<?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-12187016</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:35:46.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aLl MixEd uP</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12187016.post-8390262347209416115</id><published>2007-04-09T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T04:37:45.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmph...Hmph...Hmph...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha! Ala lang...I just turned 51 in flyff, yay! So, I'm not in the mood for leveling up right now, so there's absolutely nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have loads to tell you. Uhm, to start it off...My sister and I just had a huge row yesterday. Uhm, the reason is kind of stupid, but it all comes down to this....Never call her boyfriend 'ugly'. Haha....Why? She'll scratch you and pinch you and pull your hair and...it's as if she'd rather defend her boyfriend that let her OWN sister live. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so mad and hurt that I even sent a group message about me not having someone called a sister anymore, that I don't know her, yada yada yada...and all those sorts of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, emotions really drive us a lot, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess my sister and I are actually fine now...But trust me, she acts like she's sooo innocent when she's absolutely not. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our parents found about about our so called 'fight', they banned us from using our computers for a day (can you believe that? Parents....). So, I wasn't able to chat with him and I really miss him soo much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is...We're allowed to use our computers today, and I told him that I can't use my YM up till next week. Actually, I could. I guess, I just don't want to...Argh! I don't know why, but I really, really have this uneasy feeling inside me that maybe, we won't make it through summer after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't love him...No! I love him soo much, honestly. I don't know what I'd do without him...But, it's as if I just want to see if...Unlike before...If would still have our feelings for each other, even with the lack of communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he finds out about this, he'll probably be mad at me and I know it's all my fault....But...I just don't want to be wrong this time...Being hurt is inevitable, but...am I driving myself towards pain? I don't want to experience it anymore...For once, I just want to be happy...Happy with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so there...I'm probably torturing myself by doing this, but the good thing is, we'll see each other soon...Yeah...I can hold on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, haha! With my sister's persuading powers, we got a haircut. Ooh! I have short hair now...It's for the summer look and all, according to my mom. But it's just hair...It'll grow back... :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-8390262347209416115?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/8390262347209416115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=8390262347209416115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/8390262347209416115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/8390262347209416115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmphhmphhmph.html' title='Hmph...Hmph...Hmph...'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-1610992339719193633</id><published>2007-04-07T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T04:12:32.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot! Summer na! Hehe...</title><content type='html'>Yay! It's officially summer...Newayz, I would have blogged sooner, peo busy kse eh...&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, nu ba masasabi kow? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ala lang...It's only been a few days, and yet I miss him so much already. And honestly, we almost got into a fight last night coz of my status in ym. Sure, I said some things that might've hurt, but honestly, that was the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kse eh, I really don't believe that absence makes the heart grow fonder. He agreed too. So, that's probably why I feel like he doesn't love me anymore...But he cleared things up for me, and it was all right really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared probably. Coz, summer is quite a long way to go, right? And I know we promised each other that we'd make it through summer...Kse, after nun...Ala lang...Hehe, basta happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, what if one of us lets go? :( ....You never know with the future, right? And now I'm really bothered, coz I feel like I really want to test our faith in each other. I just really want both of us to last. He's just....different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He treats me like I'm his equal, not like someone above him or something. And he's not afraid to show what he really feels. Which might result to some of our arguments (see? the stubborn and the proud just don't go well together), but by the end of the day, it just shows us how much we care for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, I just finished playing flyff...Haha! Soo happy, 5x na! Yay for me! :p ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, we're just goofing around with the dance pad...Haha! Well, that makes Kiko and me...Our sister is playing downstairs with Chloe (female version of Poochi!)...Hehe...Chloe will leave us next Sunday... *cries*....No matter, when she comes back, there'll be more of her! Yay for the cute doggie named Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, which reminds me...A while ago, while we were just having one of the sibling bonding in the living room, we went over all the dogs we had and we can't help but laugh at our misfortune... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! I miss him soo much...I don't want to let go...But, slowly...Maybe my feelings are starting to drift away because of the distance between us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I just think that. All I know is that....I love him soo much....I'll make it through summer, I know I will....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you...Yes, I do....I'll be with you as long as you want me to....Until the end of time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-1610992339719193633?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/1610992339719193633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=1610992339719193633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/1610992339719193633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/1610992339719193633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2007/04/woot-summer-na-hehe_07.html' title='Woot! Summer na! Hehe...'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-5165092435884755478</id><published>2007-03-17T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T07:34:27.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Am I ready to fall again?...</title><content type='html'>Yikee...Tagal na since my last post....Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta, soo much has happened ever since...It'll be hard to narrate it all...Hehe...Basta, all I could say is...I love him so much...Even if I'm still scared, I know it....I just don't want to admit to myself that maybe...Just maybe...He may be the one... (Beeeh! Naku...Hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously, I don't know what to do...I mean, there's still something stopping me from completely falling for him...It may be because my friends don't like him for me...Or, it may be because I'm still scared to fall yet again...I've just gotten up, am I ready to fall so soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, the green-eyed monster olweiz emerges pa! Hmph! Kainis, haha...Good thing Pineapple is there, so there's someone to talk to...Hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy is such great magic, honestly...It makes you realize things that you don't want to admit to yourself...Basta, haha...Sana, happy ending....:p Ever heard of the underground monster in the castle? No? Lucky you...It's pure horror! Hehe.... ( Kuletz nga niya eh...Lumayo daw ako para daw di ako saktan ng monster...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're writing our own fairytale now....If only you know how animated it is...:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo happy...Hehe....Oh basta, un na un...Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, sa nangyari ngaun....Aun....Labas ulit ung green-eyed monster... (**dance**cough**dance**)...Peo, I'm soo happy...Hehe...Basta....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy na...Buti nalang ala nagbabasa ng blog ko noh? Nyaha...Kundi....:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge na, nytznytz.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-5165092435884755478?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/5165092435884755478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=5165092435884755478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/5165092435884755478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/5165092435884755478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2007/03/am-i-ready-to-fall-again.html' title='...Am I ready to fall again?...'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-116176127240677015</id><published>2006-10-25T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:27:52.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note...Note...Note!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey guys...I was actually browsing through my cell, when I found my notes which was all about him. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anwyay, it's different from my other "I'm-sad-and-depressed type of note". It's an achievement! Well, let's just say...Ate Shiela is so gonna devote herself to Orange N' Lemons for a year. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's the note:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found out something. I think I'm over him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why, but the thing is, when I try the least and just let my feelings take over, I start realizing that all I want is to be friends with him, nothing more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm fine now. After everything...I finally feel free.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved him. I really did, I guess it just wasn't meant to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm ready to face the real world now....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wrote that while waiting for my father at Eunice's house. *laugh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, have to go! Buh bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-116176127240677015?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/116176127240677015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=116176127240677015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/116176127240677015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/116176127240677015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/10/notenotenote.html' title='Note...Note...Note!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-115988013409756696</id><published>2006-10-03T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T05:55:34.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurting deep inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's the last day of intrams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't say much...I'm still down because of what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wish he trusts me too...I never wanted to be invisible to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So you can't imagine how much it hurts when he walks away from me when I try to calm him down...Yet, when his friends talk to him, he's able to express his feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so useless....I never wanted to feel like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-115988013409756696?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/115988013409756696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=115988013409756696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/115988013409756696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/115988013409756696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/10/hurting-deep-inside.html' title='Hurting deep inside'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-115970630125024642</id><published>2006-10-01T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T05:38:21.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life's not always what it seems&lt;/strong&gt;...I just figured that out recently...Well, if you count "the start of school" recently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many twists, so many turns...And I just gotta say that I was surprised. Who would've thought? So weird...Can't get into detail...Good thing we've fixed everything with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I will take the time to apologize to her for the very big mistake we have committed. I'm so sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry talaga. Well, what can I say? The world is so twisted. It can make you believe things which aren't really true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yes, I really did miss my "Ate" (not my ate, as in Ate Krish or something. My ate, as in, my used to be big sis in school) soo much! Even if there's still a gap between us, we're all doing everything we can to make things go back to the way it was before.  Ahh, the wonders of high school. Never thought that there'd be much "violence" in second year. Well, life...Lesson learned! If you had to believe something between rumors that has a possibility to be true and a really really close friend who is slowly distancing herself from you, you'd rather pick to stay away from choosing and follow what your instincts tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many problems...And luckily, I've found a way to just forget about them. Fine, it's not really a way to solve my problems...But still, it takes my mind off it temporarily so it works for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reading...and, amazingly...studying. What?! Did I type that right? Haha...Or maybe finding a good internet game that might interest me. Yes, anything to take my mind off those disturbing little things called problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a debate, it is prohibited to take the argument personal and just blow off, shouting useless and, without a doubt, very rude comment towards the opponents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life's not perfect. Everybody can't like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day, if ever, someone would tell me that I annoyed him/her to no end. That maybe I was useless. What to do? Bite him back! Naah, too juvenile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life's short...Been spending most of it pretending. What to do? Take off my mask, be who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Random comments, just popped into my head. Who knows...maybe it would happen one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah, one last...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loved someone, loved you back. Broke apart, separated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Possibly by fate, got together again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Problem? Got tired of waiting...Maybe just wanted it to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I were to choose between someone who I love and someone who loves me, I'd pick the one who I love. Why? Coz if I pick someone who loves me while I love another one, that'd be totally faking it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if I were to choose between fighting for the one I love or giving up because of the long wait....I honestly don't know what I'd do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-115970630125024642?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/115970630125024642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=115970630125024642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/115970630125024642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/115970630125024642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-long.html' title='So long...'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-114846234121338608</id><published>2006-05-24T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T02:19:01.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enrollment ngaun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmmm...Tagal na rin din nag post, right? Hehe...Oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enrollment namin today...Haha, can you believe it? I'm in Pasteur! I'm in Pasteur! Hehe. Together with Ate Ven and Eun and I don't know who else, but who cares? I'm in Pasteur! Hehe...It's kinda depressing coz Ate She is not with us...but, KJERVS will still be KJERVS, and Vensheuna will still be Vensheuna! Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's funny, because I'm actually looking forward to school na. After we got home, I was so bubbly because...I'm in Pasteur! I'm in Pasteur! Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I feel guilty now. Even though I know he/she doesn't read this, ito lang po masasabi ko sa kanya. I'm really sorry po. I would explain it all po, kaso...I dunno. Si Ate Ven kasi eh, pinaalala sa akin. Waah! Sorry talaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sige na nga, yun na lang muna. Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, before I leave, I wanted to say na...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'm in Pasteur! I'm in Pasteur!" Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-114846234121338608?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/114846234121338608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=114846234121338608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114846234121338608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114846234121338608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/05/enrollment-ngaun_24.html' title='Enrollment ngaun!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-114743015844294793</id><published>2006-05-12T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T03:36:23.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey! Guess what? We found something else to do this summer! Haha! So, we used to always play PS2 right? Well, that Naruto 3 PS2 game also crossed our schedule! Hehe, yeah...My character is Hinata but I love Hanabi better...In the game anyway, hehe. So...Well, truth be told, I got obsessed with it a few weeks ago. I was like "I need to train to get better" and all those stuff. But luckily, my brother managed to knock some sense into me and made my play flyff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found out that it's actually quite funner than Ragnarok, or that's probably because we've been playing RO for years already. Yeah, I guess that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, skipping all that, last monday, we went to Batangas. Well, let's just say I enjoyed the trip there. On the other hand, the stay there was...quite...creepy? What? Don't believe me? But it's true!!! I tried to enjoy it as much as I could, but there were really just some things that bugged me so much. I'll enumerate them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. I couldn't swim as much as my sibs could because of...erm...personal reasons? *cough*timeofthemonth*cough*. Pretend you didn't read that. