/5f3TudnN2Ag/s72-c/IMG_2534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4494638171923555901</id><published>2007-05-14T01:19:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-05-14T01:30:44.463+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;the HIGHLIGHT of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pee-ed in the alley today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an experience that's so gross i never wana experience again. hahah rim was having the time of her life staring at my  freezing white ass and my pee flowing- making a small river. teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, i ate CRABS today! omg, thank you t. molly! it was soooo goood. heaven in a HUGE crab. i like.. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;akon&lt;/strong&gt; says: i wana fuck you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whitney&lt;/strong&gt; says she wants ta dance with somebody, she wants to feel the heat with somebody.Yeah she wants dance with somebody,With somebody who loves &lt;s&gt;me&lt;/s&gt;. her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finch&lt;/strong&gt; says he wants you to know that he miss you, he miss you so...  he's not sleeping and you're not here &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The thought stops his heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay, i was bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;goodnight world(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY MUMMY'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I HOPE MY MUM GOT MY LOVE ALL THE WAY FROM MELBOURNE (:&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/10275078-4494638171923555901?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4494638171923555901/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-2707748046948229884</id><published>2007-05-12T21:22:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:28:01.055+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;baby, you will always be the dreamer and i'll be the dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-2707748046948229884?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2707748046948229884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkVzA0LNnzI/AAAAAAAAAqA/olXXhc7YenU/s1600-h/IMG_2500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063579813890858802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkVzA0LNnzI/AAAAAAAAAqA/olXXhc7YenU/s320/IMG_2500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and kathi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkV10ELNn3I/AAAAAAAAAqg/kNV8ry1dIg8/s1600-h/IMG_2505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063582893382410098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkV10ELNn3I/AAAAAAAAAqg/kNV8ry1dIg8/s320/IMG_2505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkV10ELNn4I/AAAAAAAAAqo/PLEI0IKe2CM/s1600-h/IMG_2512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063582893382410114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkV10ELNn4I/AAAAAAAAAqo/PLEI0IKe2CM/s320/IMG_2512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celina and yond (They Can Dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkV0O0LNn0I/AAAAAAAAAqI/bVePKS5OoJY/s1600-h/IMG_2485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063581153920655170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkV0O0LNn0I/AAAAAAAAAqI/bVePKS5OoJY/s320/IMG_2485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rim, belle and yond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkV0PELNn1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/f5iJg5hosXA/s1600-h/IMG_2497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063581158215622482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkV0PELNn1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/f5iJg5hosXA/s320/IMG_2497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yond and haoyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkV0PELNn2I/AAAAAAAAAqY/BCc7LVqpaRA/s1600-h/IMG_2493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063581158215622498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkV0PELNn2I/AAAAAAAAAqY/BCc7LVqpaRA/s320/IMG_2493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night was A W E S O M E ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lavish had a much better crowd then before. whiee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just wana say that i'm so glad i've found such an awesome bunch of friends (: Whiee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Here's a story of a girl living in a lonely world, She also had a secret crush; A little boy who talks too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And i'm standin in the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And when you smile i check you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;But you don't even know my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;You're too busy playin games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;And i want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;If you lose your way, I wont let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/10275078-4271086487335767635?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4271086487335767635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4271086487335767635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4271086487335767635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4271086487335767635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/me-and-kathi-sem-celina-and-yond-they.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkVzA0LNnzI/AAAAAAAAAqA/olXXhc7YenU/s72-c/IMG_2500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7096469662780826610</id><published>2007-05-11T19:06:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-05-11T20:02:41.666+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;pretend love, because there's no world beside us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so angst now! ): i swear it's my MOOOOOD swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;notebook&lt;/span&gt; is on tv now.. Sigh, it's a movie no girl can resist.&lt;br /&gt;ah! i want ryan gosling! his bedroom eyes, damn toned body..&lt;br /&gt;omg, he's so damn sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would you be mine, ryan?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i missed my extra accounts lecture because of sleep. but i went for my HOI tute and lecture. for tute, we did this 'play'. hahah! it was damn funny! and for Once the lecture made sense. even though it ended early cause the lecturer rushed through it, it's still such a useless and stupid subject. ROME, GREECE, SPARTA. stoic philosophy, aristotle.. ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STRESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got so much work and assignments piling up, but i just cant get down to doing it! ): Oh Wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i watched the news a while ago and there was this really corny headline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;home news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;if you live in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(they mean- world news.)*bish!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lavish&lt;/span&gt; later baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye world ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-7096469662780826610?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7096469662780826610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7096469662780826610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7096469662780826610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7096469662780826610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/pretend-love-because-theres-no-world.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-8345516618133978297</id><published>2007-05-11T00:09:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:25.053+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My whole apartment smells of Fried Oil .&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY?! it stinks so badly, i think i'm gona sleep in the corridors tonight.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting pretty darn cold these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will never let you fall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll stand up with you forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be there for you through it all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get to see my 'Jimmy' today.. ): SIGH, boohoo to me. never mind, tmr i'll see him for one lecture! hahah i'm such a stalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh, kathi made me So pissed off today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHE LOST $25 . ARGH, HELLO SISTER?! WE'RE TRYING TO &lt;u&gt;SAVE&lt;/u&gt; MONEY REMEMBER?