<?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-26028922</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:46:34.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>||~KriStiNe'S MiNd~||</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-1517460183855548862</id><published>2007-04-18T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:59:58.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"the biggest step is the scariest thing to happen to anyone"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has happened. the biggest thing for me ever since i worked for BBW&lt;br /&gt;i might be promoted to beauty specialist at BBW&lt;br /&gt;yes yes Kristine who didn't know shit about make-up or kikay stuff has "well might" be promoted. which is so funny cause, i never expected it to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scary part to am actually liking it. i love selling the unselable to people and basically making anyone's day. it makes work more worth while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishme luck i'll tell what happens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-1517460183855548862?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/1517460183855548862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=1517460183855548862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/1517460183855548862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/1517460183855548862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2007/04/biggest-step-is-scariest-thing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-323757464682683673</id><published>2007-04-05T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T20:52:37.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;B I Y A C H!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"its not an excuse for anyone to snap on another even though they are tired or stressed"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i make it a habit even though am stressed or tired, if i work i smile to everyone so that it cheers them up in a sorta way. especially in my other job. people are tired, hungry and wanna sit down. you wanna make them feel relaxed in a more relaxed environment right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.... i worked today for 10-6 8 hours. and honestly from yesterday which was a 14 hour work day for me i am tired 7 hours sleep is not cutting it. but i still when with costumers i am cheerfull and helpful whenever i help them with anything. cause &lt;em&gt;"its my job"&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;this is my philosophy but this one girl in work "&lt;em&gt;ali" &lt;/em&gt;*i didn't want to say her full name since the first day of work when i said hi she just ignored me. am still training around stuff and i know am getting better in a way but i feel she dislikes me&lt;em&gt; *i know its just work*&lt;/em&gt; but seriously when i ask her a question she snaps at me and makes me feel so stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i took my break early like 10:30 since i didn't eat breakfast and so i worked.&lt;br /&gt;marlene one of the employees told me to take my 15 min break at 3:30 and said i could and would tell gino * one of the managers* that i was going to take it so assuming i left. when i got back this girl went next to me and said in a oh so hostile tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"if ur gonna take ur break let someone know cause its whoever took her break first goes last! GOT THAT that's how things works here" &lt;/em&gt;and leaves me what am doing. never even trying to deffend myself while she was saying that i just&lt;em&gt; suck it up &lt;/em&gt;and let my ego take the beating plus my pride. i went to the back to get more ice. just wanted to kill the girl i kept mumbling &lt;em&gt;*what a fucking bitch*&lt;/em&gt; never even considering am new that i &lt;em&gt;"don't&lt;/em&gt;" know what is what or anything. she's my senior on the job but never did she even treat me with any  kindness and show me the ropes in her view. and plus what pisses me off more, she is butt ugly like really not being a bitch myself but really? plus she has the ugliest BF in the freaking whole world. but that's her life and do i care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tell marlene what happened and told me she had told gino that i was taking my break and he did know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so am just thinking &lt;em&gt;"what the hell is her freaking problem" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*diversity kristine diversity*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn stupid aaarrrgggghhhhh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am just gonna tollerate her i am i repeat not take any fucking orders from her&lt;br /&gt;*screw her to freakin helll*&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i remember. Marlene asked me where &lt;em&gt;"ali"&lt;/em&gt; is i said &lt;em&gt;"i don't know and i don't care"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remind me not to talk to this girl or smile or anything! and if she does come to BBW am gonna make sure she gets the WORST SERVICE EVER in my entire life. and make her life living hell!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh this is not gonna take me anywhere anywho. i feel so weird these days&lt;br /&gt;tired tired tired. i keep thinking am going to get my day off on sunday no work no work but gawd wwhen is sunday.... sigh... i need a life.&lt;br /&gt;oh i do but please not like this.&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/26028922-323757464682683673?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/323757464682683673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=323757464682683673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/323757464682683673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/323757464682683673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2007/04/b-i-y-c-h-its-not-excuse-for-anyone-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-4146039757772189772</id><published>2007-04-02T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:30:04.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kristine&lt;/span&gt; is making sense for once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope... and i hope... *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scratches&lt;/span&gt; head* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frustrating piece of *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been thinking about a makeover. well not exactly "my" makeover am talking about this blogs makeover&lt;br /&gt;but i don't have an idea for a skin that i should put in.. i think am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;drooling&lt;/span&gt; over the thousands of choices in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blog skins&lt;/span&gt;.com when i see one skins i go ohhh then unfortunately i see another one. frustrating! its like shopping for clothes but worse. wanting to find something really cute and is exactly "me" well people for the next few months i will be crying my eyes out due to the fact that i am gonna be working two jobs and won't have time to do anything except eat, breathe and sleep. and study &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;. but really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; this what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Americans&lt;/span&gt; go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Thur&lt;/span&gt;? if it is i salute you! (i was about to say "MY FELLOW AMERICANS" no but really being in the work force is a pain in the ass especially the TAX! that is the only thing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; killing my pay check while "in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;" no such thing as tax! that's why the god damn country of mine is ass poor. they are having trouble making people do their taxes because "am butt poor" which is so true, living their 21 years of my life i perfectly understand now why people there wanna come here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt; are so endless. well of course with the right timing and the right people you can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; make something work! hear that world KRISTINE IS MAKING SENSE NOW!! this is just way funny. i guess after a tiring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;floor set&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;fixing&lt;/span&gt; things at work and making things official in MACY'S my mind is working clearly and in precise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;guess am going to sleep then good night guys and have a great week!