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Do you know that sticky reptile which is like that larger version of a lizard? You know, the one that makes the sound "Tu-ko" which it was also named after. Yep, that one. Guess what? We actually found three of those lingering around our room! *shivers* Well, we can't blame Mother Nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. When I was swinging on the hammock, I swear I saw something move in the tree above me, and something suddenly fell on me. I was so freaked out that I immediately stood up and I really don't want to think about what fell on top of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4.  My parents were soo obsessed with the cabanas, and asked us to sleep there. It was fine at first, but soon after, I saw that directly on top of me was another tuko. Waaah!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Last but not the least, when the three of us were lying down on our beds, all was well, and then suddenly, a cat entered our room through the roof and it was supposedly chasing a rat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, yes...Not exactly one of my best vacations, but it was actually fun, if you eliminate all those things above. The food was great, and I managed to try to kayak, there were a lot of fishes to see, I managed to get enough tan (I think...I just couldn't swim much, okay?!), and the hammock (excluding the thing that fell on me) was very relaxing. It took my mind off certain things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there. Anyway, I only noticed nowadays that school was getting nearer and nearer. Guess what? I'm over him. Yes, we're friends...Nothing more. What matters most is the time we had right? So yeah...and about this new guy...Well, the slowly developing feelings was stopped, and I'm determined to keep my mind on my studies this year. Yes...Hopefully...Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, we have to go eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-114743015844294793?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/114743015844294793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=114743015844294793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114743015844294793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114743015844294793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-time-no-see_12.html' title='Long time no see!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-114743014657813375</id><published>2006-05-12T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T03:36:26.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey! Guess what? We found something else to do this summer! Haha! So, we used to always play PS2 right? Well, that Naruto 3 PS2 game also crossed our schedule! Hehe, yeah...My character is Hinata but I love Hanabi better...In the game anyway, hehe. So...Well, truth be told, I got obsessed with it a few weeks ago. I was like "I need to train to get better" and all those stuff. But luckily, my brother managed to knock some sense into me and made my play flyff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found out that it's actually quite funner than Ragnarok, or that's probably because we've been playing RO for years already. Yeah, I guess that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, skipping all that, last monday, we went to Batangas. Well, let's just say I enjoyed the trip there. On the other hand, the stay there was...quite...creepy? What? Don't believe me? But it's true!!! I tried to enjoy it as much as I could, but there were really just some things that bugged me so much. I'll enumerate them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. I couldn't swim as much as my sibs could because of...erm...personal reasons? *cough*timeofthemonth*cough*. Pretend you didn't read that. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Do you know that sticky reptile which is like that larger version of a lizard? You know, the one that makes the sound "Tu-ko" which it was also named after. Yep, that one. Guess what? We actually found three of those lingering around our room! *shivers* Well, we can't blame Mother Nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. When I was swinging on the hammock, I swear I saw something move in the tree above me, and something suddenly fell on me. I was so freaked out that I immediately stood up and I really don't want to think about what fell on top of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4.  My parents were soo obsessed with the cabanas, and asked us to sleep there. It was fine at first, but soon after, I saw that directly on top of me was another tuko. Waaah!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Last but not the least, when the three of us were lying down on our beds, all was well, and then suddenly, a cat entered our room through the roof and it was supposedly chasing a rat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, yes...Not exactly one of my best vacations, but it was actually fun, if you eliminate all those things above. The food was great, and I managed to try to kayak, there were a lot of fishes to see, I managed to get enough tan (I think...I just couldn't swim much, okay?!), and the hammock (excluding the thing that fell on me) was very relaxing. It took my mind off certain things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there. Anyway, I only noticed nowadays that school was getting nearer and nearer. Guess what? I'm over him. Yes, we're friends...Nothing more. What matters most is the time we had right? So yeah...and about this new guy...Well, the slowly developing feelings was stopped, and I'm determined to keep my mind on my studies this year. Yes...Hopefully...Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, we have to go eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-114743014657813375?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/114743014657813375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=114743014657813375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114743014657813375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114743014657813375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-114578439653904206</id><published>2006-04-23T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T05:08:05.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick Tock?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm...Did you know that the ticking sound of the clock is really annoying? Well....It is! Why? Coz starting about two weeks ago, I started waking up in the middle of the night....Most probably from either 12:30-1:30 or 1:30-3:00 or 2:00-3:30....It's kinda creepy...It was as if someone was....waking me...up?! Harhar, yeah right...Hehe...&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;Anyway, back to the ticking sound of the clock...It irks me so much! Coz whenever I wake up, it's the first sound I usually hear, then the sound of the air conditioner and then the clock again. It's soo annoying. Hmph, from now on, the ticking sound of the clock would be one of my greatest pet peeves! Erm...I dun get it...Err...Whatever...&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;Anyway, leaving the clock...Hmm...Summer is so boring!!! Truth be told, we're tired of playing the Sims 2, and Narutimate Hero 3, and Monopoly...Well, it was too redundant!! Well, basically....Now, Kiko and I just roam around fanfiction.net, trying to find any story to read. Trust me, I think we've already read all of the SasuSaku, NejiSaku, GaaSaku fics, that we had to resort to ItaSaku....ehh, wha?! Yeah we know, it's a really weird couple....But if you actually look at it closely, there's a possibility that they could really become a couple...Due to Sasuke's revenge and all...You know...Erm...Never mind...&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;Oh...and I have to thank my panda-chan, Siri!!! Why? Coz he's my reading companion, and my sleeping companion!! Yay! *gives cookie to Siri* Well, yeah...Jaja is my sleeping companion...wait, scratch that...was my sleeping companion...But it really didn't contribute in the "learning to move on" part, did it...So...&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;I was thinking of sealing Jaja and all the letters from him (let's include the notebook of his memories) and then I'd keep it in a corner in a room... Actually, I thought about this last week...But then, I wasn't too strong yet at the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah...April 15....I told myself that I have got to get a move on...Dwelling in the past doesn't help anymore...So, that's what I did...&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;...and, his memories are slowly drifting away from me...Yeah, slowly...Guess what? I'm not hurt anymore...Yeah, it's a really big achievement of mine...&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;Hmm....them...they're such a pain...Good thing I learned a lesson or two! Yeah! For my second year in high school, I'd just prioritize my studies (hopefully)....Well, of course I have to try!!&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;Hmph, well...If I can't do it...Well then, sue me. Anyway, I think I'm gonna go read for a while....Hehe...GTG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-114578439653904206?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/114578439653904206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=114578439653904206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114578439653904206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114578439653904206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/04/tick-tock.html' title='Tick Tock?!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-114491944528282819</id><published>2006-04-13T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T02:10:45.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naruto 3! Yikee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm, so what happened today....erm...For starters, we didn't play the Sims 2 as much...(insert horrific sound) Harhar, no, seriously...It's because we got hooked (and we'll probably get bored of it soon) on the Naruto 3 thingy for playstation 2...and yeah, it's fun and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it gets too tiring and right now, my fingers hurt because of all that playing and *whispers*.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehe...I won't tell what that is...coz it's too embarassing, besides, I'm just a beginner, so I'm not speaking! Hehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm...Okay, so right now....To forget about everything that might distract me, I won't touch my YM or my friendster account anymore...Yeah I know, it's pointless...But here's the thing...If I discipline myself to stop using my YM and Friendster account (which is hard, coz I always do), I'll probably be able to discipline myself to study hard next year....Erm, okay, I know it's impossible, but it's worth a try, right? Oh, stop it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What else?....Uhm, so right now, we're watching television and guess what?! There was a wee bit change in our "summer schedule" because of the ps2...But so what?! As long as there's something to do, I'm fine with it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I'm hungry right now...and our sister is slowly eating the kitchen as a whole! I'm off! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-114491944528282819?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/114491944528282819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=114491944528282819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114491944528282819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114491944528282819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/04/naruto-3-yikee.html' title='Naruto 3! Yikee!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-114484360779326442</id><published>2006-04-12T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T02:11:07.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedule?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okie, been a few days since I last posted...right? Well...I was busy playing Sims 2...Haha, dunno why I got hooked on it again. I mean, it's been like...more than a year since we last played it, but who cares? It's super fun and it helps past the time.&lt;br /&gt;...so, here's pretty much our schedule everyday. Really, life is a wheel. (Sleeping Beauty?! Haha!)...I mean, I feel as if I'm just replaying my life over and over and over again. Anyway...So...This is what I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30- 6:30 am - Wake up! (I think I got used to waking up early coz of school)&lt;br /&gt;6:30-6:40 - Wash face, brush teeth, turn on computer&lt;br /&gt;6:40-8:00- Use the computer, either play Sims 2 or go to fanfiction.net&lt;br /&gt;8:00-8:15- Eat breakfast, goof around with my siblings and Tommy, or I just watch Yakitate Japan or sumthing...&lt;br /&gt;8:15- 10:00 - Use the computer again&lt;br /&gt;10:00 - 12:00 - It's either use the computer, raid our kitchen or watch anything with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;12:00- 12:30 - Eat lunch, brush teeth,and stay in any room we could find.&lt;br /&gt;12:30- 1:00 - Watch crush gear (turbo or nitro, whatever we catch...And, because we're not allowed to use the computer! So, we actually have no choice. But I just usually listen to my iPod at that certain time), and I usually take a bath in the middle of this show.&lt;br /&gt;1:00-1:30 - Watch Naruto&lt;br /&gt;1:30 - 2:00- Watch Mirmo! Aww, they're soo cute. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;2:00-4:00 - It's either sleep, continue watching, sleep, raid our kitchen again, sleep, or play Monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;4:00- 7:00 - Use the computer&lt;br /&gt;7:00-7:30 - Eat Dinner and brush teeth&lt;br /&gt;7:30- 8:00 - Use the computer&lt;br /&gt;8:00- 8:30 - Watch Mirmo again...&lt;br /&gt;8:30- 9:30 or 10:00- Use the computer&lt;br /&gt;10:00- Sleep! And, the day has finally ended! Harhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I told you my life is boring!!! Grr! There's nothing to do!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....I so love my family in Sims, especially the little girl, coz she's soo good! Harhar! Yeah right...Hehe. So, my mom finally finished her pregnancy and the baby is already a toddler. My dad's finally a member of whatever in Sims and....okie, okie...fine, I'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, oh yeah...I actually found out something shocking. But, I don't want to believe it's true, that's why I'm trying to avoid...uhm...*cough*him*cough....erm...Never mind...&lt;br /&gt;I think it's because I'm scared coz I don't want to be hurt again and then break down or something. Yeah...I really don't want my second year to be...erm...what's the word?...erm...twisted. Oh, stop...wait...Don't use that word. Okie...Uhm! Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe what I'm telling myself is nearly impossible, but I really want to try! Coz, I really wanna be serious. Hmm...I don't understand myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;FIne, I'll stop here na nga...&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, I'll try to post sometime again. Au revoir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-114484360779326442?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/114484360779326442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=114484360779326442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114484360779326442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114484360779326442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/04/schedule.html' title='Schedule?!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-114445617772471799</id><published>2006-04-07T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T17:29:37.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naiwan ang Penguin...Hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Newayz, pumunta akong school today. Kse, we needed to get our cards tapos our stipend. Yey! Hehe....Uhm, yung grades ko...they're fine naman. Haha, except for Values and AP...what? I totally suck in those subjects....Uhm....Tapos, hehe...iniwan ko si JM sa school. My mom actually was planning to fetch me from school after lunch...Pero nagpasundo ako ng maaga. Hehe, naiwan si JM...kasi sila Raymond nag dotA...tapos sila Ate Ven at Ate She, pumunta sa shop nila Chila...Ayun...Iwan naman  ang penguin. Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sabi nga nya, after lunch nalang daw. Ei, tinatamad na talaga ako...Kaya yun...Hehe...Besides, kinukulit nya ako eh! Nambato ba naman daw ng piso! It hurts! Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm...So, nag stay ako sa office ng mom ko...Boring, sobra...Haha...From twelve hanggang 7:30...La ako ginawa...Sayang sa oras, sobra...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So pag-uwi ko sa house...Computer agad....Sims 2...Haay, naiinis ako...Di na save ung nilaro ko kagabi kse, my ate wanted to go na, so I had to turn off the computer na...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So aiun...Tapos na first year...Yey! Nu kaya mangyayari sa second year? Hmm....Basta, keilangan ko munang harapin ang summer...Haha, soo boring! As in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sige, un na muna...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-114445617772471799?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/114445617772471799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=114445617772471799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114445617772471799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114445617772471799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/04/naiwan-ang-penguinhehe.html' title='Naiwan ang Penguin...Hehe'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-114432116998265733</id><published>2006-04-06T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:59:29.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sims 2 uletz? Haha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm...Today, is not an ordinary day! Why? Coz mei nahanap kaming ibang gawin! Hehe...First, after lunch, since we can't use the computer from 12 to 4, Kiko and I played monopoly...Haha! Bankrupt ako...Huhu...So sad...Eh kse naman eh, I needed to buy properties! (pero di naman kumikita...Hehe)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that, we watched another dvd, tapos, as usual, nakatulog nanaman kami...Haha...Pero may nahanap kaming ibang gawin besides Club Penguin...Don't get me wrong, I love that game (Ooh! Penguins!) Pero it gets overused, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We played Sims 2 again, tapos si Ate Krish, siya gumawa ng house ko since gusto nya...Ang ganda, sobra! Lalo na ung labas ng house ko...Parang forest! Hehe...Tapos, kani-kanina lang, I was playing...Kaso medyo mabagal kasi eh, kaya un...I stopped na muna...Siguro I'll play later nalang...Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm...Nu pa ba? Hmm...Post, post, post...Post, post, post...Haha! Grabe, one week vacation pa lang, sooper boring na!!! Haay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sige, un na lang nga muna...Anyway, my blog is soo bad! Kasi dito sa computer ko, kapag mei snow, alang music...and vice versa...It's so so evil! Parang yaw nya ma-complete ung blog ko! Huhu!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehe...Newayz, sige...Laro daw muna kami monopoly...Haha! Sana di naman ako mamulubi ngaun...Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-114432116998265733?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/114432116998265733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=114432116998265733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114432116998265733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114432116998265733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/04/sims-2-uletz-haha.html' title='Sims 2 uletz? Haha!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-114423037900513575</id><published>2006-04-05T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T04:33:40.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss him soo much!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just added the snow effects thanks to my lil bro! Seriously, he could be a dear when he wants to...*laughs* Anyway...Hmm...I dunno...It's been a long time since I got back to blogging eh...Hehe...Post, post, post, post...Uhh, yeah...Something like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway...Uhm, we just finished eating spaghetti and there's absolutely nothing to do on the net. Haay...Summer can be so boring, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really miss him so much...I know, I know...I should be getting over him...But, it's really hard. Come on, could you get over someone you really love, just like that? No? See? I'm right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No seriously, I miss my mirage so much. Oops, scratch that...He's not mine anymore. But...do I really want to forget about him? I think JM's right...I don't want to forget bout him coz I don't want history to repeat itself....Like JM always says, Fate is so bad! Coz it lets you meet people who you think is the one for you, but it also breaks you up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sad, sad story, really it is. But...I really do miss him. I miss everything about him. The touch of his hand, the way he smiles, his eyes...his texts, his words...everything. Gah! I'm being too mushy...Pero...I really, really do miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, you see? Fate left one thing in his wake. Jaja...That cute little stuffed dog he gave me for Valentine's day...Valentine's day...Just ten days after his birthday, and thirteen days after our special day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Why can't I stop thinking bout him?! I'm supposed to be getting over him!...but deep inside, I know I'm fooling myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coz I know that it would be impossible to get over him...When it's still him...He's still the only one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Argh! I really hate myself....Haay, buhay...It's so confuzzling....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-114423037900513575?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/114423037900513575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=114423037900513575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114423037900513575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114423037900513575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-miss-him-soo-much.html' title='I miss him soo much!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-114414808042369939</id><published>2006-04-04T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T03:56:04.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After School...</title><content type='html'>Wow...School's over...I can't really believe it...Kasi, parang ang daming nangyari this school year eh, soo much. Hehe...I guess that's what usually happens sa mga first years...&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, I'm so happy kasi school's over. I'm really tired of everything, and I could finally take a long break from all these things. Tagal ko rin di nag post, noh? Well, let's just say madaming nangyari...&lt;br /&gt;Well, my last post was last sem break, right?&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes...my rank did go lower. As in, super low...At the time, I didn't know how to react coz everything was a mess...My grades, my relationship with my parents and...with him...&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, KJERVS were there for me...Hehe...I love them soo much! Lalo na KEVS....Hehe...Sobra talaga...&lt;br /&gt;Basta, skipping all that...to right now...&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, I dunno kung nag improve grades ko...pero it's all done na...What matters is what is ahead of me...Which is still weeks away! Haha, I dun like to think bout it na muna...I just wanna relax so much...&lt;br /&gt;With my parents, everything's fine na rin...They learned to accept the fact that no one is perfect...Wow, took them more than 12 years...*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Oh, which reminds me...Thirteen na ako! Thirteen na ako! Hehehe!....&lt;br /&gt;With him...It's all over, I guess...Actually, it was going great after Christmas...Coz of what happened nung dance night...It really was going great...Pero, I dunno...It became twisted thanks to the green-eyed monster, not being able to show who we really are, confusion...Stuff like that...&lt;br /&gt;...and, basta...It was all magulo...You know the song "I'd Rather"? Yeah...It was something like that...I was the first one to let go, he was too hard to read...I really can't say what he feels...Pero, after a time...I found out that he's still the one...Tapos, un...Basta sobrang gulo!&lt;br /&gt;We talked nung friday....Uhm...and he said he's moved on...and we're just friends...I told him that I just really needed to clear things up, but I really was hurt...so much...&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get over him...Which is hard...Good thing my friends are there to help me...Ate Ven, Eun, Ate She, JM...sobrang help talaga...&lt;br /&gt;It's getting harder to keep my promise that I'd wait for him...coz I'm starting to think that there really is no more chance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-114414808042369939?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/114414808042369939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=114414808042369939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114414808042369939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/114414808042369939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2006/04/after-school.html' title='After School...'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-112989883117220929</id><published>2005-10-21T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T05:47:11.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just after periodicals</title><content type='html'>Life totally sucks right now...Hindi ko alam kung dapat masaya ako since sem break na, or dapat malungkot ako since alam kong mababa ako this second quarter. I assumed too much, akala ko, magagawa ko pa rin ung ginawa ko nung first quarter...I thought makaka survive ako with my stock knowledge...I am so wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Nu kaya reaction ng parents ko when they see my card? My guess is, galit cla, kukunin nila cel kow, ban ako from using the computer, bawal ako mag text...and lagi ako dapat mag aral...Kasalanan ko lahat, I got too carried away.&lt;br /&gt;Promise ko to myself, I'll study seriously for the third quarter...I'll give it my best shot. Mag-aaral na talaga ako...coz I don't want this to happen again. And i'll prove to them once and for all, na I can do sumthing din...&lt;br /&gt;This is my sem break resolution. If I break this promise...I'll hate myself forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem is him...wala kasing nangyayari samin eh. Puro nalang text here, text there...eh sa pagkakaalam ko, nag usap na kami nung October 4. I told him na parang invisible lang ako sa kanya...He said he was sorry tapos he started to talk to me in person...pero it all stopped one time, di ko alam why.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since, puro text nlang ulit...Dami kong ginawa then I came to the conclusion na maybe, di tlaga kami pwede. I sent him a poem I composed, and it clearly stated na I'm not the girl for him, but I could still be his friend. He took it as a wrong message, di nya naintindihan. Until sinabi ko sa kanya through text lahat ng na fifil ko. Kung paano ako nagseselos, yung how I wish sana ung dati nalang naming samahan, mas maganda pa...everything. Nag away kami, then my last text to him was...What if naaksidente ako? Will u visit me in the hosp or will u wait until I get better and then just text me? What if namatay ako? Anu gagawin mo? Tetext mo nlang ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di cya nag reply, and it was sort of weird na...I think it was after a day, nag text cya...pero ako nag sorry. Di ko kse kayang magalit sa kanya eh...And kahit na I know he can't love me as much as I love him, I'll continue my feeling because I know what I feel is real...&lt;br /&gt;Ngaun nga, may problem ata cya eh...C Ate Sheila alam, tapos I felt stupid kse parang wala akong kwentang taong nagmamahal sa kanya.........I feel like he doesn't trust me talaga...Masakit cya, pero ok lang...Hihintayin ko nalang kung kaya na nyang sabihin sakin....and I'll help him coz I love him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month has already passed since the day we found out we liked each other...Di nya alam un...That's the sad part...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-112989883117220929?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/112989883117220929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=112989883117220929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112989883117220929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112989883117220929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-after-periodicals.html' title='just after periodicals'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-112929534777854972</id><published>2005-10-14T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T06:09:07.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagal na poh!</title><content type='html'>Tagal kow na di nag post...I mean, the last time nag post ako dito, it was card's day...and right now, its the weekend before 2nd quarter exams...&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened...Prang ang bilis nga ng second grading eh...Pero, just to tell you the truth, parang I really don't like this quarter...kse dami nangyari na di ko talaga in eexpect...&lt;br /&gt;Like for instance, I have quite low grades...Gusto ko pa ba malaman yung grade ko sa stat long test? Kasi naman eh, nawawala yung notebook ko at yung book ko, how am I supposed to study? If I even get ten points, it's a miracle na talaga...&lt;br /&gt;Meron din yung intrams...pero parang di ko naramdaman yung intrams spirit....Kase, parang ang bilis niya, tapos wala pa masyadong nangyari...&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, pumasok siya sa buhay ko...Hehe, who would expect that I'd fall for a guy like him?&lt;br /&gt;It all started nung nalaman kong galit cya sakin...Akalain mo ba naman, you have to send this paper with "I'm irritated with you..." and out of thirty five people, ako pa pinili niya...&lt;br /&gt;Syempre, di ko sineryoso...Until there came a time na may ginawa pa cya, nilabas ko na lahat...&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to talk 'bout it that night, pero umuwi na ako...&lt;br /&gt;Pero the next day, nag request cla ng open forum...Bait ni Mrs. Lao, pumayag cya...Nilabas ng Copernicus lahat ng nararamdaman nila...Until inopen ni Rhomuell ung tungkol samin...&lt;br /&gt;I cried nung sinabi ko sa kanya ung nararamdaman ko.  Kse sa lahat ng yaw ko, ung di kaya sabihin sakin ng harap harapan na galit na cya sakin...Umiyak din cya....Di kami nag pansinan after nun...&lt;br /&gt;That week di ako mapakali...then I admitted it to myself...I like him...I told this to Ate Ven and Eunice of course, of course, KJERVS dapat malaman...Dahil nga dito parang nag away away kami ng sandali eh...&lt;br /&gt;Pinagbabati nila kami, pero yaw nya talaga ako kausapin ng harap harapan...&lt;br /&gt;Si Eunice of course, makuletz...Kinulit cya at tinanung kung cno crush niya sa Copper...Nanag malaman ni Eunice, sinabi ni na I liked him...&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nalaman niya...yaw ko maniwala pero it's the truth...&lt;br /&gt;BAsta, un ung story...Ngayon, over the credit limit ako dahil sa kanya tapos di kami nagpapansinan sa personal...Medyo may problem nga kami kase, talagang close siya sa girls...Pero di maiiwasan magselos, dba?&lt;br /&gt;BAsta, magulo na talaga...Buti nalang andyan cla Ate Ven at Eunice...pati si Ate She...at c Chila...Maski c Rhommuel, Cole at Joel tumutulong eh...Bait nila talaga...&lt;br /&gt;Kahit malaki yang bibig ni Rhomuell, na pag may secret ka, sabihin mo na sa lahat ng tao wag lang si Rhomuell, mabait din cya if he needs to be...&lt;br /&gt;Life is confusing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-112929534777854972?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/112929534777854972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=112929534777854972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112929534777854972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112929534777854972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/10/tagal-na-poh.html' title='Tagal na poh!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-112582198790255318</id><published>2005-09-04T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T01:19:48.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After card's day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hh...Life...I'm so happy because card's day is finally over. Well, my grades are not that bad. Sure I got two line of eight, but it's no big deal. I'm just really happy that I didn't flunk. Anyway, what else is there to tell you? Well, first of all, we already talked to Hamburger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't turn out quite right, I mean, she was twisting all the things she said AND she made it sound like we were the one at fault.&lt;br /&gt;But at least, I-Copernicus and Hamburger have patched things up...a little anyway.  But at least, we got an open forum, righto?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so bored right now. I'm supposed to be studying for the stat recitation but I'm just really really bored. Hopefully, tomorrow, something good will happen.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't join the alay lakad and the overnight in school because I just didn't feel like it. It's kinda sad anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to go first. I just needed to update my blog...Right? Okay? Okay! Buh bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-112582198790255318?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/112582198790255318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=112582198790255318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112582198790255318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112582198790255318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/09/after-cards-day.html' title='After card&apos;s day!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-112523330781567913</id><published>2005-08-28T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T05:48:27.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! No classes tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aya saya talaga...Know why? Kazi, la kami pasok bukas! At least makakancel yung recitation sa Social, tapos la TLE...Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Coper's problem with Big Mac has gone worse...They already told Mrs. Javier na nga eh. Wonder lang talaga akow kung anow mangyayari. Pero sana all this riot would be put to a stop na, kasi talagang baka di na makayanan ng Coper eh. Lalo na si Jorem. Pero he's also tama kasi syempre, kung di namin tatapusin ngayon, kailan pa kaya?&lt;br /&gt;Dami problemz sa mundo noh? Sana nga ma solve na ito, para la na nag bo-bother sa Coper's minds.&lt;br /&gt;Shucks, ang cuuute talaga ng baby cuzzin kow! You just can't resist the cuteness...Hehe...Nu pa ba news? Ah of course, I'll be changing my skin soon. I'm juz looking for a cute pic for my background, pero I'm planning na. Tinatamad na ako gumawa, kaya papagawa na lang ako sa ate ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to say this na din talaga. I can't take it anymore! I admit it, I am soo jealous of her, coz she's soo beautiful and she's soo smart and she's not torpe. But I'm not angry at her, of course not, she's a friend...I'm angry at myself because I can't even bring myself up to talk to this new guy. I already gave my first crush away, because I know mine is a hopeless case. But I just need to vent because, well, I was the first one who saw him, right? And people kept telling me that he's ugly and he's soo singkit. But when she had a crush on him, my world crumbled down coz I know I won't be competition to her. She could easily get any boy she likes. And I can't! Wat the heck is my problem?!? And now I'm suffering! I need to stop feeling sorry for myself!&lt;br /&gt;Why can't life be easy in Makati Science? Why did I have to have a crush on a second year. Damn it! Life is like hell. Now I play volleyball to keep my mind occupied. But guess what? He also plays volleyball next to us, and sometimes he even joins our game. How can I forget about him, when he pops out of anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I see him, I feel like I'm on cloud nine. But of course, I can't...Coz he's already taken! Ahh, life...It's really complicated.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not blaming anyone except myself. I should have gotten over him sooner, so it would not be as hard as this right now.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope...that I never left MIS. I mean, life was so easy back then. The only hard part is "HIM", but it's over now...&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...I don't know what to think now. My mind is topsy turvy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-112523330781567913?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/112523330781567913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=112523330781567913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112523330781567913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112523330781567913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/08/yeah-no-classes-tomorrow.html' title='Yeah! No classes tomorrow!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-112448761501135422</id><published>2005-08-20T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T14:40:15.