<?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-3212427953601137260</id><updated>2011-09-25T06:10:14.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MiMiM</title><subtitle type='html'>"Like aNy ordiNary pErson,i Just wANt to bE happy.."                


   -kristine</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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make things complicated again.. so help me GOD..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-8406831088753784921?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/8406831088753784921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=8406831088753784921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/8406831088753784921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/8406831088753784921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2010/04/monster.html' title='MONSTER..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-3159237657931646737</id><published>2010-03-03T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:42:14.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liar..</title><content type='html'>Bkit kailangan mong mgsinungaling and hide things from me.. sobrang bait ko sau, ilang beses na kitang binigyan ng chance pero sinayang mo lng lahat.. lahat ng pwde kong gawin and ibigay sau gnwa ko pero bkit hnd mo kyang maging honest and faithful skin.. yeah right wala tayong commitment kya cguro iniisip mo na u can do everything you want, flirting with bitches and make lies.. pero u'r so unfair.. pilit kong kinakalimutan si loi just for u.. iniiwasan ko na sya just for u.. hnd ako ngpapaligaw sa iba or nkkpg flirt sa iba just for you.. pero bkit hnd mo magawang maging honest.. ilang beses na kitang nahuling ng lie skin pero pinalagpas ko lng yun. kht minsan na fefeel ko na iba tlga tingin mo skin ok lng skin.. i hate you.. i really hate you.. nung bday mo, u cant blame me for ruinned your day.. hnd ko lng tlga kc matiis na ginagago mo ko.. kaya pla everytym na icheck ko fb mo then may nakikita me na hnd maganda eh nagagalit ka kc guilty ka.. ung tungkol ky kathy, yeah ex mo xa pero bkit kailangan hide mo skin na ngpunta ka dun and sabi pa ng girl pinapupunta mo rin daw xa sa inyo.. bkit mark..?? kaya pla super inis ka kc nabubuking kita.. bkit kba ganyan skin.. kya ang hirap mgtiwala sau kc gnyan ka.. kya hnd u me masisi kun bkit lgi me nagagalit sau, lgi tyo ngaaway kc liar ka.. pilit kong iniintindi ka pero ang hirap eh.. ang hirap mgpa gago and maging martyr.. nagwa ko na mging martyr dati with my ex pero yoko na.. right decision na rin cguro na matapos na ung type ng relasyon na naging meron tyo, no commitment pero my M.U.. ayoko na mark.. hnd ko na matiis lhat ng png gagago mo skin. pero thank you kc naging part ka ng life ko.. ikaw ng help skin pra makalimutan si loi, ikaw ung taong nkakausap ko pg my problems ako.. thank you kc naging happy ako sau.. sa totoo lng nasasaktan ako sa ngyari stin.. wala na tyong communication since na ngaway tyo nun bday mo.. nsaktan lng ako kc na fall ako.. nasaktan ako kc kht konti my love na.. naging special ka skin.. kau ng sister mo.. thanks for all the memories guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-3159237657931646737?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-28029063601674888</id><published>2010-02-05T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T06:35:51.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All i want is PEACE OF MIND..</title><content type='html'>im so tired of being alone, bitterness, hopeless and frustrations.. all i want is peace of mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakasawa na ung ganitong pakiramdam.. i want something new.. new life.. i want to forget bad memories.. that making my life useless and worthless.. gusto ko ng kalimutan ung mga taong walang nadudulot skin ng maganda lalo na pagdating sa love.. nagsasawa na ko,nakakasawa na.. ayoko na gusto ko ng matapos lahat ng pain, sorrow.. gusto kong ma refresh.. i want to forget everything, i want to forget YOU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help me to forget you, my feelings for u.. im so tired.. i want peace of mind,, i want new life without you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-28029063601674888?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/28029063601674888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=28029063601674888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/28029063601674888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/28029063601674888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-i-want-is-peace-of-mind.html' title='All i want is PEACE OF MIND..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-6285400465037630253</id><published>2010-01-26T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T05:13:53.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im still inlove with you..</title><content type='html'>Jan. 22 i hangout with my highschool friends somewhere in qc.. it's a swimming party.. lots of fun.. i met new friends.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 4:20am, i checked my fone and i saw missed calls.. it's LOI.. nagulat ako kc bkit sya tumatawag ng ganung oras. then tumawag sya ulet.. nasan daw ako kc maingay un background ko.. sbi ko im with my friends.. kya pla gising pa xa that time kc galing din xa sa anniversary ng org. nila.. akala nya kun sino na nmn daw kasama ko.. sbi ko sa knya eh di sumunod ka kun gusto mo.. tpos sbi nya pupunta raw xa.. at first hnd me naniwala kc puro lng nmn xa salita.. then sbi nya pupunta raw tlga xa.. pumunta nga xa.. ngkita kmi ulet.. pinakilala ko xa sa mga friends ko.. u know what guys,, i really dont expect na mgkikita kmi ng biglaan.. he kissed me, na miss nya raw ako and he said na he stiLL love me.. pinagusapan din nmn ung about ky mark.. why do i need daw to lie about mark.. quiet lng ako.. pero cnbi ko nmn sa knya na wala tlga kming commitment ni mark.. bkit daw ako ng eentertain ng iba eh xa raw loyal skin.. nun cnbi nya sin yun tinamaan ako.. but he cant blame me kc xa nmn ngbigay skin ng reason na mgkagusto sa iba.. eventhough ngkagusto me sa iba i still love him,, si loi pa rin until now.. no one can ever replace him from my heart.. im so happy kc ngkaruon ulet kmi ng time.. nun umuwi na ko i realized something,, tama si loi naging loyal xa skin so i need to do the same thing.. i know magbabago rin lahat.. magiging ok rin samin lahat in the right time.. iloveyou still mimim loi.. and i always wiLL..