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-4146039757772189772?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/4146039757772189772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=4146039757772189772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/4146039757772189772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/4146039757772189772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-been-thinking-about-makeover.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-5857320454409090448</id><published>2007-03-29T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T03:34:01.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh... its been a very long month... i feel am dragging my feet just the thought of work right now makes me more tired. i can't sleep because of this damn headache i got this evening. and now in the middle of the night *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;oops&lt;/span&gt; its morning already* i try to write in this blog that i have neglected for so long now. things have been doing great. my job at BBW is doing splendidly, got hired at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Macy's&lt;/span&gt; at the quoting from mama "course related" job. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; is FANTASTIC! i think am doing okay. i got a new car which am proud of. since its my first. but recently with everything going on i can't help wonder. if i didn't leave for the states would everything be like this? would i be still in physical therapy killing myself with pathetic grades, not so good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;professor's&lt;/span&gt; and a school that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;See's&lt;/span&gt; money signs on every students head. but here i am.. enjoying my choices that i should have made years ago. i wanna be as independent as i dream i would. and i know i will get there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;somehow&lt;/span&gt;..*yeah yeah drama nanaman ako* but my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;professor&lt;/span&gt; chef miller said to me twice "am keeping my eye on you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kristine&lt;/span&gt;, because i know you have the potential to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;succeed&lt;/span&gt; in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt; and your skills have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;improved&lt;/span&gt;" but honestly i never thought i did improve. never did no matter how high my grade was i never felt like "am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;achieving&lt;/span&gt; something" am not saying i don't like cooking! cooking is my passion plus i love it! but something is missing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i taste what am cooking that night at class we strive to present the best the "creme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;DE&lt;/span&gt; la creme" of our abilities. always something is missing until you perfect it. i wonder though if i can perfect this art... but culinary arts can never be perfected always changing always finding new ways to "wow" sigh am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dragging&lt;/span&gt; on and on. well can't think of anything else just wanted to say am sorry if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; truly neglected the blog. i know you guys understand i don't have the time to do so. not starting next week when i start a new job.. i love you guys so much for holding on to every word i put in. am not saying farewell though.but giving you guys the appreciation you guys deserve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MABUHAY AND MGA BLOGGERS!!&lt;br /&gt;^_^ Kristine:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-5857320454409090448?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/5857320454409090448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=5857320454409090448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/5857320454409090448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/5857320454409090448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2007/03/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-5061782037513840698</id><published>2007-02-26T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:19:37.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;missing the days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where i only need to call your name and you come running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;knowing that your only a call away from me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always right there to make things right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when everything seems so wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheering me on when i know things are not doing well&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 miss the days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where we would hold hands and just walk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;funny conversations &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about whatever random stuff we could think of&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 missing our dates &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we would just go to the arcade and enjoy ourselves&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 missing our adventures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where we would try out anything interesting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;missing our "up to sawa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;computer shops days where we would just play together to our&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hearts content&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 at the end a simple kiss and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"i love you" makes me look forward to the next 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;no more kisses no more hugs no more holding hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more "i love you's" but still not enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i left a piece of my heart stayed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now the hole is growing&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 want you beside me, i want you to see the things am seeing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want you to  hold me at night and wake up seeing you face every morning&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 am hurting so much that you can never know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acting so strong just to keep us alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't want it this way. i want to be with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="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 LOVE YOU &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALWAYS.......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-5061782037513840698?