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over~ Over~ Over~ and out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;am soooo happy! yet sad at the same time....well, not exactly sad, but kind of angry...I'll tell you why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember in my last post, I told I was representing my class in Bigkasan...Well, fortunately, I won! But I'm not bragging, I needed to tell you coz you won't understand why I'm rampaging here...Anyway, I'm just soo happy because I didn't forget my lines...&lt;br /&gt;I'm also really really happy for I-Copernicus, coz we won first place in over all...Alpierre got third place for pagkukwento, Rhomuell got second place in both poster making and pagguhit habang nagkwekwento, Christine Joy, my gosh, this girl is the pride of Copernicus...You know why? Coz she received first place for Poster making, paggawa ng tula, talumpatian and second place, together with eunice, at dalawahang tinig...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Coper's jingle group also received first place...Actually, I thought it was Galileo, but I don't know why...but I'm not sad or anything....I'm happy for the group too...&lt;br /&gt;Mark Jan and J'zarine both got places in paggawa ng tula, and unfortunately, our balagtasan didn't get any place coz I think they forgot their lines....But I know they did their best and their best is goood enough for I-Copernicus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday when we were having this certain lesson, Big Mac (Aka, hamburger) told me that I only won because of the costume...and the representative of a certain class was better than me coz she pronounced the words right, but in overall, I was higher because of my costume...&lt;br /&gt;Ouch...How harsh was that? I wanted to cry right then and there, but I controlled myself and forced myself to go over to ate Ven...But there, I couldn't take it anymore so I cried...&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what? I'm just using money to win contests? As if! I tried my best, really I did...and I think I got only a few words wrong, right? So what's the point? Will it make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;That hamburger is soo evil! It can't even give support!&lt;br /&gt;It's as if she's soo manhid that she doesn't know she's already hurting someone's feelings...What the heck is her problem? Or is she really that stupid that she just can't keep her comments to herself....Uh! I hate her! The only respect left for her that I have, has vanished...Poofed out into thin air! She's sooo annoying! I hate her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-112448761501135422?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/112448761501135422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=112448761501135422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112448761501135422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112448761501135422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/08/over-over-over-and-out.html' title='Over~ Over~ Over~ and out!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-112431171501328939</id><published>2005-08-18T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:48:35.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;m so nervous...Right now, coz remember we had this contest thingy in Filipino for Linggo ng Wika, and the eliminations for the class took place last week. Now, I was chosen and I don't know why coz I totally forgot my lines, but really, I was chosen for bigkasan. And now, I'm on the verge of a breakdown because I'm sooo nervous...not because I'm scared if I don't win, but because I'm scared because I'll forget my lines and I'll be so humiliated. Oh please, I hope I dont! NO! I know I won't forget my lines! I have to keep that in mind! Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is the day and I'll be representing Copernicus for Bigkasan...I'll tell you details later, capish? So that's settled...Yeah I know, extremely short post...but I just had to get these feelings out...Anyway, see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-112431171501328939?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/112431171501328939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=112431171501328939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112431171501328939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112431171501328939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-is-day.html' title='Today is the day...'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-112393318191192546</id><published>2005-08-13T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T05:01:24.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After periodicals!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ey! I'm sooo happy 'coz our periodicals are over...I know some of my test results and I know I'm just so loow in some of the tests like TLE or Social or whatever...Now I regret not studyin....What the heck is my problem? Could I be any more hard-headed???&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what else is there to say...Oh yeah! I won't be mentioning names since this could get out easily and I don't want to be a backstabber, but I have to let this out...&lt;br /&gt;Argh! I hate her! First she apologizes, and then only just after a few days, possibly a few weeks, she returns to her old annoying, flirty, "maarte" self. Yeah I know I'm being all bad about it since it's a free country and she could flirt with anyone she likes, but 'cmon...She knows that I like him! Now I can't do anything bout it and it hurts soo much to see her flirting with him.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I think he thinks I'm evil and maarte and I don't know what to do! I just wish that I didn't meet him so now I would be happy because periodicals are over and I could get all the fun I want. But he keeps on popping into my head and he needs to stop. So I'm grabbing a key and locking my head, no one could enter except of course when you say the secret password...but never mind.&lt;br /&gt;JAmes: Kina, are you all right? You seem...confuzzled...&lt;br /&gt;Me:Yeah I am! All because of him! Argh! I hope he doesn't come to school for a weeks, so I'll forget about him..&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Won't that make you miss him?&lt;br /&gt;Remus: For once, I agree with Padfoot.&lt;br /&gt;Me:Could you at least side with me for this once???&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: NO fair! They always side with you and I always get the feeling that they're eating popcorn behind my back...So Peter, hand it over!&lt;br /&gt;Peter: *hands popcorn* Goodbye popcorn...We've been through so much!&lt;br /&gt;Me:Hello? Could we get back to my problem please? I need help!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Hey everyone! I just went for a little swim in the pool...What's up?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Up? You mean what's down!!! No one understands me!! *runs away howling*&lt;br /&gt;Cow: Wait Kina! I understand you!&lt;br /&gt;James: Excuse me?!?! You were supposed to call me last night???&lt;br /&gt;Me: *screams from a distance* HEYYY! I'M CRYING HERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Ei shaddap!&lt;br /&gt;*Popcorn runs away*&lt;br /&gt;Popcorn: Yeah Yeah Yeah! Run fast!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Aww...Kina, stop crying...&lt;br /&gt;Me: No one understands me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Me and Lily are trying to understand you...Just tell us what happened...&lt;br /&gt;Me: I hate him and I know I'll have low grades in some tests so my mom will kill me and my dad will punish me and I'll bring humiliation to myself and I have a feeling I'll forget my lines in that Filipino thingy and I don't want to leave Makati Science since I love that school soo much!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Kina...Don't worry- Remus, don't tickle me...&lt;br /&gt;Remus: I'm not tickling you...&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Then what's- *looks down*&lt;br /&gt;AAAAH SNAKKEEEE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everyone dies here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-112393318191192546?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/112393318191192546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=112393318191192546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112393318191192546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112393318191192546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/08/after-periodicals.html' title='After periodicals!!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-112366493497105017</id><published>2005-08-10T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T02:08:54.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haaay...Buhay nga naman...Puro plastic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hucks talaga...I'm soo annoyed! Ang dami tlagang plastik sa mundo...Bat hindi na sila maubos-ubos? Why can't they just bury themselves and burn themselves or whatever they can do so they can fade  away from the frickin' planet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why are there so much who tries so hard just so they could fit in the crowd? Why can't they just accept themselves for who they are? Coz you know what I hate the most...I hate  those liars. Those who acts so innocent and purish when with others, but when he/she types in her blog...they act as if their punks who could just say alll types of bull!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Argh! I can't believe her ! I hate her! I don't understand why people would want to change themselves for another, right? If someone loves them for who they are not, then it's not true love...right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have my periodicals tomorrow and they're really hard subjects...But I just needed to post about this coz this girl is the worst plastic I've ever seen and met and known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fix your life girl, before it's too late...I liked you better when you were in grade 4...YOU were so quiet and considerate and very very sweet. But now...It's as if I don't know you anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You're pretending to be someone else, girl...AND I THINK YOU KNOW IT!!!  Stop it...IT's annoying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you already know who you are...This is my opinion...I'll only give you one advice...Shed off your new skin and return to your own self...If you don't understand it, well tough luck...But if you do...you can either do it, or just ignore it and continue with your disguised life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You should be happy coz someone still cares enough for you to actually tell you that you're acting all biased and snotty and like a snob...Change it, before it's too late...TOO late to repair your broken wings AND stand up to revive yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-112366493497105017?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/112366493497105017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=112366493497105017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112366493497105017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112366493497105017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/08/haaaybuhay-nga-namanpuro-plastic.html' title='Haaay...Buhay nga naman...Puro plastic...'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-112337240264391652</id><published>2005-08-07T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T16:53:22.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eah, I am soo bored right now. I know, I know, I'm supposed to be studying since our periodical exams are only two days away. But I'm just soo bored and I can't help but think that we have four exams a day. Ugh! I don't want to fail coz I wanna keep my scholarship, but puh-leez, who'd want to study on a day like this? Besides, I still have to finish my social studies project and OUR elective english project. Yeah, all my teammates left all the typing AND the printing for me, and I don't know what to do about Aris coz he didn't give me his biography so I can't type anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know I'm blabbing but it just can't stop. I need to release all of these stupid feelings in me and then I'll study afterwards. You know, I just really really hope I don't fail in Math or in any subjects because it's gonna be soo embarassing and I really hate that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;This is sooo unfair! Everything is a mess. And in our portfolio in Filipino, Mrs. Antaran told us that she doesn't want us to fold our outputs. Well, unfortunately, ALL of my outputs are folded and if I removed it, I'd have to artwork all of those ten pages again and my outputs would look battered and ugly. So I'd have to pass my portfolio with my outputs folded and if Mrs. Antaran doesn't accept it, I'm doomed!&lt;br /&gt;Also, I don't know how I'm supposed to finish my notes in Earth Science. I mean, we have to copy the writings on six manila papers in just one hour and I didn't finish and if Mrs. Togno collects our ntoebooks, she'll see that I didn't finish my notes, and I'm doomed...again.&lt;br /&gt;Now my bestfriend in MIS told me that everything I'm doing is easy and it's soo totally not and now I think he's an arrogant, egotistical jerk because he can't even show support for his bestfriend. Ugh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;To top all of my misery, I'm having problems with this boy in second year. Heck, why did he even talk to me in the first place? Why can't he just sit around on his bum and just READ his book so he won't bother anyone! Because now, my life in school is soo complicated and I DON'T WANT TO BE KICKED OUT OF MAKATI SCIENCE!&lt;br /&gt;How can one of my classmate maintain her grades and she's like soo perfect? How can she feel so comfortable in studying all the time? I mean, all of us has got to have even a little fun sometimes, right?&lt;br /&gt;I love my school and I love everything about it...but I just don't know how to survive any longer...And to think, it's only two months in school and I'm sitting in front of my computer, typing and acting as if our quarter exams are twenty years away!!!&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do so I could start to enjoy studying? Even though a lot of people may think I love studying, I can't stand it! But I have to...but how? Can I help it if my computer looks soo tempting?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! Someone help me! I'm going crazy in here! I hate this helpless feeling!!! I just want too study so that it'll calm my nerves! But everytime I open a book, it's as if the devil closes it and leads my to my computer or my iPod or even my dog. Ugh! I don't want to fail, and if I don't want to fail, I have to study!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-112337240264391652?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/112337240264391652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=112337240264391652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112337240264391652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112337240264391652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/08/nooo.html' title='Nooo!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-112267293246841790</id><published>2005-07-30T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T14:35:32.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apfter two long punny weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; know I haven't been updating in a while...But it's because of too much work in school. And to think, our quarter exams are only two weeks away. Isn't it extremely astonishing? I mean, I think it was only yesterday when I was entering Makati Science and I've been alone. Now, I've got loads of friends and it's almost two months in school. Could life get any better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James: Hey Kina!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: How're you doing in school?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh my gosh! What are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Well...It was getting boring in James' house so we decided to grab a bite.&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: It was not boring until you decided to swim in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Peter: *squeak* I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Give him a break...&lt;br /&gt;Okay...So I'm eating pizza with my friends in an imaginary pizza hut. Bear with me...Anyway, speaking of pizza...Last week, it was our grandfather's birthday and he ordered loads of pizza and it was uberly good! Then, a day after his birthday, there was also this party wherein we met our friends or soo called *barkada*. We played all kinds of sports. My butt is still a little sore because of playing basketball and badminton. BUT, the good thing about the party was that there was a lot of pizza. It was soo good that I'm drooling right now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about school...Hmm...Okay, four words for ya'll before a leave. I SUCK IN MATH! *cries off*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-112267293246841790?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/112267293246841790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=112267293246841790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112267293246841790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112267293246841790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/07/apfter-two-long-punny-weeks.html' title='Apfter two long punny weeks...'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-112146600056339769</id><published>2005-07-16T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T15:20:00.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Washuuu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eah, grabe, ang tagal ko na hindi nag post...And I know, hindi natin na continue ang "In Potter's house". I hate this...Anyway, hmmm...so many things happened after two weeks. Okay, let's officially start with this boy in 2nd year. Yeah, I know, it's kinda stupid that I USED, with a capital U-S-E-D, to have a crush on him. I don't actually know his name, coz he is soo smart that all he did was ask my name, my section and my adviser and he was like "KABOOM" and he exploded. Haha, juz kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for more than two weeks I would just stare at him from afar and I was like not myself. After another day, I was like "What the heck am I doing?" and I just stopped. So, that's it. And now, Ate Venus keeps on guessing who that boy is. Actually, she already pointed it for more than once, but of course, I'm not telling her that. Shh! Keep quiet, this is controversial!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so news about my school. Hmm, well, miraculously (sp?) I topped our mastery test in Math in our classroom...Did I tell you I suck in Math, well I didn't...So now you know. And now my classmates think I'm good in Math and I don't wanna die early!!!&lt;br /&gt;I totally suck in Math, just with this quiz about ratio and super hard proportions (for me anyway :p), I know I just failed it. So don't even ask.