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-6285400465037630253?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/6285400465037630253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=6285400465037630253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/6285400465037630253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/6285400465037630253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-still-inlove-with-you.html' title='im still inlove with you..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-8905625445464361218</id><published>2009-12-30T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T11:14:12.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wish for new year..</title><content type='html'>2010??? hmm.. my wish for new year..?? "new LIFE.."&lt;br /&gt;year 2009, for me year na sobrang lungkot, walang kwentang year, tears, pain, sorrow, laging umaasa sa wala, laging umaasa na someday maging ok na lahat, umaasa na sana may taong kaya akong mahalin ng walang alinlangan, umaasa lagi na sana oneday bumalik na xa and hinde na ako iiwan, laging umaasa na sana tuparin nya lahat ng promise nya skin.. ang sakit lang isipin na boung taon umasa ako sa wala.. at this moment,, naiiyak ako hinde ko alam kong ano ba  ung nararamdaman ko.. gusto kong umiyak ng sobra, sumigaw ng malakas, dahil until now may pain pa rin coz i still love loi.. last christmas ngusap kmi tinawagan nya ko, nagkamustahan, saying imissyou,, na until now mahal pa rin nmn ung isa't isa.. u know what kun ano mas masakit isipin dun, mahal nya ko mahal ko xa pero hinde kami.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko na matapos lahat ng pain and lungkot na nararamadaman ko now.. nakikita ng mga friends ko and family na mukha me happy kc lagi me nakikipag biruan sa kanila pero deeep inside sobrang lungkot ko.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana this coming year 2010 matapos na lahat.. gusto ko naman maging happy, yung totoong happy.. ang hirap mag pretend na masaya sa harap ng ibang tao.. na sana maging maayos na lahat especially samin ni loi.. kahit nagkagusto me sa ibang guy, still si loi pa rin love ko and xa lang ung huling lalaking mamahalin ko ng ganito..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-8905625445464361218?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/8905625445464361218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=8905625445464361218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/8905625445464361218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/8905625445464361218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-wish-for-new-year.html' title='My wish for new year..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-6476983866813483665</id><published>2009-12-03T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:44:11.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Love Letter..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;to the person i considered my soulmate.. when you came into my life, i told myself i would love you and never gonna hurt you.. you were my bestfriend, my love, my everything.. till one day you said," i cant stay with you any longer.." i refuse to believe you at first but when i look in your eyes, it spells out the truth about how you really feel inside.. u can't even look straight into my eyes.. my life has changed at that very moment.. i just found myself on bended knees,, yelling.." why..?!" i was down completely.. saying goodbyes, i knew it but i cant accept it.. the kiss, whisper, embrace.. it was the last..we always thought our love was enough for us to last.. i know you're happy now wherever you are.. its a year now since we broke up, this has been the longest year of my life, the most painful part of my life, flashing back those memories we shared, hugs and kisses, promises we made, tears and emotions.. the sadness of the nights brings back the days/time we shared.. the time you let go of me and the moment i surrendered you.. even silence reminds me of all the sorrow, the pain and my hopelessness.. but i forgive you and im setting you free.. "KUNG TALAGANG TAYO PARA SA ISA'T ISA, NO MATTER WHAT HAPPEN KAHIT GANO PA TAYO KATAGAL MAGHIHIWALAY MAGIGING TAYO PARIN IN THE END.." hear me say this,, "i have found the essence of my life, i have discovered a world that's beautiful, because of you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those memories,, thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- miMimTIN&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-6476983866813483665?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/6476983866813483665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=6476983866813483665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/6476983866813483665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/6476983866813483665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-love-letter.html' title='Last Love Letter..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-3206351189965562680</id><published>2009-11-28T02:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T02:47:19.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank's to you..</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed that when you are in love, you always go around with a smile on your face? Indeed, love brings immense happiness to the lives of those who are experiencing it. True love brings up everything , you're allowing a mirror to be held up to you daily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 months ago, i met mark ryan gutierrez.. nkasama ko sya sa work as private duty nurse in a old male patient who is suffering amyotrophic lateral sclerosis but unfortunately he past away last september.. the first time we had a date it was so memorable experience i ever had in my whole life.. the experience that  make's me feel crazy.. lols.. mark is so sweet, love to cook, mahilig kmi  kumain, moody and friendly especially to girls and "bitches" (duh..?!).. ahaha,, i met his family and friends in malolos bulacan.. they're all nice and fun to be with.. Mark is pikon nagagalit skin yan pg binabara ko xa, moody and minsan my topak.