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/5061782037513840698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=5061782037513840698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/5061782037513840698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/5061782037513840698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2007/02/missing-days-where-i-only-need-to-call.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-8753327914803612837</id><published>2007-01-31T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T18:39:37.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alas!! for the longest time (again) i haven't blogged&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys don't miss me that much but i have so much to tell!!&lt;br /&gt;this guys in a few weeks will be my baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 145px" height="257" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/untitled.jpg" width="422" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a lexus IS300&lt;br /&gt;(yehhhboi!!) okay okay so i know i can't afford this car but!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin owns this car in truth and he is giving to me for free all i have to do is take ove rthe payments and the (taaa-daaa) car is mine&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh a car of my own... good bye days when mama has to pick me up and good bye days&lt;br /&gt;stying at home doind nothing...&lt;br /&gt;i'll have my own freedom and&lt;br /&gt;francine you can drive my baby when you get here:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm what else what else... oh yeah.. i started school again&lt;br /&gt;i missed cooking alot:D:D i missed the pressure on making everything perfect and studying the fundementals of a perfect plate..&lt;br /&gt;love the science the feel and the pride you get form finishing a dish that you know took me time to make...&lt;br /&gt;i love cooking and i love eating it as well&lt;br /&gt;example..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baking class.. i made a chocolate tart:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i love my chocolate tart because i lovvvvveeeeee chocolate and i love making it too.&lt;br /&gt;plus my family loved it so basically i love love it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay am sounding reaaalllllllyyyy weird na)&lt;br /&gt;so any who please remind me to blod at least once a week for now on:D:D am neglecting it already:D:D)&lt;br /&gt;see yah guys on the flip side:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-8753327914803612837?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/8753327914803612837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=8753327914803612837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/8753327914803612837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/8753327914803612837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2007/01/alas-for-longest-time-again-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-2145412807183438829</id><published>2007-01-03T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:55:51.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugggghhhhh why can't i think of something to write...&lt;br /&gt;i've been racking my brain for something intelectual to write but the words aren't coming out&lt;br /&gt;and here i am in front of the laptop trying so hard to find something, something so mind numbing even i kristine will be amazed by the spectacle of which i wrote...(kapal naman ng mukha ko)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously i apologize for not keeping this blog updated... i know i missed XMAS and New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;but i've been way too busy i even worked new year's eve god dammit!! not to mention i feel am the only 21 year old girl who didn't get drunk in new year's day (whoopppeee). but you know what i feel lucky i have a lot to thank for this past year. i got to experience things i didn't because i was to scared to "come out of my shell" i thank kuya PJ for that!!&lt;br /&gt;"quespaso  bro" wahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya mark for as usual acting weird and making me realize am not much of a dork as i thought i would be!!&lt;br /&gt;quoting form you voice mail&lt;br /&gt;"leave me alone i don't speak english" (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya chris hmmmmmm well sana naman me and you can go out more... he worls near my store:D:D MACY'S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what's sad... every New Year me and my sisters spend new years at auntie jojie's penthouse..&lt;br /&gt;i miss that.. super miss the food the fire works you know the smoke you see every time we drive home after the ;BIG PASABOG every new year!! i miss TV patrol where they show disfigured figres form playing fireworks... man i miss manila.. i miss bagoong i miss tuligan, dinuguan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn and i miss so many people i know&lt;br /&gt;my sisters ACHI, ATE MARBY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see my new nephew and gabe &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as a finale&lt;br /&gt;bunnybear.... aaaaaawwwww bb miss you na rin&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who read my blog.. belated merry x mas and happy new year&lt;br /&gt;i wish you all a fresh start and a happier year this 2007 may we all prosper from gods graces&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-2145412807183438829?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/2145412807183438829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=2145412807183438829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/2145412807183438829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/2145412807183438829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2007/01/ugggghhhhh-why-cant-i-think-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-3605862896248262328</id><published>2006-11-26T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:58:20.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this past week has benn the most TIRING week like eber!!&lt;br /&gt;i haven't gone out partying for almost 2 months now.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't started with my term paper yet.. which is due next week. *SYET*&lt;br /&gt;just starting to buy x-mas gift..&lt;br /&gt;and i feel, *sigh* dissatisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know am earning money.. and whenever my pay check come in am like the happiest person living in this world.&lt;br /&gt;but to no avail i have to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its papa's 2nd year aniversary.&lt;br /&gt;whenever this day comes i always recall papa that sad night at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;remembering ir right now is making me cry.&lt;br /&gt;my family knows this, i didn't like how me and papa said good bye.it makes me sooo sad just remembering how things were. how i backstabbed him, how much i despised him and wished that i never knew the man that i called father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that am crying i remember papa's last words to me..&lt;br /&gt;me and mama had a arguement and papa's last words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kristine always respect your mama"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... tears just *shit*&lt;br /&gt;Papa. i miss you so much. am so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU PA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-3605862896248262328?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/3605862896248262328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=3605862896248262328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/3605862896248262328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/3605862896248262328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-past-week-has-benn-most-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-916920756698138141</id><published>2006-11-15T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:35:26.