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to lavish again tmr night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i promise i wont get smashed again.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;my run-in with bad luck today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the bank to set up an account, then i realised that i had to bring my passport. so i went back to get it, upon returning the LADY tells me she needs my student visa expiry date as well. fyi, i dont have my student visa yet! shh, that's a secret i need to keep in the mean time. ARGH, so in the end after ALL the walking back and forth, i couldnt do it in the end.SIGH i really need a hug.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss you guys!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkMzGULNnxI/AAAAAAAAApw/0n2Ex79j4Z4/s1600-h/304246293l.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062946589682540306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkMzGULNnxI/AAAAAAAAApw/0n2Ex79j4Z4/s320/304246293l.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkMzGULNnyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/UejWOyeA3l4/s1600-h/m86705950.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062946589682540322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkMzGULNnyI/AAAAAAAAAp4/UejWOyeA3l4/s320/m86705950.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope Children of God is doing fine and Crosstrainers! (: good luck in the upcoming bowling gala lovelies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-8345516618133978297?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8345516618133978297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=8345516618133978297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8345516618133978297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/8345516618133978297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-whole-apartment-smells-of-fried-oil.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkMzGULNnxI/AAAAAAAAApw/0n2Ex79j4Z4/s72-c/304246293l.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3630192093470405520</id><published>2007-05-09T21:38:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-05-09T22:02:50.922+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;liz has the notebook kiss. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISA! i bet you took the quiz a million times just to get the NOTEBOOK kiss okay! hahah i'm so jealous i'm turning green WITH ENVY! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;liz: hahaha too bad wendy woman kristi. i am the notebook kiss! :D now who wants to be my ryan gosling? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is it me, or is she did she just call me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WENDY WOMAN&lt;/span&gt;. ah! at least.. at least i am dressed in a NIGHT GOWN okay! hahah you in the 60's woman dresser. (was it based in the 60's!? Oh wells, whatever time period it was) argh, i miss my sisters so damn much! &lt;a href="http://-vintagelove.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://-vintagelove.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; go to liz's blog. Haha, and you can see why. she's so damn smart and gorgeous. (: aww liz, stop blushing. HAHAH! you're gona blow your top when you see this. *HEE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M SO GLAD ENG IS OKAY NOW! WHOOHOO! WHAT A LOAD OF THE SHOULDERS MAN! NOW, DIET PLAN ENG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;now i'm Jumping up and down, she's the only one around and she means everything to me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is why my day has been so great today (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. it was jam packed full of my tutes and lectures, tiring but bearable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. i had a small talk with MICH today outside of lit lecture. it was so dead boring! people were sleeping with their mouths open.HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. i love FM static &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. i got to see my JIMMY! (my eyecandy who is just so majorly fucking hot) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. became better friends with gideon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. had lunch with Rim, Sem, Belle, Gideon and Kat at union house &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. met lix and van for dinner at van's place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;things i HAVE to do or die &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO MY DAMN LAUNDRY! kristi is not happy with no nice smelling clothes.!&lt;/span&gt; shit, someone please help me do themm!! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and, i know this is bad But i wana shop.. FOR my winter jacket. HAHAH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay! my daddy just uploaded my bank account with much much MANY love. ah! but it's meant for my rent.. SIGH, money in the bank but Not for you to spend. how sad is that.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And, today is the 9th . happy 9th people! I just cant wait for today to just be over with. Hello 10th, please hurry up come! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-3630192093470405520?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3630192093470405520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3630192093470405520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3630192093470405520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3630192093470405520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/liz-has-notebook-kiss.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4013723495485401817</id><published>2007-05-09T17:22:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:25.528+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i was actually in this really sad depressing emo mood and thus i was looking for a song on youtube, called &lt;strong&gt;Hey Now by FM static&lt;/strong&gt; (awesome song, go listen) then i chanced upon this video. omg, it made me smile at their idiotic actions. hahah! american boys i reckon? Gosh, it's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;if you wana watch a really retarded video,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n5kdl7F4Z2c" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what i mean? hahah a person commented,&lt;br /&gt;beauty in the breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;and it has 2,922 Views.&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Canadian band, i lovee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FM static,&lt;br /&gt;All their songs are fantastic. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkGE9ELNnwI/AAAAAAAAApo/I0h2wGhHF5w/s1600-h/659804_356x237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062473640768806658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkGE9ELNnwI/AAAAAAAAApo/I0h2wGhHF5w/s320/659804_356x237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkGE80LNnvI/AAAAAAAAApg/lIqLmfPzz-Q/s1600-h/ashamed_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062473636473839346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkGE80LNnvI/AAAAAAAAApg/lIqLmfPzz-Q/s320/ashamed_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/10275078-4013723495485401817?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4013723495485401817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4013723495485401817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4013723495485401817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4013723495485401817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-was-actually-in-this-really-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RkGE9ELNnwI/AAAAAAAAApo/I0h2wGhHF5w/s72-c/659804_356x237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-1802404816395014958</id><published>2007-05-08T23:55:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-05-09T00:17:20.841+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WIRI!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now just cause you're legal to do anything you want, doesnt mean you have to yeah?! hahah lovelove! AND , MANY KISSES TO YOU (:(: HAHAH (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm falling sick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG,please i dont wana be sick especially during this period -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;lix: winter is definitely heading our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHH! so that means cold cold cold Freeze.