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship we had right now is kinda complicated.. yeah we go out, hangout with his friends, sweet sweetan but hanggang dun lng.. mahirap kc ang commitment esp. sa situation/set up namin.. but mark always make me feel happy. he help me to forget my past bad memories with my ex bf.. and effective xa ha infairness.. lols..  gusto kong tinititigan face nya ng hnd nya alam.. and when im looking at his face I know marami xa tinatago skin.. secrets and everything..   I know and I feel it.. sorry but I don’t  trust him that much..  i like him, I adore him but I don’t know if I love him.. coz he always make me feel  na hnd lng ako ang girl sa life nya now..  that’s why it so hard for me to get serious  sa relationship we had right now..  sa mga nexperience ko kc before sa mga past failed relationship is super hirap mg trust and ma inlove ulit.. I know nmn na hnd pa rin tlga xa ready to commit coz sa lifestyle nya now parang lahat gusto nya maranasan and I cant blame him in doing so.. yeah I  get jealous when I saw pictures na puro girls kasama nya but  I don’t have any right na pagbawalan xa coz we’re not committed..  but although ganito kmi I respect him so much..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi mark,&lt;br /&gt; Thank you for everything. Thank you for making my life happy again.. thank you coz when I have a problem you always there to listen and give advice. . thank you coz I know kht minsan badboy ka there’s still a good side of you..  but I know naman everything about us hinde mgatatagal.. pero im willing naman to take care of you..  I respect you and for sure naman u feel it naman.. malapit na christmas gift ko.. ahaha,, mwaaaaahhugs BOGS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-3206351189965562680?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/3206351189965562680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=3206351189965562680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/3206351189965562680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/3206351189965562680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanks-to-you.html' title='thank&apos;s to you..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-8005114132553576287</id><published>2009-09-30T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:59:37.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not gonna work out..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="jc_comment_title"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i hate him for taking me for granted.. for not even bothering to prove to me his love.. i hate him because he always hurt me.. i cried so hard for being so damn alone.. he doesn't even think of my happiness.. he never bother to show me his love.. although he told me that he love me.. i'm afraid that those words are just lies.. i don't know what i need to do.. i'm so scared of losing him.. i love him so much.. but it hurts me inside..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-8005114132553576287?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/8005114132553576287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=8005114132553576287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/8005114132553576287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/8005114132553576287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-not-gonna-work-out.html' title='it&apos;s not gonna work out..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-8259578267386357896</id><published>2009-09-28T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T06:20:47.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the Games Out of Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;People don’t                want to be with others who are pining away for them, willing to                sacrifice their truth, integrity, and self-esteem just to go along                out of fear of rocking the boat or losing the relationship. Nobody                truly wants a doormat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Being The One                means you do not settle. You refuse to settle because you know your                worth. You refuse to manipulate just to get what you want by deception                of any kind; you have too much integrity to lower yourself by playing                manipulation games. You have too much self-love to sacrifice your                truth. You have too much self-honesty to keep quiet out of fear.                You care too much for the other as an equal member of the human                race to even consider asking him to sacrifice his truth just to                please you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If there are                difficulties in the relationship, you must sit down together and                share from your hearts everything that is upsetting to you, with                each person receiving equal time on center stage to share his feelings,                and with a shared desire to come to a mutually agreeable solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If you have                tried many times to work it out, and you genuinely feel that there                is no relationship left that resembles the kind you really desire                and deserve, then peacefully walk out of the relationship. Then                you can both attract new partners who you can have a mutually satisfying                relationship with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Show your real                feelings. State your real feelings. If you’re not sure of your real                feelings, simply say so. If you feel scared, it’s okay to say that.                