&lt;br /&gt;Also, we had this play in T.L.E. about some family problems that occur unexpectedly. Yeah, and I was the mother and Joel was the father. It was supposed to be Cole (Ooh I hate him coz he thinks he's so cool but he's soo totally not!) but they let me choose. Of course, I'm not choosing goofy faced boy (Cole!) Okay that was harsh, but he deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our play came out funny coz Joel was supposedly dead, but he keeps on giving comments coz me and my kids (You know what I mean) were happy because we finally get to own his P60,000. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess I'll continue later since I'm sooo tired and freaking sleepy...I know it's morning, but bear with me. Au Revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-112146600056339769?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/112146600056339769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=112146600056339769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112146600056339769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/112146600056339769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/07/washuuu.html' title='Washuuu!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111976974774326286</id><published>2005-06-26T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T00:09:07.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;uys, guess what? Yesterday, we went to Shang Hotel for the second time. Waahahahahah! Yes I know, mababaw ang kaligayahan ko. Anyway, I ate too much and I'm so not enjoying the feeling. You know, I took the couch again kasi trip ko lang. Tapos my dream was soo weird. I really can't remember it but I'm pretty sure it was horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this post isn't really meant to talk about me. Rather, it's meant for my friends and their vacation in Potter's House! Here it is guys!&lt;br /&gt;Oh look! Hey taxi driver, could you pull up since we're here? Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, I'm soo excited. I finally get to see James's big house. I think I'll call it a mansion. Anyway, come on, let's goooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/79.gif" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Good afternoon! Welcome to the Potter's lovely mansion. Please enjoy your visit and stay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James: Kina! You came!&lt;br /&gt;Kina: Hi guys! I'm soo glad to see you! I mean, three weeks of not talking to you is hell. Anyway, I came here with a bunch of reporters so I hope you don't mind if they ask you a few questions.&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Really? Well in that case, I'd better take off my trunks.&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Eww Siri! You're disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Agreed...&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Ugh, you did not let me finish. I was supposed to say, Well, in that case I'd better take off my trunks AND change to my casual clothes. Duh!&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Uhh...Yeah, you didn't let him finish.&lt;br /&gt;Kina: Anyway, so you don't mind?&lt;br /&gt;James: Well-&lt;br /&gt;Kina: Coolness! I'll go fetch the reporters! *runs away*&lt;br /&gt;James: Wait! Oh great...&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Oh my gosh! I'm gonna be interviewed in a bathing suit. I need to change! *runs towards the mansion*&lt;br /&gt;Remus: *looks at swimming trunks* I think I'll go change too.&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Change all you want. I'll just wear my shorts so they would see my six pack! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;James: *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kina: Okay, so I just have to go get the reporters so we would know what's happening with my friends' vacation. The interview is gonna take a while so I'll fill you in on Satutday probably. Don't worry, we'll catch a tape!&lt;br /&gt;I have to go first since the reporters are rampaging.&lt;br /&gt;*loud nouse*&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara! Hey, stop hitting her with a camera!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111976974774326286?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111976974774326286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111976974774326286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111976974774326286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111976974774326286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/06/woot.html' title='Woot!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111966222485249459</id><published>2005-06-25T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T18:17:04.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gomen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;h! Gomen nasai! I am soo sorry that I did not post for like two weeks, and I'm even more sorry that I did not show you the Marauders's live conversation in Potter's house. I know, I'm a liar. It's because I'm too busy that I barely have any time to post anything.&lt;br /&gt;I had survived my third week in Makati Science. Ang guess what? I am soo loving it over there! Everyone is soo nice and I know I just repeat what I say, but they're all soo smart. Just to tell you the truth, I'm missing my old classmates badly. Not to mention, the only time i'll get to see them is at family day, which is about 6 or 7 months from now.&lt;br /&gt;But I know sometimes we have to let go. Gah! I'm being too dramatic. Anyway, I have good news for my marauder friends. I actually reprimanded Vicson Mabanglo, the oh so great *handsome* (Yuck!) boy in our class. Don't get me wrong, he's actually really nice. But he's just soo arrogant and he has an ego bigger than James'.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, he and my other groupmates were teasing Rellen and I just had to stick up with her. Could my groupmates get any worse than this? They were saying that Rellen should be the chimay or something and to tell you the truth, even I can't endure that.&lt;br /&gt;Bea even told me I was brave because I had actually told J'zarine and the others off. Well, boo hoo. They annoy me to no end.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, in the end, they apologized to Rellen but I seriously think they're mad at me. Not actually a good way to start the year, but I'll live.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also like this boy in our school. I think he's in second year and he's soo cute! The only problem is, I don't know his name. Oh well, tough luck. It's just a little crush, and they all think I like Joel or something. Gah! Get real. Too many girls like him already, not only because he's cute but he's also very funny.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last two weeks, Mrs. Antaran changed our *cheating arrangement*. So I was sitted besides Venus, who is like totally pretty and smart. I look like a tarsier compared to her coz even seconds years have a crush on her.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm ranting but you really need to know my classmates. Anyway, the closest to me are Ancilla and Zatia, but I think I'm more attached to Chila.&lt;br /&gt;Coz Zatia is a little, per say, obsessed with studies? You know, like she frets over so small little things and she tries to act like a goody goody but in reality, she's kinda bossy and easy to piss. But it's not that I hate her. It's just that I get a little insecure when I'm with her.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I seriously hope my classmates doesn't see my blog. Anyway, I have to go first because Tommy is biting my school shoes and he needs to stop. Maybe we could go visit the marauders and Lily later. Capish? Ok, see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111966222485249459?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111966222485249459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111966222485249459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111966222485249459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111966222485249459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/06/gomen.html' title='Gomen!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111856961118523924</id><published>2005-06-12T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T02:49:12.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell yah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kay, I just really really needed to post badly because there's nothing to do. Anyway, I just finished writing my loong Elective Math (statistics) assignment and I also finished my four index cards for Elective English. Yeah, I was planning to study about our lesson in Math I but I kinda felt the need to have a little fun because I was drowning in boredom. Anyway, sinusulit ko na rin yung mga free na day ko kasi di ako nakakapost pag weekdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really want to make a blinkie or something but tinatamad nanaman ako. Anyway, kailangan ko pa mag type ng something for Elective English but I'm really bored and I need to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang talaga natapos ko na yung assignment ko sa English. Need ko na lang gawin yung portfolio for elective english tapos yung Filipino notebook ko.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm currently browsing PBF. It's this totally cool forum I told you about earlier! Pero of course, you're not interested. Anyway, I'm making something special for my bestfriends. I'm making a &lt;strong&gt;IN POTTER'S HOUSE &lt;/strong&gt;conversation, live! So magkikita ulit kami ng aking mga bestfriends. Ahehehe! I know, I'm hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really annoyed coz I have this huge pimple on my forehead and I can't make it disappear. I don't want to appear in school with a pimple. It looks disgusting and hindi po iyon kaartehan. Tawag po dito ay kalinisan. Wakeke!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ito mga ginawa ni ate Krizia for me. Ang super cuute na blinkies! Gagawa din me siguro mamaya pag di na ako tinatamad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/blinkie_kins.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/kina_blink.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diba ang cuteee??? Anyway, here's a penguin name Lora (from PBF) made for me and since I'm addicted to penguins, I really luuuv it! Once again, I did not make it! Lora did it for me! See here, I can never be as good as her. This is what Lora made for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/kina_penguin_by_lora.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ang cute noh? Anyway, Lora is a member of pixelbee.net and she's uberly good!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Talking about different matters, I have to go na muna. I'll give you the full LIVE conversation of the marauders and Lily. Oh and by the way, the dolls I use here aren't mine. They're from random doll sites and I don't claim them as my own. Okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, yung mga handrawn, base nila ay from Guinevere's pixels tapos yung mga random dolls and icons hindi sakin ah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, gotta go na talaga! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111856961118523924?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111856961118523924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111856961118523924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111856961118523924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111856961118523924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/06/hell-yah.html' title='Hell yah!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111845413853881845</id><published>2005-06-11T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T18:42:18.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;h yeah! Tapos na yung first week ko sa school. Grabe, it was soo tiring pero ang saya sa Makati Science. I made a lot of new friends, tapos yung mga teacher doon ibang iba sa MIS. Actually, si Mrs. Nuestro (Basic English) yung sort of pinakagusto ko, pero I also like Mrs. Ramos (MAPEH), and Mrs. Antaran (Filipino). Ang strict nilang dalawa, pero nga lang, ang galing nila magturo tapos they're also funny when they want to be funny. Actually, I like all of the teachers in MSHS. Si Mrs. Maglalang (Elective English) super funnny! Lagi syang nagpapatawa kaso nga lang pinagawa niya kami ng paper dolls na magkahawak ang kamay tapos ang paanget ng sakin. Si Mrs. Lao (Sci and Tech), naging two days na siya absent eh, pero ang mysterious niya mag turo. Yung para na bang pag may tinatanong siya, hindi mo talaga alam yung sagot kaya gusto mong malaman kung ano iyon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta madami pang mga ibang teacher, and they're all really great teachers! Grabe, first week palang pero ang dami na saming pinapagawa. Which reminds me, ang dami ko pang homework. Siguro tatapusin ko ngayon, pero buti nalang walang pasok sa Monday. Haay!&lt;br /&gt;I know it has only been one week, but I feel so comfortable in MSHS. Everyone is so nice and friendly. Tapos ang talino pa nilang lahat. I don't really care if I don't make it in the top ten. I just want to maintain our grade. I know it's really hard, but I'm gonna try my best.&lt;br /&gt;James: You do that!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Aww! Kina is growing up!&lt;br /&gt;*splashing sound*&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Sirius, stop it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to go na muna. Siguro gagawa muna ako ng two assignments or something. Au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111845413853881845?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111845413853881845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111845413853881845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111845413853881845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111845413853881845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/06/haay_11.html' title='Haay'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111796540564505842</id><published>2005-06-05T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T18:34:56.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;h my gosh! It's nearly my first day of school, and I'm actually nervous. Yesterday, they already showed me my uniform and just to tell you the truth, it actually looks cute. Well, my evil sister told me I looked like a maid, but my mother and Ate Jeng told me it looks nice and cute. I'll take what they said and I believe it is cute too, because it really doesn't look like what I think it would look like. So, I'm fine with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, also, I'm still not sure on what to bring. I mean, surely, we won't have lessons on the first day of school, right? And it's not like they already gave us our notebooks or books. They clearly stated that we were going to receive them on the first day of school or something.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that, I'm really nervous. After years of studying and being loyal to MISA, who turned to MIS, it's just gonna be a little new for me to transfer to Makati Science. I'm nervous, but excited...dare I think? I'm even a little giddy.&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Don't worry...New schools are absolutely fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;James: Yeah, what Evans said.&lt;br /&gt;Remus: You two are hopeless. You're fighting over James' love for cow.&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Of course not! They're fighting about how my traits are rubbing on James and Lily doesn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ahh! Don't worry, love conquers all...&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Um...does that mean my crush will like me too?&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: (looks at Peter) Probably not...&lt;br /&gt;(Peter looks down)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...today we went to Shang...and our Mother is staying at Da Legend or whatever right now. She even told our father that yesterday, she slept at four thirty am. I don't think that's yesterday. Even so...she woke up at eight, giving her only a few hours of sleep. Anyway, we fetched her from the Globe Telecom Plaza and all of us went to Shang.&lt;br /&gt;You know, we attended mass there and then afterwards, we ate at Max (sp?) but my mom really wanted to get an afternoon sleep so we dropped her to her hotel and we even got to see their room. It was huge and cute. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came back, we had this crazy idea to play survivor. Not the type when you vote someone out or anything. Anyway, it's like this. We actually played this in 2003 or 2002. Or probably even 2000 or 2001. Anyway, the rules are we can get as much items as we want, and since we have three sofas, we take one each. After that, when the time starts, no one will be allowed to go down or set foot on the floor. Every after one hour, we could go to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Hey! We could try that! I just have to grab a girl-&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Shut up Sirius! Don't continue what you're about to say...&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Anyway, I'm interested on what happened next. Who won?&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Uh...yeah...who won?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it started out fine, but after 30 minutes, when I was drinking chuckie, my potato chips flew to the ground and I had to pick it up. It was really hard, since not even our fingertips could touch the floor, and I hated crumbs because they'll only attract ants *shudders* So, I had to leave the couch to pick the food up, and I lost.&lt;br /&gt;When I threw them, I even did and pretended that I was voted out or something and it was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Boo! It's no good if you lose!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: (bonks Sirius on the head)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ha! Take that you old dog!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Besides, she did the right thing...I hate ants too...They bit me when I was-&lt;br /&gt;James: Anyway...continue Kina...&lt;br /&gt;Me: but-&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Continue KIna...it seems that Potter here doesn't like to hear about my past...Ugh! Just continue...&lt;br /&gt;Okay...After a while, I acted like a guard or something, but then the three of us hatched an idea to actually put something to the game. So my sister will make a glitter name and a pixel request for the winner, I'll beta and proof read 10 chapters of the winner's story...and Kiko will give his chocolate (Cadbury...Hershey's) for two weeks to the winner.&lt;br /&gt;So after a few hours, they let me join again and the major contest started.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna skip all those facts and my sister won. I'll probably tell it some other time but ow, I have to go the the bathroom badly!&lt;br /&gt;Marauders and Lily: but-&lt;br /&gt;(Kina flys away!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111796540564505842?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111796540564505842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111796540564505842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111796540564505842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111796540564505842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/06/yeah.html' title='Yeah!