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A VERY SWEET WEIRD:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird...&lt;br /&gt;i feel some of papa's "though fullness" on uncle robert&lt;br /&gt;well usually my dad comes home with smarties for me and my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;but me being like what 16 or 17 should be considered an adult&lt;br /&gt;he still gave me smarties. i remember those days and i miss those carefree days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. my stepdad's son in law came in chicago. but not knowing they are eating out i cooked spagetti with bacon. also knowing my stepdad loves it i cooked it extra special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i got to the mall to pick up ROB i see my step dad and his son in law in a eat all you can resto that i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got home(me and rob)&lt;br /&gt;i find him and son in law in the sala talking&lt;br /&gt;being so nice uncle robert took him back to the hotel and when he came back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in the bathroom doing buisness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle robert: hey kristine i have a surprise for you (sfx dropping something in my bed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: what is it?? (curious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle robert: look and see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me bieng so curious what he got me. i leave the bathroom and came in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my bed was a container full of chocolate rolled waffers with chocolate fudge in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it hit me all of a sudden while getting ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;uncle robert and papa are different but the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa never worries about money. especially if its important to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;same with uncle robert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and both of them are unpredictably thoughtful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. how weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLE ROBERT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-916920756698138141?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/916920756698138141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=916920756698138141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/916920756698138141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/916920756698138141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/11/very-sweet-weirddd-its-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-1965483866606678757</id><published>2006-11-12T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:34:06.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WORKING TOO HARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;i am so so so so tired..&lt;br /&gt;i feel my shoulder hurting&lt;br /&gt;my legs wanna give from all the walking.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i worked 12 HOURS!! 12 HOURS MAN!! that is totally in humane!!&lt;br /&gt;i sarted at 11:30-2:30 cause a girl at work had a appointment so i took her hours...&lt;br /&gt;then i got a 30mins break... i feel that my 30min break just flys-by and you never eevn realize its 30 mins already...&lt;br /&gt;so i originally start at 3:00-6:00 and 7:00-close.&lt;br /&gt;but here's the deal wehn we say close IT MEANS FIX SHELFS ,RE-STOCK THE WORKS.&lt;br /&gt;i got of work 1:00 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. i am really working too hard..&lt;br /&gt;but there are times where hard work really pays off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay last week tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;a costumer comes in looking for stuff to but and we have this promo if you buy three get one free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were going around the store and i pop a question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ma'am are you filipino?&lt;br /&gt;Laddy: yes... do you speak tagalog?&lt;br /&gt;Me: opo marunong ako mag tagalog..&lt;br /&gt;as we were going around the store i find out she is going back and she is shopping for gift to bring home. and guess what? this woman is loaded!! she has a hospital in cavite and she's shopping for gift for the doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opportunity has never been this sweet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all she bought&lt;br /&gt;20 pcs of out holiday fragrances in gift sets which cost 15$ each&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of perfumes (ALOT)&lt;br /&gt;3 SWEETEST SOFTEST ROBES (35$ each) promotional&lt;br /&gt;1 aspen bag(25$)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh she only spent like 700$&lt;br /&gt;i wish we were commission based..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM GOOD AM GOOD:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-1965483866606678757?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/1965483866606678757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=1965483866606678757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/1965483866606678757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/1965483866606678757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-116227295038164934</id><published>2006-10-30T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:34:32.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one thing i hate about today is sitting down and watching those brain draining training tapes&lt;br /&gt;but i have to admit *it bored me to death* i wanted to kiiiiilllll the girl on the tapes!!&lt;br /&gt;sigh... i never knew training was so boring...&lt;br /&gt;am more of a hands-on gurl but this... man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_BOREDOM_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt;&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMMM... maybe i should try my cinnamon rolls again any suggestions?? what about sylvanias*sorry if i spell them wrong correct me na lang:D:D*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-116227295038164934?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/116227295038164934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=116227295038164934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/116227295038164934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/116227295038164934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-thing-i-hate-about-today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-116218166315332020</id><published>2006-10-29T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:56:38.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week has been the craziest "looking for work week"&lt;br /&gt;and guess what it paid off!!&lt;br /&gt;and guess where??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATH AND BODY WORKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like omg super dream job!! plus the dicounts! *heaven*&lt;br /&gt;i'll be working part time!! but OMG!! i can smell it already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY!! AND THE DISCOUNT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here's thing why am so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get a 30% discount&lt;br /&gt;Bath and body works OPcourse!!&lt;br /&gt;victoria secret!!&lt;br /&gt;bigilow!&lt;br /&gt;and Unlimited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus my 15% mall discount!