This openness creates a platform for authentic intimacy, in which                it is safe to share your truth. The other person might very well                react with relief because you have the courage to be real instead                of hiding behind a fa’ade, pretending to be what you think you’re                supposed to be in order to gain approval. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you think                you have to put on an act or cover up your true self, then it’s                time to ask yourself what you are so afraid of. Usually the answer                is that you’re afraid the real you is not lovable. To counter that,                be who you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; If you make                truth the rule of thumb on all levels, you cannot go wrong. If you                need more solitude, simply say so. If you would like to see the                other person more, it’s okay to say, “I have such an awesome time                with you. It would be great if I could see you more.” Then, trust                your instincts about the response you get. If the other person is                swamped, then understand. If you’re picking up signals that you                sense are nonsense, then honor what your smart intuition is telling                you, and get busy with your own life, with zero complaints. Someone                can be busy but still call. Someone can be out of town and still                send flowers. Someone who really cares shows it. Moreover, when                you really care about you, you can show it to yourself by the excitement                you put into your own life, and by sharing your activities with                the other person when you do get together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Stop worrying                so much if you are “getting it right.” Be your shining self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Stop worrying                if you are going to “mess everything up.” Be honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Stop worrying                about who should be chasing whom. Share your authentic self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Stop settling                for less than you deserve. State what you prefer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Stop compromising                your integrity. Deal truthfully with the other person on all levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Stop wasting                your time trying to capture the other person. Let your life purpose                capture you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Stop being the                string along. Honor every feeling you have, and dare to be true                to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-8259578267386357896?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/8259578267386357896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=8259578267386357896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/8259578267386357896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/8259578267386357896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/09/people-dont-want-to-be-with-others-who.html' title='Taking the Games Out of Relationships'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-5828217061129140036</id><published>2009-09-17T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T07:48:44.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love-Hurts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love..&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-5828217061129140036?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/5828217061129140036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=5828217061129140036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/5828217061129140036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/5828217061129140036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-hurts.html' title='Love-Hurts..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-1527744229021689995</id><published>2009-09-09T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:16:19.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so sad..</title><content type='html'>i always wanted to fly up high.  to go to a place away from everything.  from my problems, my fears and everything that makes me think of ending my life.  i know i’ve never been a good person in my life.  i never been contented in what i have.  i always want something new.  maybe that is also the reason why i am always being left behind.  i used to give everything when i fall inlove.  give my full atention to that person.  that is the reason why i never had any achievement that my parents can be proud of.  i admire.  i fall inlove.  i gave up everything.  and lastly im left behind and hurt.  but i dont care.  it’smy own fucking routine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-1527744229021689995?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/1527744229021689995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=1527744229021689995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/1527744229021689995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ka bigla kang mag seselos ska sabay sabi "hinde ko alam kun bkit ako ganito, nagseselos.." inamin mo pa skin na mahal mo pa rin ako.. heto na nmn ako umasa na namn ulit.. pinapaasa mo na nmn ako loi.. alam mo ba natuwa ako nun nalamn kong mahal mo pa rin pla ako.. kala ko tapos na stin lahat pero bgla mong sinabi ulit skin MAHAL MO PA RIN AKO.. sbi mo skin bkit nkipagdate na ko sa iba eh ikaw hnd mo nmn gingwa un.. nkipagdate ulit ako sa iba dhil inisip ko ayawmo na skin. inisip ko na hnd mo na ko mahal. na tapos na lhat stin. ng try ulit ako na mkipgkilala ulit sa iba dhil gustoko ng tuluyang kalimutan ka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ngaun heto nnmn tyo, ngtalo.. gusto mong kalimutan ko lhat ng cnbi mo.. bkit loi,, hanggng kylan mo paglalaruan feelings ko?? sana hnd kna lng ulit ngparamdam.. hnd mo na ulit sana cnbi na MAHAL MO PA RIN AKO.. sana hnd na lang ulit mo ko pinaasa na one day mgiging maayos ulit lahat. sinaktan mo na nmn ako loi.. pilit kong kinakalimutan ka.. pero bkit heto ka ginulo mo na nmn isip ko.. pagod na pagod na ko.. ayoko ng umiyak, masaktan ulit ng dahil sau.. im trying to move on and forget our past pero bkit ganito na nmn ulit,, NASASAKTAN  na nmn ako.. ng dahil sayo.. wag mo antayin isang araw na bigla na lng tlga ako mawala sau dhil sa lhat ng pain na bnibigay mo skin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAGOD NA KO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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kaiLan..??'