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never get well then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vi4sUNA-3RE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy mary- FM static&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i walk down swanston street to my classes, this song is on my playlist.&lt;br /&gt;listening to it, bobbing my head up and down , swinging my hands to it,&lt;br /&gt;freaking fun,&lt;br /&gt;and it never fails to bring a smile to my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eng!&lt;/span&gt; i'm so glad i got your msg today dear! (: fret not yeah?! i'm praying for you. whiee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's weather is gona be FREEZING! 7-17 degrees, jesus! i'm just cracking my brain over what i can layer up so i dont have to bring my hefty jacket. Hmm, i dont wana be freezing my ass off too. ): i hate melbourne weather, it always moves so quickily in a day.&lt;br /&gt;when it's cold, you just eat.&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! this is really random, my thoughts keep jumping around. so that's why everything is all so messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cleaned up the dirty dishes while KATHI was just sitting there on her damn computer doing nothing but to breathe the air i breathe! gosh, i was just about to take the knife and stab her. lazy pig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mummy cried on the phone today, cause she was so worried i wasnt home yet. i was still at sem and belle's place. ah! i felt so bad, i went home straight away and called her on my home line. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M SORRY MUMMY! PLEASE DONT WORRY SO MUCH, I'M REALLY FINE! (: AND I JUST MISS YOU TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm really lucky to have such awesome parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, it's the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;9th of May&lt;/span&gt;.  00.42AM, it has been about 4 months since the day He asked me to be his. Oh wells, i'm still breathing arnt i. though everytime it's the 9th, my heart sinks a bit i always have friends to pick it up for me. so that helps. hahah i still remember every single detail, down to the way he smelt on that day. AH fuck, why am i such a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s no i dont like ------, gahh! BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-1802404816395014958?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1802404816395014958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=1802404816395014958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1802404816395014958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1802404816395014958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-wiri-now-just-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-44969561326598678</id><published>2007-05-08T00:02:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-05-08T00:41:45.745+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i said no because i didnt want you to be just another guy. you dont know this now but you mean much more than just a one night stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fucking serious, i want a tatt and then a tongue pierce.&lt;br /&gt;i've been wanting them ever since singapore,&lt;br /&gt;and now that i'm in melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SERIOUSLY WANT ONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lix! are we still on?!&lt;br /&gt;hahah but as usual, singapore is safer. &lt;br /&gt;my theory- singapore has Less people who take drugs and leave their AIDS infested needles on the ground. much less tattoo needles. so Therefore, i'll get a tatt for my birthday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want cupid (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm gona dedicate this space to ENG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;pal! dont worry about tmr, i'm sure everything would be fine (: trust yourself and the doctor. at the most just stop eating MACDONALDS and HOTDOGS la! hahah no more fatty food for you. it dangers your health AND your ice hockey. no no cant do yeah?! dont piss in your pants tmr in school yeah?! just relax and dont even let it cross your mind! remember to msg me and tell me how it goes! (: much love from australia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-44969561326598678?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/44969561326598678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=44969561326598678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/44969561326598678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/44969561326598678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-said-no-because-i-didnt-want-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-221178588425437865</id><published>2007-05-06T18:19:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:26.248+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;dont shut love out of your life by saying it's impossible to find;&lt;br /&gt;the quickiest way to receive love is to give love;&lt;br /&gt;the fastest way to lose love is to hold on to tightly;&lt;br /&gt;and the best way to keep love is;&lt;br /&gt;to give it wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm all by myself now. kat and lix are sleeping and I, well I cant sleep. i dont know why but my thoughts just keep drifting back to Him. And so i started to look through everything, looked through the letters i wrote to him but just never sent, looked through the emails, my past posts.. and everything just came rushing back. blurry, almost forgotten memories were alive once again. ask me why i put myself in misery, i dont know why. I guess it's because of how last night i was reminded of how a heartbreak actually sounds and feels like. I actually had to Run away to save myself if not I will be the one killing myself . i didnt think it would affect me that much, but it did and it still does. It still hurts to talk about him, it still hurts to even think about it. But at least i know this for sure, I did put in my All of him. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;live and let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;; that was my 'motto' then. and i guess that is how i am still alive.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you dd. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are still my fireworks, my thunder.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj2fuULNnsI/AAAAAAAAApI/HSYFcrIYVGk/s1600-h/IMG_8298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061377174272843458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj2fuULNnsI/AAAAAAAAApI/HSYFcrIYVGk/s320/IMG_8298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the 1st of Jan 2007, this was part of my post: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;okay! (: that was about it. heh anyway, i have this huge feeling that 2007 will be the best year of my life. hahah but i guess that would have to be hard since 2006 was already really awesome.okay let me try to describe the feelings that were rushing through me last night.well i went to church with my family, like every year. i cant believe that i actually didnt want to go because i always have so much fun there in church. ah! okay, let me name out all those people that were there to make my last hours of 2006 so incredible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj2ftULNnqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/aBGwND-v-kg/s1600-h/IMG_8276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061377157092974242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj2ftULNnqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/aBGwND-v-kg/s320/IMG_8276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj2ft0LNnrI/AAAAAAAAApA/jpH7nJ4JIy8/s1600-h/IMG_8291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061377165682908850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj2ft0LNnrI/AAAAAAAAApA/jpH7nJ4JIy8/s320/IMG_8291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj2fukLNntI/AAAAAAAAApQ/rfi0jGnlwHU/s1600-h/IMG_8309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061377178567810770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj2fukLNntI/AAAAAAAAApQ/rfi0jGnlwHU/s320/IMG_8309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj2hWULNnuI/AAAAAAAAApY/puhD99KNwZg/s1600-h/IMG_8316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061378960979238626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj2hWULNnuI/AAAAAAAAApY/puhD99KNwZg/s320/IMG_8316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kathi, chua, glenn, alex, tiffany, liz, wayne, simon, jeremy, samchow, hans, mildred, steph, wanping,&lt;/strong&gt; and well so many pther people. im sorry if i didnt name you out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahah! well, 2007 is definitely Very different compared to 2006. Better? Let's wait and see (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-221178588425437865?