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111787318495753480</id><published>2005-06-04T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T01:19:44.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 2 more sleeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rabe! Dalawang tulog nalang tapos pasukan ko na...Woohoo! I'm so excited because first of all, it's a new school. I mean, I'm gonna meet new people and new teachers, which means more challenges. I'm bored na talaga! Call me crazy or anything you want, but I really wish I have school right now. I know, you might think I'm like retarded or something, but I really do get bored. I mean, come on? More than two months of nothing to do than watch dvd's, face my computer, eat and sleep? It gets really stupid sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I already finished my new skin. Hooray for me! Sorry if it's ugly, but it is my FIRST skin, and my sister helped me code the boxes. I'm gonna change my skin in probably a few weeks, if I have time. Look at it this way, I leave the house at 5:30 in the morning, and I'll probably arrive back at home at 6:30 or 7 pm. Probably even later than that. I wonder, how could children like those survive this kind of schooling thingy?&lt;br /&gt;But I know I can survive. Syempre noh, scholarship yun, kaya I will study real hard. Ooh! I can't wait to go to school. I'm almost finished with all my school supplies. Actually, I'm finished. I guess we just have to get our notebooks and books on the first day of school because that's what they said.&lt;br /&gt;James: OKay....That was long&lt;br /&gt;Me: It most certainly is not!&lt;br /&gt;Remus: In a type of writing a good essay for an essay contest, it's not long.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I totally back you up on that Rem!&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Ugh...What are you lot talking about?&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Peter...Peter...Peter....and you kept telling me you'll pass the finals.&lt;br /&gt;Lily: I know it may see out of character for me, but I really do think Peter will not pass our finals. I mean, he barely opened a book, much less read a word out of one. How can he possibly pass our finals?&lt;br /&gt;James: Lily...you're sounding ala Hermione-like...&lt;br /&gt;Lily: At least I don't attach myself to a  cow...&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Stop it you two...if Peter doesn't pass our finals, then that would mean he would repeat his seventh year.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think...I'm getting what Moony is saying...So if Peter doesn't pass, if he would repeat, you guys would repeat too!&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Exactly!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: WHAT? Hell no!&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Lilykins, as one of our favorite mantras, all marauders should stick together.&lt;br /&gt;Peter: I think...I'm touched.&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn...&lt;br /&gt;James: Just drop it Evans...&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Ah...so back on last name basis, huh Potter?&lt;br /&gt;This is getting ridiculous. You should take your fight somewhere else seriously. (insert loud punching noise)&lt;br /&gt;James: Damn Lily! That was my shin!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;Okay...This is getting a little weird. Me and Rem has to play peacemaker again. Au revoir for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111787318495753480?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111787318495753480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111787318495753480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111787318495753480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111787318495753480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/06/only-2-more-sleeps.html' title='Only 2 more sleeps'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111778917089854444</id><published>2005-06-03T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T01:59:30.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohooo! Friday na!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o, grabe!!! Lapit na talaga ng school ko. Just between you and me, last night, I was already planning on what I'm supposed to do so I don't get bored with my final days of summer. Ya I know, it's kinda stupid. I was talking to myself and I even planned on sleeping from 9 am to 3pm or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so happy because my grandma and Ate Jeng already got the tela for my uniform. Woohoo! I'm so ready to go to school!&lt;br /&gt;James: That is so unfair...We're just about to finish our seventh year and then you're just about to start your high school.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh you're here! How was your finals?&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: I "siriusly" think I was doing the test with my book open. I'm sure I'll pass with flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;(colors up above fly away Colors: Weee)&lt;br /&gt;Remus: He meant literally....(flying colors fade away)&lt;br /&gt;James: ...and Sirius...that joke is so old.&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since we didn't have anything to do a while ago, me and my bro watched Johnny English. Lol, we're getting soo bored and I'm soo happy that school is starting this Monday. My bro and sis will have to wait for one more week, I bet they'll enjoy that.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm trying to make a new skin for my blog. It has something to do with an angel in disguise and it has a blue background. Yeah, I'm still trying to fix it. Anyway, I have to go muna. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111778917089854444?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111778917089854444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111778917089854444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111778917089854444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111778917089854444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/06/woohooo-friday-na.html' title='Woohooo! Friday na!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111769986058105190</id><published>2005-06-02T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T01:11:00.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rabe, palapit na ng palapit school ko. But of course, I still don't have my uniform, or my notebooks or my books. Ahehe, it's really funny. Actually, my grandma and my ate Jeng went out to get all of those required thingies, and I'm still waiting for them to come back. I really do wish they do get it, because I don't want to be the only without a uniform on the first day of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in a different topic, I'm starting to make pixels for this forum thingy. Actually, I finished a few stuff already but this is my most recent one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/border456.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's actually a handrawn doll and I'm getting quite used to it. The base is from Guinevere's Pixels. If you want to make your own doll, the bases from Guinevere's pixels are really cute. Then, you just have to make clothes and the hair for the doll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I also apologize if my *friends* aren't here. You know, the marauders and Lily. I think they're already taking their final exams. But of course, they'll come back for their seventh year. Even though they're already in seventh year, I'll make sure they'll come back. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm soo excited! School is almost starting &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/80.gif" /&gt; I have to go! Au revoir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111769986058105190?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111769986058105190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111769986058105190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111769986058105190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111769986058105190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/06/totally.html' title='Totally'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111749655097827123</id><published>2005-05-31T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T16:42:30.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lapit na school!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rabe, only six more days before mag start school ko! Ewan ko ba, pero I'm excited. Okay, okay, maybe you're saying that I suck because I'm looking forward to school. Well, I don't. It just so happens that I'm entering high school and I'm going to a new school. I mean, I've never transferred ever since I was prep, and I'm nervous but excited at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/7.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James: Hey, should I put a cherry on top of my shake?&lt;br /&gt;Me: What the heck are you all doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: We came here to watch. We love your show!&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Uh Sirius, we don't watch. We read.&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Yeah...It's been a long time since you last posted and we can't find ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ooh! Domo Arigato...I'm just really busy.&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Anyway, is there a spice of the day today?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know...It's still too early to decide.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the school...Even though it's a public school, I'm sure I can adjust. Yeah, and I already saw the uniform.&lt;br /&gt;JAmes: Ooh! Is it black?&lt;br /&gt;(shakes head)&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not black. The blouse has a baby collar and lace (no offense, I don't like laces), and we're supposed to wear a jumper. The color of the jumper is a checkered green, blue and has a little yellow. It's actually quite confusing, lol.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, the uniform is just fine for me even if some of you might think that a blind woman designed it, I think it's just peachy fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I found out that our school starts at 7am, and ends at 5:40pm...How am I supposed to do my work? Hmm, I know I can do it. It's time to be serious. I really have to study hard, or I'm gonna lose ym scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/509bru.gif" /&gt; Gotta go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111749655097827123?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111749655097827123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111749655097827123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111749655097827123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111749655097827123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/05/lapit-na-school_31.html' title='Lapit na school!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111715746082594472</id><published>2005-05-27T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T18:31:00.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lolz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kay, I like joined this forum...and all of them were very nice. Actually, it's a very nice forum and I promise you, once you see it and join, you'll fall in love with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are just these two members who are soo arrogant and they just can't get over themselves. Guess what they say? They are high class people because they study in a good school wherein people don't fuck themselves (Okay that was harsh, but I'm just in a really bad mood, forget I typed that word, kay?), and their parents have oh so great jobs.&lt;br /&gt;Then, they call all the other members of the forum low class because they cuss. They even told them that their parents don't curse. Imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;I for one thing am sure, that every person in this world had at least said one bad word. So that means all of us are low class people, right?&lt;br /&gt;Argh! I just hate those two! Just because their parents are doctors doesn't meant that they are above all of us, right?&lt;br /&gt;Marauders: RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aww, you guys are still here!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Of course, they're still here, look! It's the cow!&lt;br /&gt;JAmes: Lily, stop it&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, anyway whatever. I just needed to let all my anger out because of those two.  I think I'll post later. For now, I've gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111715746082594472?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111715746082594472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111715746082594472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111715746082594472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111715746082594472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/05/lolz.html' title='Lolz'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111702336593782251</id><published>2005-05-25T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T05:16:05.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! I'm super bored!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mm, I'm extremely bored nanaman. Haay, grabe, palapit na talaga ng palapit ang school, noh? I'm very excited talaga! Ano kaya mangyayari sakin sa Makati Science. Uy, pero yung interview, people were nice. Ang cute nga eh, parang ako lang yung walang kilala doon. Ahehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na mention ko na ba na yung uniform namin green na checkered na jumper? Grabe, I was laughing when I discovered na ganun yung uniform namin. Tapos meron pang lace. Ahehehe, I guess I could adjust with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James: Kina, it's time for the *Spice of the day*&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Ooh! I lurve this part!&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Uh Sirius, when did you start using lurve?&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Since Megan taught it to me...&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Who's Megan?&lt;br /&gt;Lily: I bet it's your one hundred twenthy-fifth girlfriend, huh Black?&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Uh, wrong! Actually, it's my one-&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Uh, Sirius...That was jsut an expression.&lt;br /&gt;Lily: See? Sirius's traits are rubbing on you James! Ugh! I hate both of you!&lt;br /&gt;James: Lily!!!&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Could we start now, please?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I agree, leave them with their love quarrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/191.gif" /&gt; Spice of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for me! When I posted chapter four of my story in fanfiction yesterday, I did not expect to get many reviews! I got approximately 30 reviews. My gosh, I love all of the one who reviewed. I was really shocked to see that many reviews when I woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;When I found out about this, I was like, very happy and it really made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: I bet it's not hard to get reviews.&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Psht. What will you do black? Smile at the people for them to review your story?&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to go. Oh and James, good luck with Lily!&lt;br /&gt;James: Luck...I'm gonna need it.&lt;br /&gt;Lily: What did you say?!?!&lt;br /&gt;(insert pounding noise here)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ooh, pity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111702336593782251?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111702336593782251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111702336593782251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111702336593782251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111702336593782251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/05/yeah-im-super-bored.html' title='Yeah! I&apos;m super bored!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111692979953479739</id><published>2005-05-24T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T03:16:39.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He called....so what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eah, there's just nothing to do so nag post nalang ako. Hmm, alam niyo ba, noong natutulog ako, may tumawag sa kin na super unexpected. Pero I bet magtatanong lang yun tungkol sa ragnarok or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James: Is she talking bull?&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Uh, is it just me or are the words she's speaking is absolutely unnoticeable to me?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Oh for your sake, I'll translate it into English. So be quiet and listen.&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Okey Dokey!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so there was this person who called me, and it was unexpected. I mean, he's not supposed to talk to me, technically. So, why did he call? My guess is that he just wants to ask something about ragnarok. Or it was just a dare and then he'll hang up as soon as I say 'Hello.' &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll keep this short right now. I gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111692979953479739?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111692979953479739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111692979953479739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111692979953479739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111692979953479739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/05/he-calledso-what.html' title='He called....so what?'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111684287324076552</id><published>2005-05-23T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T03:07:53.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mm, tagal ko na rin  di nag post noh? Eh kasi naman, malapit nanaman ang school...Ngayon ko lang napansin. Grabe, am I really that thick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What, you're still here? I thought you would have left me by now. I mean, it's been a long time since I last posted, right?&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Yeah, but we're faithful to you! Group huggles!&lt;br /&gt;*hugs each other*&lt;br /&gt;Aww, anyway...ang daming nangyari for the past days. Like for instance, tapos na interview ko sa Makati Science. Yeah, wala naman masyadong pinagawa samin eh. May pinasulat lang, tapos yun...tanong tanong lang naman ng mga questions.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it! Sa Makati Science na talaga ako mag-aaral. Get this, school uniform daw namin green, tapos sabi ng isang friend ko doon, magmumukha daw kaming chamber maid. Ngek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, kakabalik lang naman sa Boracay noong May 20. Grabe, ang saya doon. Medyo nangitim nga kami, pero it's all worth it!