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wwwwaaaaaaa happiness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say all the stores mama made me apply never called back&lt;br /&gt;and here's a store i wanted forever to work for and they call me the next day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday i applied for this&lt;br /&gt;saturday interview&lt;br /&gt;sunday! watching the bears game! (bears won by the way 41-10 49'ers which by the way sucked for the San francisco team! "crushed!!" wahahahahha GO BEARS!!! *football* wwwwweeeeeeeeeee)&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine i watch football which i enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so my life is pretty much setting its self up now! am so happy&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATE ME PLEASE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GRIN*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-116218166315332020?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/116218166315332020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=116218166315332020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/116218166315332020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/116218166315332020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-week-has-been-craziest-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-116172865637310955</id><published>2006-10-24T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:56:38.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mama sometimes can really be VERY funny&lt;br /&gt;monday morning. mama makes me drive her car now going to school&lt;br /&gt;she decides that we eat brunch in IHOP (internationa house of pancakes)&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the waiteress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama: kristine tignan mo Rabbit oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Looking In the window) uuuhhh mama di rabbit yan squirrel yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: ehhhh!! oo nga nohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man that is not the end of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while ordering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: uuumm instead of tomatoes(which should have been potatoes) i'll have fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:(looking at mama with a smirk on my face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: baket ka naka tawa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: uhhh mama dapat yung sinabi mo eh potaoes di tomatoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: hay oo nga eh di gumana ng mahusay utak ko groogy pa rin ako sa gamot na ininom ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last one:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: kristine Ingat ka ha pag nag dridrive ka sa wild life preserve ingat ka kasi may dumadaan na REINDEER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: uuuhhhh mama WALANG REINDEER sa Chicago baka DEER ang sinasabi mo!! and reindeer eh sa north pole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super funny i even told uncle robert he was laughing.&lt;br /&gt;well un lang.. di pa ako nakakabanga ng tao so chicago is still safe&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well next time:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-116172865637310955?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/116172865637310955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=116172865637310955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/116172865637310955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/116172865637310955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/10/mama-sometimes-can-really-be-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-116112430188861859</id><published>2006-10-17T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:56:38.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys!! sorry for the (very very) Brief blog,,, something happened that i didn't expect that would happen&lt;br /&gt;well were back together and i know some people are oppsed to it. sorry guys but simply love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to the part why blogged today&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MY DIVER'S LICENSE!!&lt;br /&gt;BOYYYYAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but man i look like C**p on my pic...&lt;br /&gt;darn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways!! catch you guys on the flip side!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOYYYAAAHHH&lt;br /&gt;~baby you can drive my car~&lt;br /&gt;booyyyaaahh, booyyaaahhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-116112430188861859?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/116112430188861859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=116112430188861859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/116112430188861859'/><link 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/&gt;cool off na muna tayo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-116101929344801661?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/116101929344801661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=116101929344801661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/116101929344801661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/116101929344801661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-hate-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-116079046201466400</id><published>2006-10-13T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:56:38.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've had a hell of a week with some of my subjects being over am happy.&lt;br /&gt;i passed my 2 subjects Food and sanitation and finally i get to have my sanitaion certificate..&lt;br /&gt;uncle freddie called it a certificate for a janitorial job(hahaha uncle freddie!)&lt;br /&gt;i finished my FSM 109 class and passed the test in flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah a hell of a week....&lt;br /&gt;not being able to think straight for one week&lt;br /&gt;and reading that blasted book for 2 days at least it was worth it:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay wala na ako maisip na malagay&lt;br /&gt;my mind is totally blank..&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking of so much stuff that i really can't pull my mind together anymore&lt;br /&gt;to the point i can't think of anything meaningful at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syet why am i so deep all of the sudden... ay POcha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-116079046201466400?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/116079046201466400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=116079046201466400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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production class and to tell you guys the truth.. i did exceptionally well&lt;br /&gt;and honest to god i really expected the worst of all worst.&lt;br /&gt;preperations i did for my finals&lt;br /&gt;1) i brought plates just for my Food production&lt;br /&gt;2) typed out ALL my recipes including my mise en place(preperation list)&lt;br /&gt;3) i stayed up late up to 3 o'clock in the morning memorizing my menu (RECIPES AND PRESENTATION)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the day for my final has come..&lt;br /&gt;coming to school nervous and the worst part is a very long sermon from my mom telling me&lt;br /&gt;"why did you pick catfish of all things to cook BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH" (YOU GUYS GET THE PICTURE)&lt;br /&gt;which made me more nervous that i had to buy coffee for myself just to calm myself down (which didn't work)&lt;br /&gt;okay this is how it worked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gave us a time limit of 2 hours which includes preparing the food, cooking and food plate-up and the presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started at 8:00 and i had to plate up at 10:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well let's just say i didn't think i could make it by the 10:00 mark but miraculously i did..