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/221178588425437865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=221178588425437865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/221178588425437865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/221178588425437865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/dont-shut-love-out-of-your-life-by.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj2fuULNnsI/AAAAAAAAApI/HSYFcrIYVGk/s72-c/IMG_8298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3155712502841004353</id><published>2007-05-06T14:15:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:29.870+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;One thought of you is all it takes to leave the rest of the world behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whiee! im beginning to actually enjoy my nights in melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;i am so dead for the month of May. Blame it on my implusive shopping habits, i spent about $350 in One day. and that's about $440 sing dollars. gahh! it may not be much to like some of you, but in australia- i'm dying. i have REALLY little money and i think i would have to beg soon. AH! daddy hurry come to australia so you can help me out (: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ZZkLNnPI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8SSA2AIbSX4/s1600-h/IMG_2372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061299851976613106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ZZkLNnPI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8SSA2AIbSX4/s320/IMG_2372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shopping with lix! (lix is a WAY bigger spender than me. i swear, she scares me. hahah ) &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1XRULNnFI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/huaPfqJtd1I/s1600-h/IMG_2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061297511219436626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1XRULNnFI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/huaPfqJtd1I/s320/IMG_2374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and shopping with belle (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;liz and ems, if you're reading this- DONT TELL MUMMY AND DADDY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;friday night-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG NOISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i LOVED the big noise event. it was SO fun it was amazing. most probably the best school event i went to so far. it's a time where you get hold of shakers, cowbells and all and just move to the beat. and after that, we had a dance party! omg, everyone was like So in the mood, they were all dancing and stuff. WOAH, it was awesome. it was also a great time to get to know the people in your class better. there are so many people in trinity, you can just get lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then after that, i went to lavish with&lt;strong&gt; lix, ben and aiksin&lt;/strong&gt; (i love his name, it sounds like a drug; it's so addictive) omg, at lavish there were SO trinity people, it was like a after after party of Big Noise. hahah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wish i brought my camera! but i'll get the photos soon! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;saturday ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. went to the state library for 30 mins before meeting rim, her boyfriend and cousin. (: yarra river is Really nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. met lix van and kat for dinner at van's place! steak with mash potatoes! (: it was fucking awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. headed to the pub to meet ben's friends since there was a man u match? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1d_ULNnZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/syZrT3tmlSs/s1600-h/IMG_2378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061304898563186066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1d_ULNnZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/syZrT3tmlSs/s320/IMG_2378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1d_kLNnaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/yRVVIQBg3Cw/s1600-h/IMG_2379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061304902858153378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1d_kLNnaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/yRVVIQBg3Cw/s320/IMG_2379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1d_ULNnYI/AAAAAAAAAmo/4toC55NVLEY/s1600-h/IMG_2376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061304898563186050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1d_ULNnYI/AAAAAAAAAmo/4toC55NVLEY/s320/IMG_2376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;hello aiksin (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. but kat and i left really soon after arriving because we were already late meeting belle, sem, rim, celina and all (: omg, it was fucking fun ! much MUCH better than lavish i must say. even the music was better- although it was ALL asians.&lt;br /&gt;i'll let the pictures do the talking for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1d_kLNncI/AAAAAAAAAnI/5a8YdVPlebY/s1600-h/IMG_2391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061304902858153410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1d_kLNncI/AAAAAAAAAnI/5a8YdVPlebY/s320/IMG_2391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ezULNndI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/U8fBWFdXDBg/s1600-h/IMG_2394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061305791916383698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ezULNndI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/U8fBWFdXDBg/s320/IMG_2394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1d_kLNnbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/4BfJvWLy8sg/s1600-h/IMG_2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061304902858153394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1d_kLNnbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/4BfJvWLy8sg/s320/IMG_2392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ezULNnfI/AAAAAAAAAng/F7Y__nHSUco/s1600-h/IMG_2407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061305791916383730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ezULNnfI/AAAAAAAAAng/F7Y__nHSUco/s320/IMG_2407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ezkLNnhI/AAAAAAAAAnw/bkHKm3_y-RY/s1600-h/IMG_2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061305796211351058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ezkLNnhI/AAAAAAAAAnw/bkHKm3_y-RY/s320/IMG_2409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ezkLNngI/AAAAAAAAAno/7r-IjYiFIMw/s1600-h/IMG_2408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061305796211351042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ezkLNngI/AAAAAAAAAno/7r-IjYiFIMw/s320/IMG_2408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ezULNneI/AAAAAAAAAnY/e8xhonpyvo8/s1600-h/IMG_2396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061305791916383714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ezULNneI/AAAAAAAAAnY/e8xhonpyvo8/s320/IMG_2396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1gGULNnjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/WzeUDJ9FyBI/s1600-h/IMG_2402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061307217845526066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1gGULNnjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/WzeUDJ9FyBI/s320/IMG_2402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1gGULNniI/AAAAAAAAAn4/dSEClaEKexg/s1600-h/IMG_2399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061307217845526050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1gGULNniI/AAAAAAAAAn4/dSEClaEKexg/s320/IMG_2399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1gGkLNnlI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qecHIglpcPs/s1600-h/IMG_2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061307222140493394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1gGkLNnlI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qecHIglpcPs/s320/IMG_2420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1gGkLNnkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/jbzpLDrPhgQ/s1600-h/IMG_2421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061307222140493378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1gGkLNnkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/jbzpLDrPhgQ/s320/IMG_2421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1gHELNnmI/AAAAAAAAAoY/eAcvdMykFxU/s1600-h/IMG_2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061307230730428002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1gHELNnmI/AAAAAAAAAoY/eAcvdMykFxU/s320/IMG_2442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1iC0LNnnI/AAAAAAAAAog/2uqJ_yBjc6M/s1600-h/IMG_2436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061309356739239538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1iC0LNnnI/AAAAAAAAAog/2uqJ_yBjc6M/s320/IMG_2436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. after