&lt;br /&gt;Favorite part ko doon yung nag snorkling kami. Tama ba spelling? Whatever. Dami naming nakitang mga fishes. Fave part ko dun yung nakakita ako ng blue na starfish tapos nakita ko rin yung fish na tumulong kay Nemo? You know, yung black fishy dun sa aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya rin dun, pero nga lang pa ulit ulit nalang yung kinakain namin. LAging crab, tapos shrimps, tapos chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Haaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is almost finished...*sob* Ngayon ko lang talaga napansin eh...I mean, May 23 na! Pagtungtong ng June 1, it's goodbye summer, hello school!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll try to post tomorrow...Byerzz for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111684287324076552?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111684287324076552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111684287324076552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111684287324076552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111684287324076552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111533388384570882</id><published>2005-05-06T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T15:58:03.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored nanaman akow.../sob</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ala na talaga magawa&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;ngayon...Why is it always like that anyway? When we have school, we wish it's summer. But, when it's summer, we wish we had school (well, sometimes anyway)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ang gulo gulo talaga! Anyway, since wala naman ng magawa, it's better to post nalang noh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm, what can I write ba? Ahhh! Did you know our cousin's vacation here is soooo ruined. All thanks to Kiko... (applause)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But of course, mere credits for Krizia Lampa and Kina Lampa (bown in front of people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: My gosh, I'm touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Marauders: Ei Shaddap and continue writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Yeah yeah, whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, do you know what happened? Well, for a fact, Kiko made our cousin cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;James: Three cheers for whoever that is!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lily: Shut up Potter, you could either read what she's writing, or go chase that cow of yours! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;James: Lily, I already told you...That cow was a one night stand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(gasps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Remus: Take it outside please, we're trying to read here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(James goes out with Lily)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Thanks...Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/harryp14.gif" /&gt; Anyway, please listen to me as I explain our succesful MOCGA plan. At first, we thought it was on hiatus, especially with our grandma protecting our cousin. After a few days of rest, my bro has finally blown up...And not taking it anymore, he kept on shouting at our cousin.&lt;br /&gt;You see, our cousin is absolutely scared of our dogs, and my bro keeps on urging the dogs to bite him. I know, it's harsh...But it was a sort of joke...for my bro anyway.&lt;br /&gt;That's just a part of what happened with our place, but nevertheless, our cousin said the magic words. "Sana hindi na ako nag bakasyon dito". Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to say, that our plan is in good motion. We now know that we can't make him go home sooner, so we thought, why not make his stay here a living hell?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's it! Congratulations to k3! May you continue bashing your cousin endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: I'm touched. I've never seen such wild children before.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha! Imagine this as my cousin! I'm the child he's the bear! &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/s33.gif" /&gt; Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Good thing Lily and James is not here...They'll probably beat you for insulting your cousin once more.&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Uh...Uh...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Whatever! I just really do hope no one in my family reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta fly for a while! I think I need to read for a while, you know, i'm getting quite unstable...See ya! &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/19.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111533388384570882?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111533388384570882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111533388384570882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111533388384570882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111533388384570882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/05/bored-nanaman-akowsob.html' title='Bored nanaman akow.../sob'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111530149813647950</id><published>2005-05-05T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T06:58:18.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New LayOutz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;akikita niyo naman siguro na I changed my lay out...Ewan ko ba kung bakit...I was like umiikot sa blogskins, and then I saw this. I dunno, I kind of can relate to it or something siguro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, it's not goodbye to our famous marauders. Syempre andito pa rin sila for support. Ngek ngek. I'll be destryong my pride when I say this (nah juz kidding) pero thankies talaga sa ate ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She helped me a lot to fix my blog. It was a mess at first, but of course, I just give her a puppy face and she just like does it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Big thanks Ate krish! *waves at her*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Grabe, it's already late...In a way naman...Eh kasi yaw ko pa matulog eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm, yung song, I don't know...I know it's irrelevant pero bagay siya sa SasuSaku fics! Ohhh, kawaii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sabi sa inyo di ko na alam pinagsasabi ko eh...La lang, gusto ko lang ma post yung tungkol sa new lay-out ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;James: What? Is she speaking a new language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lily: Shut up Potter. You're still a backstabbing jerk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Yeah! Kill him Lily!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Sirius gives Lily a knife)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Remus: That's not enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Hands Lily an ax)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Peter: I think this works better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Hands Lily a scissors)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(All looks at Peter strangely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Oh cut the chase...This works the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Hands Lily a chainsaw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lily: Mwahahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Told ya they won't be leaving me...They're my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Marauders: NO we're not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In our own twisted way anyway...Gotta go! Goodnightz everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/silen32.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111530149813647950?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111530149813647950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111530149813647950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111530149813647950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111530149813647950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-layoutz.html' title='New LayOutz'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111511709759203438</id><published>2005-05-03T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T03:44:57.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ainis talaga, you know why? Because there's absolutely nothing to do in here. It's scorching hot too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, talaga! So hot &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/whatever.gif" /&gt; , so boring &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/silen29.gif" /&gt; , pero at least....Anyway, la kasi ako magawa kaya post post post nalang!!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, did you know nga pala, may project kaming ginagawa ng ate kow. You know, nagsusulat kami ng story pero gusto niya dramatic...tapos sakin pa niya pinapasulat.&lt;br /&gt;No offense, I could write naman dramatic stories, pero it's just a little uncomfortable for me...It's better to write humor stories, am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marauders: Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: No!&lt;br /&gt;(shakes head)&lt;br /&gt;Me: I did not ask for your opinion, you filthy little mudblood!&lt;br /&gt;(Lily gasps)&lt;br /&gt;(Peter gasps)&lt;br /&gt;(Remus gasps)&lt;br /&gt;(James gasps)&lt;br /&gt;(Sirius gets popcorn)&lt;br /&gt;James: Did you just call Lily what I think you called her?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah, got a problem with that?&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Hmm...Fight! Fight! Fight!&lt;br /&gt;James: You take it back you little witch!&lt;br /&gt;(Remus rubs chin)&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Why is she here in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh, right...Why am I here anyway with you losers?&lt;br /&gt;(Peter gasps)&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: (throws popcorn) You did not just say that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pathetic...Gotta go...Oh by the way, if ever we do finish our story project...It has a website and I'll tell the link if we do ever continue it...GTG! &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/silen27.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111511709759203438?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111511709759203438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111511709759203438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111511709759203438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111511709759203438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/05/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111507803290136456</id><published>2005-05-03T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T16:55:42.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lapit na ng Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;t's absolutely boring here. Grabe, wala na talaga ako magawa. Anyway, well dami nangyari ngaung week. Hmm, for instance, nalaman ko na yung date ng interview ko sa Makati Science. It's just the interview, na kahit ano pa ata sabihin mo, pasok ka na sa Makati Sci. Pero sa totoo lang, I'm sort of nervous. Not scared ha, nervous. What if I'm the worst in class? My gosh, I suck in Math big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta advice lang sakin ng isa kong friend na second year na sa Makati Sci, I just have to give my best. Sana nga lang ma maintain ko yung scholarship. Wah! Kina stop it, think positive thoughts! Ma memaintain ko un! Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Ang maganda doon, pagkatapos ng interview ko, the next day...we're going somewhere. Di lang ako sure kung tuloy. Pero parang lang, pero I'm sure tuloy yun!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making any sense. Ano ba yan...Oh, need to go na muna...My cow is waiting for me...I'll post later nalang! Buh-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/115.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;James: Wow! A cow! I wanna ride!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha! Get your own(sprays cow milk)&lt;br /&gt;(Peter sticks out tongue and drinks milk)&lt;br /&gt;Remus: Peter, that is disgusting...&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: It's fresh milk (does what Peter is doing)&lt;br /&gt;Cow: Mooooo!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;(Lily shakes her head)&lt;br /&gt;(Cow departs)&lt;br /&gt;James: Nooo! Goodbye Cow! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: *gasps* I thought you loved me! Backstabbing jerk! (slaps James)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ooh, I love violence!&lt;br /&gt;Peter &amp;amp; Sirius: Mhmm...Milk!&lt;br /&gt;Remus: (shakes head) Awooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111507803290136456?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111507803290136456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111507803290136456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111507803290136456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111507803290136456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/05/lapit-na-ng-interview.html' title='Lapit na ng Interview'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111468527785450090</id><published>2005-04-28T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T03:49:05.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! Grandma to the rescue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/13.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I definitely feel like this little devil right now. Guess what? I don't really care. Argh! I hate my stupid cousin. Now, we have a little support from our grandma. &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/17.gif" /&gt;Yey! Three cheers for grandma. Yeah, I'm feeling a little giddy right now. I mean, it's almost the end of our cousins second week here. Woohoo! Only one more week in this hell hole. Wahaha! We might even be going somewhere this summer. I don't know where, but my siblings does. Hey! That's not fair! /pif&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, like, whatever? Anyway, I don't really know what to post. So I'm just gonna tell you what I did this afternoon. Well, I read the Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix again, you know, jsut to refreshen my mind with the upcoming sixth book. Yup, I'm excited? But I'm kind of more interested in the marauder era. Nyaha, that's not right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I was hoping I could cook up a little conversation with a marauder, but my spacebar has a little, error? Never mind...Anyway, the people are sleeping in Hogwarts anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People in Hogwarts: Pipe down you weasel!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oops, my bad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I gotta go. Oh, and just in case you didn't know, I just stepped on my dog's pee. Eww! You didn't need to know that. I don't know, I guess I just really don't have anything to post. Gotta go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111468527785450090?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111468527785450090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111468527785450090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111468527785450090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111468527785450090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/04/yeah-grandma-to-rescue.html' title='Yeah! Grandma to the rescue!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111464979101062561</id><published>2005-04-28T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T00:52:13.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just a GiRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ou know, it's really weird because I find myself missing my former classmates in M.I.S. more. I know it's not a bad thing since they are my friends and all...But I do have bad memories that I really do not want to remember. Besides, haven't I told myself to move on already? I mean, if I really wanted to see my old classmates, then I would have entered San Beda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But no, I went to Makati Science...The fact that I chose that path meant that I really wanted to...lessen up a bit from my old classmates. Some memories are not meant to be remembered. Especially this one boy...I can't believe I even fell for his stupid spell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, I believe I'm sounding cliche. But what am I supposed to do to prevent myself from liking those type of boys. Like hello, I'm just a girl. Argh! This is stupid enough as it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What's a girl to do right now, in the middle of a stupid, heated and absolutetly boring summer??? The fact that my cousin i still here...Well, let's just say that it doesn't add up to making this a good summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/celebs2011.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yep, that's right. An ordinary girl can't do anything. Haaay! Stupid, stupid, stupid. If I did not have that dream, I would not have remembered my classmates, then I would not have...Argggh! Never mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw everything right now...Life sux for me...Bigtime...I can't believe our mom would be going home on Sunday. She is supposed to be back by tomorrow, but no! That means there's no one in our side to defend us from our evil cousin and his psychic, the magic grandma.&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, I'm sounding really bad right now. This tongue needs to be punished. Gotta go for a while and like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/whatever2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111464979101062561?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111464979101062561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111464979101062561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111464979101062561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111464979101062561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-just-girl.html' title='I&apos;m just a GiRL'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111459827571754244</id><published>2005-04-27T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T00:53:29.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like, Yeah!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;uys, you know...I think I calmed down a little bit. I mean, hello, he's my cousin and he's nothing but a pain in the butt. That was harsh. But seriously, why does he even stay in our house? Sure, he likes to be with our grandparents and spend time with my lil bro, but that's it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Get a grip on yourself Kina. Anyway, maybe you want to see a picture of him. He's here. I'm gonna feel guilty about this but this is actually the only way for me to stop ripping his head to pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/kinalampa/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Ahahaha! That's him alright! Yep, he's a pig. Sometimes he could be fun to be with, but not just too much. Oh my gosh, I hope my parents don't see this. I'm so dead. Never mind. I' m always dead, literally.