&lt;br /&gt;here's my menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soup&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow Fish soup&lt;br /&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Cucumber salad with a sesame oil vinaigrette&lt;br /&gt;entree&lt;br /&gt;Grilled Catfish with Grilled Vegetable and white rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after my dishes been served&lt;br /&gt;i was standing next to the door trying to catch some of the comments about my dishes...&lt;br /&gt;the comments i heard weren't good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they called me in after a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Judge (Chef David) *gives the meanest comments*&lt;br /&gt;"kristine.. your soup was good i loved the consistency of the soup and the taste. but it pieces were too big for the spoon and you must always remember to portion out your servings. i didn't know if you were going for the fish or the shrimp because the amount of fish and shrimp are the same but its good "its there but not quite there yet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*same comments from the other judges*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your salad well the presentation is excellent. but remember "portion out you serving". it needed more salt. it didn't bring out the flavor of the cucumbers and your vinaigrette needed salt too. it was also "there but not quite there yet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proffesor (Chef Rios): i tried to eat it but i couldn't cause you know i hate sesame oil. but yes it needed a but more salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: well i marinated the cucumber's in salt but i was too afraid to add more cause it might get too salty same with the vinaigrette i already added more salt in it but i guess it needed more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chef David) but kristine what impressed me the most is that working with sesame oil is very difficult cause if you put too much then the sesame will over power the cucumbers and did you put rice wine in this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chef David) well you could have added more but am really impressed you took the chance to make something very original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chef David) okay kristine. your entree *nervous look on my face* was really good. everything was moist, the fish is well seasoned at first glace it looks dry but when you cut in to it it was moist and cooked perfectly.i like how you presented the fish. but i would prefer to have the limes in wedges so i can put it on the fish but presentaion wise it is perfect. i wish you could have seasoned your rice but its excellent. "it was there but not quite there yet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chef Rios) kristine am impressed your fish turned out fantastic. i was kinda scared cause grilling fish is a very hard thing to do but you pulled it out very well.at first glace the fish looks dry but it was well seasoned and cooked right i agree with chef david that the rice needs to be seasoned with a little salt. but if you put that soup on top i could have enhanced the taste. over all it was excellent and i enjoyed it. in addition you plates set off the presentaion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef Rios: over all kristine from all of us you did an excellent job from the plates to the cooking to the presentation. you showed originality and wel can all agree that it is a "well choreographed" Menu. we are all impressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing their comments leaving the room and going back to the kitchen and when i got there i was jumping up and dowm shouting YES YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my classmate Hannah *very smart girl* come up to me and tells me this&lt;br /&gt;"kristine am really impressed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: why is that??&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: well while you were doing your menu you knew exactlly what to do and how to plate up. congrats again kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay am glad its over but i knew right then and there. am born to do this.&lt;br /&gt;happy:D:D *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather forcast this week "SNOW SLURRIES ON THURSDAY"&lt;br /&gt;show you guys pic when i get them!!:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRIN GRIN~~,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-116044628419160518?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/116044628419160518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>a tour of my room</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heya people of the world?!?! guys having a nice weekend??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well i moved out francine and shine's room last thursday and currently(arte naman!!~~,) staying in my room!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;boooyyaaahhh here that "MY OWN ROOM" weeeeeeee so here we go!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOW: we are entering my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="407" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture014.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CCCRRREEEAAACCCKKK*sound effects*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 317px; HEIGHT: 201px" height="381" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture016.jpg" width="410" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here's my bed.. not as big as francine and shine's bed but soft and comfty *oh look its lavander sleeping*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 208px" height="430" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture018.jpg" width="417" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my study table*curtesy of Uncle Robert* my books and stuff *love it!! wweeee* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a place for me to study i simply love it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="399" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture020.jpg" width="356" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love the view outside my window and my lamp&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 201px" height="387" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture019.jpg" width="442" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here's my bedside table more stuff*look a picture of my BF*KILIG* cool man*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 209px" height="338" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture021.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me in my closet*can you belive it a bbbiiigggg mirror*don't worry shine francine you have the same closet but yours is bigger*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 328px" height="619" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture024.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 364px" height="682" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture023.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more clothes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have actually accumulated more clothes here well oviously *big size* doesn't limit you here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i simply love my room *i said i love it too many times*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy day..:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's my post more coming at yah! see you guys:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-115967189227424655?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/115967189227424655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=115967189227424655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115967189227424655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115967189227424655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/09/tour-of-my-room.html' title='a tour of my room'/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-115922706510245324</id><published>2006-09-25T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:56:37.