that,kat and i popped by the verve (if that's how it's spelt) to ben's friends apartment. a kat and i were walking there, this indian asshole came up and like tried to chat us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indian guy: where are you guys going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:we're going to meet a friend now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indian guy: oh what's your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *stares at him. then looks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indian guy: what's your name? (to kathi, putting his arm around her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:what the fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i pulled them apart and i asked him to fuck off. HAHAH! he didnt get the damn message and still tried to try his luck, so i screamed on the top of my lungs, Fuck OFF. HAHAH! it is quite funny just thinking about it now, but well he deserved it. Thank God lix and ben appeared just in time.&lt;br /&gt;whiee! i'm a hero! (: i saved kathi's life!&lt;br /&gt;i think last night was the first time i asked so many guys to fuck off. i vaguely remember belle screaming at me too. Haha i am totally Not in love with Him anymore my dear, so yeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when we all reached the apartment ;&lt;/span&gt; omg, drama drama drama.&lt;/span&gt; anything that can go wrong with like 10+ drunk people went wrong. i was so lost, i dont even know what was happening. i dont think i slept a wink and thus i'm blogging now. gahh! i woke up with a throbbing headache again,and gahh! i was moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone stayed over and yeps! that's my friday and saturday night.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1jtkLNnpI/AAAAAAAAAow/E4k8HMdM0ec/s1600-h/IMG_2453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061311190690274962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1jtkLNnpI/AAAAAAAAAow/E4k8HMdM0ec/s320/IMG_2453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1jtELNnoI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Qq-4EO9w9RQ/s1600-h/IMG_2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061311182100340354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1jtELNnoI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Qq-4EO9w9RQ/s320/IMG_2450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;p.s i'm happy that you are happy. i really am. (: you know that no matter what, my heart was only given to you and you only. but for now, i'm taking it back. because it has been walking outside of me for too damn long already. thank you for everything dumbdumb. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Baby, memories of christmas time with you will just kill me if I'm on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;always&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/10275078-3155712502841004353?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3155712502841004353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3155712502841004353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3155712502841004353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3155712502841004353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/being-editing-now-whirl-wind-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rj1ZZkLNnPI/AAAAAAAAAlg/8SSA2AIbSX4/s72-c/IMG_2372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7065199585829446572</id><published>2007-05-02T20:30:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:30.126+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i got a tad annoyed with kathi today, she's such a P I G! omg, i have to like clean up and cook for her most of the time! ah, pisses me off because it makes me feel so old.. ):&lt;br /&gt;i'm contemplating whether or not to switch to xanga or not.&lt;br /&gt;but right now, im happy using blogger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm contemplating whether or not to start watching a whole season of &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i will (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MIN-HEIGHT: 250px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 250px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(216,233,237); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); HEIGHT: 4px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left" height="4" hspace="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right" height="4" hspace="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0pt; BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;What movie kiss are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(216,233,237); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/KA/KAR/Karrahlove/1131908719_terpankiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Peter Pan kiss. You don't often tell people how you feel about them, and if&amp;when they find out how you feel, they are usually astounded and completely taken in. Be careful - if you never tell your feelings, things might not happen for you.&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/Karrahlove/quizzes/What+movie+kiss+are+you%3F" target="quizilla"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com" target="quizilla"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register" target="quizilla"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php" target="quizilla"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/Karrahlove/quizzes/" target="quizilla"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=2302513" target="quizilla"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah! it's So not true. Oh wells , I WANA BE THE NOTEBOOK KISS! ): SHUCKS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjhxG0LNnDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/rd0qXElkeyk/s1600-h/1131912115_tebookkiss.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059918543249579058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjhxG0LNnDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/rd0qXElkeyk/s400/1131912115_tebookkiss.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i got lost while looking for my drama class. GAHH! people, remember &lt;strong&gt;BIG NOISE&lt;/strong&gt;?! hahah how could we not. it gave us such a big headache after that. well, i had that for drama today and i must say, it's SO MUCH BETTER than when we did it in singapore. they actually taught us beats and everything. hahah it was really funny to watch people like try to get it while moving on their feet as well. hahah i tried not to laugh, being the new girl and all. but it was quite impossible to do. and we're doing this 'show' next friday. whoohoo! i secretly cant wait! heh &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been thinking- i dont think i'll get a boyfriend or whatever here in melbourne even though it's such a romantic, calm, cosy, peaceful place with lovely parks all around. you know the feeling where you're just Not interested? well yeahh, that's the feeling i'm having now. i've been &lt;em&gt;love sober&lt;/em&gt; for about close to THREE MONTHS now, and i cant say i'm wanting to get &lt;em&gt;love drunk&lt;/em&gt; just yet. currently i'm just living in the moment, enjoying what i have and dont have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was talking to kane the other day, sobbing to him how life in melbourne is so different compared to singapore. Hello people, i can literally count just using my fingers and toes just how many people i actually talk to in school and whatnot. pathetic you may think, but kane actually turned all clever and wise on me. he said that he rather be able to count the number of friends he has then to lose count because the lesser you have 'makes you realise and dig out the weeds.' (hahah until now i still dont get it, but oh wells!