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! That's a relief!&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is post a picture of my cuz and bash him! Bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily: That's not nice...It's not nice to make fun of your cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh what the heck...&lt;br /&gt;James: Yeah, listen to what Lily says.&lt;br /&gt;(Lily stares at James)&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Don't reprimand the little girl!&lt;br /&gt;(Eye twitch)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who are you calling little? You-you- red hair!&lt;br /&gt;(James gasps)&lt;br /&gt;(Audience gasps)&lt;br /&gt;James: How dare you call her red hair!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: Don't shout at her Potter! I am red haired!&lt;br /&gt;James: She was insulting you!&lt;br /&gt;Lily: She was not! She was merely recognizing the difference, you arrogant, selfish, egotistical jerk!&lt;br /&gt;Audience: Oooh!&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: I need popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;(Lily steps on James' feet)&lt;br /&gt;Sirius: Poke her in the eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, I guess I cause a little commotion. So what? Violence rocks! Nah, just kidding. Well, I have to go before Lily and James find me and rip my head off-&lt;br /&gt;James: You! Come back here!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh oh...Too late!&lt;br /&gt;(runs away to the bathroom)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ooh, James will blow when he finds a Lily plushie soaked in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;(flushes Lily plushie)&lt;br /&gt;James: NOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Me: (runs away, toilet paper behind my back)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111459827571754244?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111459827571754244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111459827571754244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111459827571754244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111459827571754244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/04/like-yeah.html' title='Like, Yeah!!!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111459218959241482</id><published>2005-04-27T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T01:56:29.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad twip talaga!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hat's it! I've had it with my stupid cousin! He's ruining our whole summer. First off, our grandma's spoiling him. As in, very much. Every thing he wants, she gives him. Like hello, even our grandma is not that nice to us. Second of all, he's too picky with food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He doesn't eat anything with soup. Sure! Good for him! So that he'll be so dry! As in very dry! Even our mother told him off. She told him to eat anything that is served on the table. But of course, when my mother went to Singapore, he totally disregarded that rule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Argh! What's his problem. He's such a jerk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now, he's treating our grandma's cousin's daughters like slaves. "Ate, pahinge ng ganyan" Like all those sort of commanding thingies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah, and just this day, our grandma even reprimanded us, as in totally. She told us we're being too troublesome and selfish. Yeah right, please have your eyes checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know for a fact that he will have a living hell in this hellhole. He'll suffer for sure.  I can't believe this! This is the first time that I never made a conversation with a marauder. Know why? Because I'm pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hahaha! He'll suffer! He'll suffer for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111459218959241482?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111459218959241482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111459218959241482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111459218959241482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111459218959241482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/04/bad-twip-talaga_27.html' title='Bad twip talaga!'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111451790321583104</id><published>2005-04-26T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T05:20:14.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like, whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aay, in fairness, boring ng day na to. It's like nothing ever comes my way...Hmm, since la naman ako magawa, I guess mag post nalang ulit ako. Wahahaha! Kainis talaga, kasi di pa rin nakukuha ng parents ko yung card ko...Sheesh, kasama pa dun yung whatever choochoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Grabe, bored na talaga ako. Since la na ako magawa, I just went to fanfiction and did something bad. Wahahaha! I flamed all Sakura bashers and SasuIno lovers...That's it, I'm getting unstable again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kasi naman, our cousin has to stay here. Talagang totally destroyed ang aming summer schedule. You know, like wake up, use the computer until 12 noon, sleep until 3, use the computer until 10 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yan, tapos sinira nya kasi dumating siya. He's really pissing the three of us off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tapos, he's all buddy buddy with our grandma. Not that it's a big deal, pero lagi siyang may kakampi. Grabe, I sound weird. I'm stressing over a nine-year old spoiled brat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm sounding dangerously close to my sister. I need to calm myself down. But how? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: I know! I'll flush a James plushie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Gets James Plushie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;James: Nooo! My beautiful plushie face. It's amazing dark features and hazel eyes are not meant to be flushed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Get a life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Flushes James plushie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;James: My face! My beautiful face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sheesh, like get a life James. Anyway, I guess I flushes the plushie of the day. Lam niyo ba, I went over my previous diary and man, my grammar sucks bigtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hehe, talagang different na noh. Ei, naisip ko lang...If tayong lahat sa world na ito, na sa atin na lahat, as in we automatically feed ourselves...Automatic writing...You know, all those sort of stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;San na kau tau pupunta? Maybe we'll, like, reverse our time. You know, babalik sa dating nakaraan. Watcha think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kasi un sabi ng teacher namin eh. I just thought about it, and somehow, she's kind of right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Speaking of my teacher...Miss ko na school ko! Too bad di na ako doon...Baka nga wala na akong makita sa kanila eh...Siguro sa future family day nalang, and that's too far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gotta go...I think James finally recovered from his state of shock...He's about to chase me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(grabs broomstick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;James: Haha! I'm better at flying! You'll never get away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Fool! Like, where is your broom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;James: It's right- Hey! Where is it?!?! My broomstick! My precious one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Meanwhile:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Peter Pettigrew: Hmm...Wood...Broom...Yum yum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(munches on James's broomstick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Stupid rat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111451790321583104?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111451790321583104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111451790321583104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111451790321583104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111451790321583104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/04/like-whatever.html' title='Like, whatever'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111450033500921151</id><published>2005-04-26T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T00:28:26.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like, I'm bored...Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;here's absolutely nothing to do in here. Okay, my cousin is like, getting more annoying by each passing second. Right now, I'm hugging my stuffed panda (aww)...His name is Sirius Black, of course, I call him Siri. Did I not tell you I'm addicted to the Marauder Era?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, I got Siri from HongKong. He's absolutely hot and squishy! Bwahaha! He's even way cuter than my sister's stuffed dog named Paaaul. How disgusting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haha, take that ye old sizter! That's it, I'm going now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: (hugs Siri while munching on a cookie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sirius (the real one): Hey! What a cute panda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Don't touch Sirius! He's too good for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Sirius looks confused)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sirius: I am Sirius Black...duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: (pokes him with my wand and broomstick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*poke* *poke* *poke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sirius: Stop it with the poking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(I ran out, carrying Siri with me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: I forgot my cookie! Nooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111450033500921151?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111450033500921151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111450033500921151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111450033500921151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111450033500921151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/04/like-im-boredagain.html' title='Like, I&apos;m bored...Again'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111447329915042925</id><published>2005-04-26T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T16:54:59.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Washuu! New layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahahahaha! Marauders rock! Composed of James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, these four make the best prankers ever in their time. Due to a problem with Remus Lupin, the other three has forced themselves to become animaguses (is that even a word?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bleah! What am I saying? I'm talking nonsense...Aww! But they are so cute!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OK whatever, right now, I'm bored out of my wits...There's nothing to do, so I thought, why not post another...umm...post?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bwahaha! That's it! I'm getting unstable! I need to read, or at least have a chocolate....*yum*....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Aha! I found a chocolate! Yummy, it's Hershey's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(James pops out of nowhere)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;James: I love Hershey's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Ha! It's mine! You'll never take it from me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(runs away from James in a broomstick, wahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lily: James Potter, get back here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;James: Sorry Lily, gotta catch my chocolate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Fool! You'll never catch me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(hides in a cave...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me: Hmm, chocolate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111447329915042925?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111447329915042925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111447329915042925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111447329915042925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111447329915042925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/04/washuu-new-layout.html' title='Washuu! New layout'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111441859741756537</id><published>2005-04-25T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T01:49:22.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;kay, my cousin is like, staying here at our house. At first, it was fine. We talk, we eat, we play and all those sorts of stuff. But we did not know that he was supposed to stay here for three weeks!&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come on, he's nine years old. There's an age gap between him and us. We do things differently and act differently. Needless to say, we are not getting along.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just feel plain evil about ignoring him. After all, he is my cousin. But then again, me and my siblings had an evil plot. I think I'll call it 'MOCGA'. Acronym for "Make our cousin go away". Bwahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm bored to death in here and there's nothing to do. I wish I wish upon a star. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;*Suddenly, a fairy pops out in mid air*&lt;br /&gt;Fairy: Aha! I am a Fairy, and I help people in need. You have three wishes from me which I will grant. Just say it!&lt;br /&gt;*glances at the fairy*&lt;br /&gt;Me: I thought Genies were the only one who grants three wishes.&lt;br /&gt;Fairy: Oh yeah, I forgot...&lt;br /&gt;Me: *flushes Fairy plushie in a toilet*&lt;br /&gt;Me: This is stupid...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111441859741756537?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111441859741756537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111441859741756537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111441859741756537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111441859741756537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-heck.html' title='What the heck'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111373532391682448</id><published>2005-04-17T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T03:55:23.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ell, we just got back from Subic! It was fun. A few perspectives from the trip:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ate Krish wanted a tan, and she got it. Pero mas umitim ako sa kanya, bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;2. Kiko got sick, probably because he drank oil from a boat. Dunno, but it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;3. My father adores his swimming shorts too much with the words 'Billabong' written across it in black and pink lettering. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;4. Last but not the least, my mom...Nothing much happened to her.&lt;br /&gt;5. As for me, I swam the deepest ocean and glided over the highest cloud! I broke a world record of the longest time to be able to stay under the water *with an oxygen tank*, muwahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sister had a little bonding time in our room. Aww...Anyway, she really is hopeless. Oh, and when we were in the resort, I woke up at 2 in the morning and watched Spiderman. Hehe, you didn't need to know that! Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111373532391682448?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111373532391682448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111373532391682448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111373532391682448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111373532391682448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>kina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15687096371580626801</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-12187016.post-111360243424020207</id><published>2005-04-16T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T03:48:22.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haay! Aga naman ngayon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rabe, ang aga naman. Know why? Coz' we're going to Subic! Yehey! Another family trip. Wonder if it stinks, big time...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, at least tong trip na to maalis yung mind ko sa not-so-important things. Such as school! Grr, it's summer and I'm thinking of school. How absurd...&lt;br /&gt;Two days din kami mawawala, waaah! Sayang load ko sa RO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, observation for the day:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tommy is just eating our last pair of slippers...Lang problema dyan....Nyah! Tommy, tigilan mo yan!&lt;br /&gt;2. Ate Krish is editing her blog...Boring! Ngek, parehas naman kami ng ginagawa eh.&lt;br /&gt;3. Kiko is sleeping, snoring, lying down, drooling...Eww!&lt;br /&gt;4. Daddy is using Kiko's computer....Sinira niya spacebar ni Kiko! Ha! Good for you!&lt;br /&gt;5. Mommy is also sleeping...Not snoring and drooling though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sisters just had a conversation...It goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;Ate Krish: Ahaha! I'm the sexiest, prettiest, smartest thirteen year-old alive!&lt;br /&gt;(Punches her head)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Stop telling sweet lies...It's not pleasant for Tommy's virgin ears...&lt;br /&gt;Kiko: *drools*&lt;br /&gt;Ate Krish: Ha! You're the one telling lies! I am innocents and honest! I'am really really great!&lt;br /&gt;(walks away)&lt;br /&gt;Me: (grabes Krizia plushie and drowns it in a toilet) Muwahahahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12187016-111360243424020207?l=kinakins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/feeds/111360243424020207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12187016&amp;postID=111360243424020207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111360243424020207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12187016/posts/default/111360243424020207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinakins.blogspot.com/2005/04/haay-aga-naman-ngayon.html' title='Haay! 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