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are times where you can't help thinking of things that should be or never forgetten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while having my walk around hanover park usually a 30 min walk that helps clears my head.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't help but think of papa. especially now am taking culinary arts that i know papa is gonna be very happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept thinking if he were still alive would things be like now??&lt;br /&gt;that if i left manila and he were still alive would he be happy? angry? depressed?&lt;br /&gt;that if i would call every weekend would he slam the phone or even talk to me to check if am okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know am depressing myself...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno i tired to think of a menu for my finals, debating to myself what soup would be appropriate for the dish am gonna serve.&lt;br /&gt;then it hit me..."what would papa think?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew right then and there i missed him.&lt;br /&gt;i knew we weren't the best of friends not even close like "BUDDY-BUDDY" but i miss him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when a loved one is dead, people tend to say and think of the nice things about that person"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't say that he was a good guy or i say he was a bad guy either its weird.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i hated him with all of my being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sad, that i just realized this a year and months after he died.&lt;br /&gt;its very sad that when ever i think him.. wanna do better but at the same time follow his example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember what ahma told me "Chua's tend to show how they feel thru money"&lt;br /&gt;that we tend to give money not because we need it. because that's how we show "in material terms" how much we love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit now hard is it may be to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am my father's daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks&lt;br /&gt;personality&lt;br /&gt;philisophies&lt;br /&gt;how the "mind thinks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am proud to be a CHUA and i can't have it any other way&lt;br /&gt;**BOW** sob sob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-115922706510245324?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/115922706510245324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=115922706510245324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115922706510245324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115922706510245324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/09/there-are-times-where-you-cant-help.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-115898222982983494</id><published>2006-09-22T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:56:37.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay another post ehehehhe well you guys kinda curious what "the step brother" looks like&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well here he is let me introduce ROB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 235px" height="522" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture010.jpg" width="468" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's rob and me in Yuu's Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; HEIGHT: 281px" height="387" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture012.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, mama, uncle robert, tita emma and rob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 342px; HEIGHT: 223px" height="439" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006-1.jpg" width="430" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama and Tita Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 343px; HEIGHT: 413px" height="624" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture005-1.jpg" width="396" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha me in my chinta TOP :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 235px" height="440" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture004-2.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well Mama and Uncle Robert&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well great dinner and family... well have a nice weekend you guys:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-115898222982983494?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/115898222982983494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=115898222982983494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115898222982983494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115898222982983494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-another-post-ehehehhe-well-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-115897919954364526</id><published>2006-09-22T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:56:37.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristine Is ON ICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;guess what guess what!! we had a HAIL STORM!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we had a very bad tornado...minutes after this is what i see:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i froze my ass for this but i had fun.. people around my neighborhood looked at me as if am a alien..&lt;br /&gt;well... i am..."weird"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="404" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture003-2.jpg" width="506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM THE DOOR AT THE BACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SURPIRSE HAIL BABY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 241px" height="417" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture009.jpg" width="534" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veiw from the top MORE HAIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="530" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture008.jpg" width="474" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME on ICE ... hahahhaha lahat ng phats ko nag sebo wahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="560" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture001-4.jpg" width="468" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaa PIGGY on ice:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 222px" height="460" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture011.jpg" width="430" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BABY I ROCK THIS ICE WAHAHAHAHHA!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had so much fun.. well be posting more today... babbush!!:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-115897919954364526?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/115897919954364526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=115897919954364526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115897919954364526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115897919954364526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/09/kristine-is-on-ice.html' title='Kristine Is ON ICE'/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-115889584774195660</id><published>2006-09-21T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:56:37.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man... yesterday during my classes&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i really felt like shit&lt;br /&gt;damn this frekish cold weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me elaborate, its were you can even see yourself breath..&lt;br /&gt;as in that cold... shit&lt;br /&gt;this is bad.. what if winter hits chicago this november...