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really do love the friends i have made here in melbourne (: they bring so much spice to my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rjh2ZULNnEI/AAAAAAAAAkI/gETS_Ol0bAQ/s1600-h/IMG_2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059924358635297858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/Rjh2ZULNnEI/AAAAAAAAAkI/gETS_Ol0bAQ/s400/IMG_2024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, what would i do without them . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-7065199585829446572?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7065199585829446572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7065199585829446572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7065199585829446572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7065199585829446572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-got-tad-annoyed-with-kathi-today-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjhxG0LNnDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/rd0qXElkeyk/s72-c/1131912115_tebookkiss.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-876789991214400369</id><published>2007-05-01T17:21:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-05-01T23:16:23.269+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as we round the corner to your house you turned to me and said,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i'll be going through withdrawal of you for this one night we have spent."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;/edit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*poooott!&lt;br /&gt;"oops! i farted. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and lix says ONLINE while sitting BEHIND me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;when it comes to life, i'm still a kid in a candy store says:&lt;br /&gt;you farted~!&lt;br /&gt;*runs away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;kristi says:&lt;br /&gt;it's not smelly!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;when it comes to life, i'm still a kid in a candy store says:&lt;br /&gt;no it isn't but maybe it's cause my nose is blogged&lt;br /&gt;i meant blocked you silly ahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah! lix is so stupid, she cant spell! and she's holding my elmo ransom ):&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it's 5.51 and she wants to go for dinner already. lix is such a pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today- the start of a new month, and i skipped a class this afternoon. i was so tired my head kept falling in my accounts tute and lecture. loser me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAAARRRKKKK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;omg, my family back home just went to &lt;a href="http://www.the-crystal-mirror.com/?cat=experience"&gt;http://www.the-crystal-mirror.com/?cat=experience&lt;/a&gt; this place! omg, I ALSO WANT TO GO! wth, im so jealous now! it looks awesome! and while they were there, liz and mummy msged me telling me how great the food is ( a 4 course gourmet dinner designed by internationally acclaimed star chefs ) WITH a pair of HOT guy twins. wtf!! hahaha! omg, that's freaking awesome man! (belle (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you all so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NPy95qxxZ3M" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your guardian angel - the red jumpsuit apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, this is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KATHI's&lt;/span&gt; song. gosh, like that also want to claim. oh wells, sorry kat! who could resist?! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;grey's anatomy cum your guardian angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO?!&lt;/span&gt; i'm almost in heaven right now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want some &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;punk rock music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, listen to the band -&lt;strong&gt; midtown&lt;/strong&gt; , songs- &lt;strong&gt;just rock and roll&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;become what you hate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, my dear putra should be a dj. his songs are freaking awesome &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;/edit.     i've been receiving much love from singapore recently. (: it brings smiles on my face everytime i get a phone call. last night i had a 27 min chat with marcuseng on the phone and tonight aqeel called! i know how expensive a one min call is, much less longer. and so guys, i really do feel honoured and touched when i heard from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;aqeel took FOREVER (maybe like 10 hours) figuring out how to dial the australian number on his house phone. hahah! he's not changed a bit! And he went for a manicure without me! ): you still owe me one my dear! hahah valentines day 2006 i forget you not! heh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you give me something to look forward to every morning (:&lt;/em&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/10275078-876789991214400369?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/876789991214400369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=876789991214400369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/876789991214400369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/876789991214400369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-we-round-corner-to-your-house-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-1761569363462399357</id><published>2007-05-01T00:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:30.282+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;good night world! it's 1.25 am in the morning now- 1st May . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a new day, a new month.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may this month, May, but nothing less but filled with casual romance in the air, breathtaking moments, and round-the-corner simple sweet surprises.&lt;br /&gt;may this month, May, bring joy, happiness, peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;may this month, May, be yours and yours only.&lt;br /&gt;may it bring sweet memories to be treasured for many years to come.&lt;br /&gt;may we all be victims of love.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BECAUSE IT'S MAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's yours to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been exactly one month since i've been here in melbourne. (on the 29th to be exact) and it's been bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know one thing that will always be kept constant in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjYMq0LNnCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gEgOCstYqQ0/s1600-h/IMG_1728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059245161097042978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjYMq0LNnCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gEgOCstYqQ0/s400/IMG_1728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's YOU GUYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kristi says: I KNOW YOU LOVE ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night my loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-1761569363462399357?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1761569363462399357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=1761569363462399357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1761569363462399357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/1761569363462399357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-night-world-its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjYMq0LNnCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/gEgOCstYqQ0/s72-c/IMG_1728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-5005329375029562168</id><published>2007-04-28T23:57:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:31.750+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Could this be out of line? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;To say you're the only one breaking me down like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You're the only one I would take a shot on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Keep me hanging on so contagiously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;here are the photos i promised to upload. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNa8kLNm-I/AAAAAAAAAjY/e479H_law48/s1600-h/IMG_2297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058486803016555490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNa8kLNm-I/AAAAAAAAAjY/e479H_law48/s320/IMG_2297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANZ day! we had like the perfect view from belle and sem's balcony (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNa8kLNm_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/ahBP9FYcdTw/s1600-h/IMG_2244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058486803016555506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNa8kLNm_I/AAAAAAAAAjg/ahBP9FYcdTw/s320/IMG_2244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNa80LNnAI/AAAAAAAAAjo/DKhZHngdwnU/s1600-h/IMG_2249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058486807311522818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNa80LNnAI/AAAAAAAAAjo/DKhZHngdwnU/s320/IMG_2249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK! only because she's so fucking hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNaPkLNm6I/AAAAAAAAAi4/AjezdJJKxyM/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058486029922442146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNaPkLNm6I/AAAAAAAAAi4/AjezdJJKxyM/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a 'pinic' lunch by the park! how cool huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNcYULNnBI/AAAAAAAAAjw/KANYph_7bVQ/s1600-h/4.2.3éå&amp;shy;¸å!~+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058488379269553170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNcYULNnBI/AAAAAAAAAjw/KANYph_7bVQ/s320/4.2.3%E9%96%8B%E5%AD%B8%E5%9A%95!~+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first few days of school (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNaPkLNm7I/AAAAAAAAAjA/Pq21oXOMySo/s1600-h/IMG_2330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058486029922442162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNaPkLNm7I/AAAAAAAAAjA/Pq21oXOMySo/s320/IMG_2330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNaPkLNm8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/zvsheCKLkC0/s1600-h/IMG_2337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058486029922442178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNaPkLNm8I/AAAAAAAAAjI/zvsheCKLkC0/s320/IMG_2337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lixxielove's owl pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNa8ULNm9I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/1E2zY3bDY8o/s1600-h/IMG_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058486798721588178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNa8ULNm9I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/1E2zY3bDY8o/s320/IMG_2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van and i - grey's anatomy and nip/tuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i just talked to marcus eng for 27 mins! ah, i miss acs international so damn much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YqR1AhtYDEs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;i guess this is just a small example of what acsintl really is like (: i miss you bitches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's just a short clip of what my melbourne friends are like. hahah! celina is like the 'host' of the video and she's 19 by the way. hahah! taiwanese people are so cute.&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kAH93cLGW2U" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, adding another video is really loser, but whatever. i LOVE this song. (: (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zQDACYB9ypk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;definitely maybe - FM static&lt;br /&gt;so see you latterrr (: CHEERS! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s if you want a really emo sad song, then listen to&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;lonely september&lt;/span&gt; by Plain White t's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; . &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you didn't mean to love me back, but I know you did&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm sittin' here tryin' to convince myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;that you're not the one for me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But the more I think, the less I believe it and the more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I want you here with me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You know the holidays are coming up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I don't want to spend them alone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Memories of &lt;s&gt;Christmas&lt;/s&gt; time with you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will just kill me if I'm on my own&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/10275078-5005329375029562168?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5005329375029562168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=5005329375029562168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5005329375029562168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/5005329375029562168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/04/could-this-be-out-of-line-to-say-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjNa8kLNm-I/AAAAAAAAAjY/e479H_law48/s72-c/IMG_2297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-3115387625267237429</id><published>2007-04-27T17:43:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-04-27T18:13:40.591+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because van tagged me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;Each person who gets tagged needs to write a blog post of their own 6 idiosyncracies as well as clearly state this rule. After stating your own six weirdness you need to choose six people to be tagged and list their names at the bottom of the entry.Don't forget to leave a comment on their tagboards to say you're tagged and tell them to read your blog for more information as to what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Idiosyncracies means a characteristic, habit, mannerism, or the like, that is peculiar to the individual.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I never fail to think of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; at least twice a day&lt;br /&gt;2. I ALWAYS have a shower in the morning, and i cant leave without it&lt;br /&gt;3. I tend to look at my phone every 2 hours without fail. It used to be worse in singapore! (same here kathi!)&lt;br /&gt;4. when i am nervous, my legs involuntary shake. and when i'm REALLY nervous, i bite my nails too.&lt;br /&gt;5. when i stare into space, i dont think of anything, literally. (unless there's a smile plastered on my face)&lt;br /&gt;6. last time in singapore, i couldnt go past one day without at least 2 hugs. (but now, i'm coping without them)&lt;br /&gt;7.( i'm going to add another one because 7 is my favourite  number.) every morning, i always cling onto the hope that i can meet someone new and interesting everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tag!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Becs&lt;br /&gt;2. James&lt;br /&gt;3. Priss&lt;br /&gt;4. Kane&lt;br /&gt;5. ANDREW PATRICK HILL&lt;br /&gt;6. Ellen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-3115387625267237429?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3115387625267237429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=3115387625267237429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3115387625267237429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/3115387625267237429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/04/because-van-tagged-me-rules-each-person.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-7904281947273366994</id><published>2007-04-25T23:24:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:28:31.904+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this will be the post of all my bottled up frustration - I LOST MY CONTACT LENSES! ALL OF THEM! OMF, I LEFT THEM IN THE RESTAURANT AND THIS IS NOT A REALLY GOOD START TO MY FRIDAY MORNING. I WOKE UP WITH A START SUDDENLY THINKING ABOUT THEM. GREAT, MY MUM IS GOING TO KILL ME ALL THE WAY FROM SINGAPORE AND LIKE SHIT! THERE'S NO ONE THAT CAN SEND IT OVER FOR ME!! I'M SUCH A IRRESPONSIBLE GIRL!