&lt;br /&gt;aaarrrrhhhh i don't even wanna think about this its already giving me the chills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is not even the end of my miserable and bad week&lt;br /&gt;this tuesday i had my service and i was the waiter.&lt;br /&gt;well what do waiters do?"wait on the costumer if done clean up or bring them whatever they need right or give them their foods if they are ready rigghhtt??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the expidiator"sorry i don't know how to spell this"&lt;br /&gt;is the first to know what the orders are, who's table and if the order was given already or not.&lt;br /&gt;there's this crazy girl in my class as in super crazy&lt;br /&gt;let's call her Crazy girl (cause she is crazy)&lt;br /&gt;the first week of class she made me come with her in her car and change a parking space, get her books and go back to campus. not so bad right?? WRONG!! my top 3 reasons why this arrangement sucks &lt;br /&gt;1. her paking spot was so far it took us 10 mins goign there and 5 mins to go back to campus&lt;br /&gt;2. this girl never!! stops yapping.. i mean if she finishes a sentences there is another one coming... a never ending yap fest from a super annoying girl.&lt;br /&gt;3. she fucking smells man.. i mean BO pare i don't know she can smell herserf but fuck man she stinks BIG TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to my story.. so she was the exblahblah for the week and i had 4!! 4!! tables. my classmates had 2 or 3 but no i had to have 4 at the same time... i felt like i was being the Punished for my sins. an drunning around like the  roadrunner ain't fun. running everywhere getting water, making sure the food is served i was BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;so going in the kitchen making sure my entree was ready she shouts&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY GIRL:"KRISTINE you don't have to run!! you set your own pace not theirs!!"&lt;br /&gt;i had this incredulous look in my face thinking *HEY am supposed to be their pace am following not mine!! am the waiter or are you stupid??*&lt;br /&gt;but being the frekisly good girl that i am i didn't say anything but "sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my classmates about this they just told me "kristine don't listen to her she's fucking crazy"&lt;br /&gt;"you did a great job!! unlike her during her shift she screwed up most of the time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that is not the end of it..&lt;br /&gt;i heard my classmates talking and since dinning room was closed i had time to eat...(we always have left overs from the shift so we have lunch "FREE")&lt;br /&gt;that someone checked them out for 4 times or should they dress up at the back or should they just wear their chef's jackets..&lt;br /&gt;i was confussed(got that form uncle robert) so i asked my classmate who has the same class that morning and her name is consuwela&lt;br /&gt;"No kristine they are talking about crazy Girl cause she dreessed up at the back and the door was open she not knowing was standing there in her underwear then a guy comes up. she kept telling the class someone was cheking her out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME"OMG she's so stupid"&lt;br /&gt;Consuwela"I know"&lt;br /&gt;we where laughing like hell cause now i know i was not alone with this...&lt;br /&gt;but damn man she is so SPOILED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am starting to hate her... ALOT&lt;br /&gt;am excited!! francine and shine are coming here this year... am not gonna be lonely anymore..&lt;br /&gt;francine and shine miss you nah!!&lt;br /&gt;sana visit ninyo blog ko ha?? LOVE YOU!!mmmwwwhhhaaa:-*&lt;br /&gt;that's all:D:D byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-115889584774195660?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/115889584774195660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=115889584774195660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115889584774195660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115889584774195660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-115819911032743592</id><published>2006-09-13T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:56:36.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here are the pics i promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well i did promise to post some of my pics riggghhttt?? well here they are!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 421px" height="757" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture001-2.jpg" width="490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's me and kuya PJ(he's drunk that time by the way)&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha we had so much fun that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 359px; HEIGHT: 242px" height="511" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg" width="673" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's me in my chef's uniform in my very first service...&lt;br /&gt;i had so much fun... i was tired by the time i got home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 296px; HEIGHT: 362px" height="658" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture005.jpg" width="393" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me again:D:D in a chef's jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 339px; HEIGHT: 360px" height="628" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture003.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am proud to present my very first entree...&lt;br /&gt;"chicken parmesan"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we sold out that day too and the 2nd entree too:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;soo happy:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 377px; HEIGHT: 305px" height="449" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture001.jpg" width="543" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i am proud to present my very first French BREAD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its such a pain to make but very worth it:D:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was good, super good&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that is it well until next time:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-115819911032743592?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/115819911032743592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=115819911032743592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115819911032743592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115819911032743592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-are-pics-i-promised.html' title='here are the pics i promised'/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26028922.post-115803186738261736</id><published>2006-09-11T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T19:56:36.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh... am kinda getting tired with my schedule..&lt;br /&gt;tiring... but ever since i took culinary arts i am having so much fun that i&lt;br /&gt;actually don't mind me being tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my BF... soo much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. so much for my first entry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26028922-115803186738261736?l=kristine-yumei.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/feeds/115803186738261736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26028922&amp;postID=115803186738261736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115803186738261736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26028922/posts/default/115803186738261736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristine-yumei.blogspot.com/2006/09/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386500457507952580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/kristine_48/Picture006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