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i typed this out last wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lix and van just left our apartment. (:&lt;br /&gt;ah im so sleep deprived it's crazy! and tmr i have to wake up just for ONE lecture early in the morning then i'm free from like 10.30 AM . what the hell! it's crazy man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is NZ DAY! so in other words it means one day of PUBLIC HOLIDAY! hahah had a sleepover at sam and belle's place with the other eight and then went home at about 4 today. it was a hell lot of fun. (: hahah&lt;br /&gt;there was a moment of total bliss,&lt;br /&gt;that totally made me smile,&lt;br /&gt;and there was a moment that just made me smile, AGAIN! hahah (:&lt;br /&gt;okay basically i was just really happy. i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;celina: are you happyyy!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day was just grey's anatomy season three day. omg, im addicted. i'm up to episode 19 and i'm sitting on the edge of my chair! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAM! BELLE! THANK YOU FOR THEM!&lt;/span&gt; omg, they are official lifesavers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjFC1ULNmtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KXhPDhGZ6U4/s1600-h/Greys-Anatomy-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057897340230015698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjFC1ULNmtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KXhPDhGZ6U4/s200/Greys-Anatomy-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meredith had a near death experience, her mother died.&lt;br /&gt;george is married to kelly but had sex with izzie (who is by the way so hot) and has to live with the guilt now. i think he married kelly only because his dad died and is feeling a major loss. and not to mention, Everyone just found out that kelly is like a damn rich girl! hahah comes with benefits. (:&lt;br /&gt;izzie is still hung up over her dead fiance, but has sex with george and is not feeling really.. lost?&lt;br /&gt;alex is still as hot as ever, flirting with like his 'boss'&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;christina is engaged to burke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i reckon you totally just skipped that whole chunk of bullshit on grey's. but ah! i'm on the high. (: it's lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday night -- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's a street party that i MIGHT go, considering my mood now, i doubt i'll even make it out of my house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday night-- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;celina's going to book a table at lavish! (: THAT is what i'm looking forward too my loves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(either this sat or next sat) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i wana go home now melbourne.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;i miss everyone back home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant come online for a while until next month because i'm going to go over my limit of internet. ah, very complicated. there's a limit of usage in college square if not, i have to pay more. OH WELLS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-7904281947273366994?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7904281947273366994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=7904281947273366994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7904281947273366994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/7904281947273366994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-will-be-post-of-all-my-bottled-up.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ldkojjLaeMQ/RjFC1ULNmtI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KXhPDhGZ6U4/s72-c/Greys-Anatomy-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10275078.post-4394073549188199878</id><published>2007-04-23T20:16:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2007-04-23T23:00:30.375+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Thanks for all you've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I've missed you for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;double accounts, one lousy period of EAP&lt;br /&gt;and im done for the day tmr. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive not been blogging recently, maybe because of my homesick attitude im having now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying im not enjoying it here now, i am. it's just that you tend to compare and well, you know which wins heads down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i'm really sorry if i've not been myself lately . ah, ive not been myself at all recently. but yeahh, im just feeling really horrible and all inside and i'm a stubbon bitch. i hate being told what to do and how to do it. i get annoyed easily but i am trying to bring my mood down. it's just the time of the month and yeahh, my mind is crowded with things to deal with. that's why some times i may seem cold or aggitated, but really, just give me time. i'll cool off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday i met up with belle, sam, wiri and haoyu for dinner at some viet restaurant. omg, the food was A M A Z I N G. then kat and i left to meet lix, nicola and friends to go to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;boulevard&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love lix. (: it was quite an interesting night i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;moving on,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up on a sunday morning at like 730, having about only 3 maximun hours of sleep with this massive headache over-shadowing me. i had to put on a 'show' for t. molly who was going to bring us to like the countryside for some orchestra festival thing. i must say i had fun. (: getting over a hangover in a countryside was just icing. hanging out with 30 something year old people were also a change. it reminded me of my mum's friends, talking about all silly random adult talk you cant help but overhear. hahah the countryside is BEAUTIFUL. it was just so relaxing and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;will upload pictures soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on kat and i went to belle and sam's place again. (:&lt;br /&gt;i kept to my promise man.&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud of myself . hee&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time, i suddenly realised what a stubbon person i am.&lt;br /&gt;shucks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I've never knew what it was to be alone, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Cause you were always there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;You were always there waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school school school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an eye opener too i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i think im changing you know? i think that im becoming more quiet, i think i rather be alone most of the time and now, i rather take the backseat. i think i'm just not being myself. ah shit! wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;highlight of monday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;being in a lecture theatre for the FIRST time in my life. HAHHA! omg, i was like stunned la! i almost like paused at the door. amazing man. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;meeting lix , van and hugh for dinner! although kat and i were really totally planning to just bumm around at home, sitting in front of the tv with left-over food on our laps. i really did enjoy dinner with them (: whiee! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;kat is flirting with our neighbour.HAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FEwBZegmcXc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alter bridge - in loving memory &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I carry the things that remind me of you, in loving memory of, the one that was so true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;You still mean the world to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's just one of those weeks where i feel totally alone . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10275078-4394073549188199878?l=k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4394073549188199878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10275078&amp;postID=4394073549188199878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4394073549188199878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10275078/posts/default/4394073549188199878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k-r-i-s-t-i.blogspot.com/2007/04/thanks-for-all-youve-done-ive-missed.html' title=''/><author><name>kristiann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049005121099676569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