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-4666542988792775978</id><published>2009-07-29T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:57:31.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wHy i stiLL Love yOu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_k4naDKQWW8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_k4naDKQWW8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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yOu..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-1467995729846233431</id><published>2009-07-27T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:14:08.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Point of View..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Being a Bitch means never being mean to a man, she 's ultra feminine and yet STRONG inside and out.. She simply shows, for the most part, rather than tells. She's independent... walks the walk, talks the talk. She can live with or without a man in her life. She loves and respects herself, and the people around her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;In a nutshell: Stop being the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_link"&gt;&lt;a onclick="'CSS.addClass($("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="text_exposed_show"&gt;traditional nice girl,  bending over backwards for a man, ' jumping through hoops ' (WTF we're no dogs, even dogs get enough love and appreciation). If the man appreciates, loves you and treats you like a Queen, then he definitely deserves to be treated like a King as well. "YOU GET WHAT YOU GIVE!" :)&lt;br /&gt;You come first, him second, fitting him into your life when it ' is feasible for you; Using your womanly guile to attract and keep him, but BE YOURSELVES ladies!!!! Men are smart creatures as well * winks...very smart, and beautiful... :p...well they'll know if you're faking anything. "Keep it real!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-1467995729846233431?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/1467995729846233431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=1467995729846233431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/1467995729846233431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/1467995729846233431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/07/point-of-view.html' title='Point of View..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-4112435484854745195</id><published>2009-07-22T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:58:20.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One night stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="mod_1115926" class="module moduleText color0"&gt;&lt;div style="" class="txtd" id="txtd_1115926"&gt;Myth: if you have sex with someone twice, it is not a one night stand. &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fact: it feels just as bad when the guy doesn't call you after sleeping with you twice as it does when he doesn't call after sleeping with you once. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lesson here of course is that this day and age, men and women tend to have very different expectations when it comes to relationships, commitment, and most of all, SEX. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A friend recently asked me if she should ever call a guy after having a one night stand with him. My short answer was: NO. Long answer: Absolutely not. A woman must always know going into the situation that she can never have any expectations after sleeping with a guy she just met. She might want to just as much as he does, and want just as little commitment to follow up as he does; but it seems to me that very few woman would be opposed to the man contacting her again. Sex complicates everything. When you start something with a one nighter, you have immediately jumped right into a complicated situation. That's not what most people are looking for. Who knows what the motivation was for a woman to go home with the hottie she met at the bar, but often times the man's motivation was plain and simple: just sex. He doesn't need to follow up with you because to him, he's standing there on the aircraft carrier waving the sign, "Mission Accomplished." Thought you may have thought you wanted the same thing, if there is even an ounce of remorse or hope that he will call you, then i would recommend NOT having a one night stand. When my friend asked me this question, I was curious as to why she wanted to call him again. Did she want to go on a date? Was she looking for a booty call? I don't think she even knew the answer to that question. It can be done- yes, in rare circumstances two people meet and completely click, go home and do the deed, and then go on to start a beautiful relationship. This just doesn't happen all that often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all love the chase, we all love anticipation and suspense, we all love to be courted. Our culture is completely socialized into accepting one night stands with no follow up to be the norm, and it is kinda tragic that both men and women have accepted this. It seems to me that everyone can be swept off their feet if the right person comes along, the biggest player at the club. He'll wait a few dates to seal the deal if the girl is worth it. Don't get me wrong, women can be players too and sometimes are just looking to have one night of fun and nothing more. That's great. That's great if it really does end there, if the motivation was purely physical and if there is no remorse about feeling alone after the night is over. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I personally believe that most people would rather be in something committed, that people like companionship and would thrive in a loving relationship. A lot of people are single for whatever reason and being single gets the mind spinning 100 miles an hour about what it wants and doesn't want. We get confused, we get hammered, and we don't always think through every decision we make. No one HAS to have a one night stand- man or woman; and I would like to advise &lt;em&gt;both&lt;/em&gt;men and women to hold off on the sexin until at least the third date if you want any potential to grow. If not- then go for it, but don't be surprised if someone calls you the next weekend after the bars close looking for one thing. Let me tell you, those calls, or better yet, text messages, get old &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; fast. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just some words of wisdom...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-4112435484854745195?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/4112435484854745195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=4112435484854745195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/4112435484854745195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/4112435484854745195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-night-stand.html' title='One night stand'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-8761178313748649564</id><published>2009-07-03T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:04:28.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a heartache, what we do is cry, breakdown and act as if it's the end of our life..  The condition that goes with us is to never love again, to resist hurt.. We let time fly by, believing that it can heal our wounds.. That's what we think.. But the truth behind this that people can't see is that,, TIME CAN'T HEAL HEARTACHES, BUT A NEW LOVER WILL DO.. It's just the reason that the new love will out reign the past love you are trying to erase..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MIKE..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-8761178313748649564?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/8761178313748649564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=8761178313748649564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/8761178313748649564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/8761178313748649564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-heartache-what-we-do-is-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-6315378241203174004</id><published>2009-06-27T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:02:11.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot Fetish..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Why do people have foot fetish..??  Guys with foot fetish will stare at every detail of a women’s feet, from shoes, heels, to the nail polish, the skin, the candle like toes, the newly done pedicure.. Now lets go to the kinky side of the story.. Guys with foot fetish will make out a woman’s foot anytime of the day as if it is were his high school girlfriend. I have nothing against it, in fact im all for it! Well if you didn’t know, giving/receiving a toe job is phenomenal. The first time I tried it I understood why guys love blowjobs..  I remember when I had my first toe job. The guy took me by surprise when he nibbled my left foot like it was some lollipop! I thought it was amazing how he’d look at me and just munch on my toe. That was so good! Now I know how it feels like to have a protruding part of your body be sucked, licked, played with and nibbled.. To feel the roughness and smoothness of the tongue, what a sense of gratification for my toe..!! Most of the time it’s ignored but this time it got noticed and pleasured! It just blew my mind.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   To those reading this and are feeling grossed out, well, to lick or not to lick is entirely your prerogative but remember this: “Conquering a woman’s body is not that easy unless you’re a good as a male gigolo.. But one way of doing so is going where no one has gone before. It will be easier to remember your name and associate it with “ the man who gave me a fantastic toe job..! Hint..! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Now that I’ve got you Almost convinced, these are some things to remember..:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;•   Giving a toe job is the same as giving a blowjob. Licking, sucking, nibbling, darling and swirling of the tongue will put her into ecstasy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;•   You can use hot or cold water vas an enhancer, it’s better if the temperature of the tongue compliments the temperature of the foot or toe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;•   You can experiment on creams, syrups, or any additives that you can use to make the toe licking more exciting and enjoyable on your part..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;•   Very important..! make sure her feet are clean before you munch on them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a nice day..  ahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-6315378241203174004?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/6315378241203174004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=6315378241203174004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/6315378241203174004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/6315378241203174004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/06/foot-fetish.html' title='Foot Fetish..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-7305008534719544995</id><published>2009-06-17T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:55:47.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truths and Reality</title><content type='html'>One of our basic need is Partner in life.. Some of us  can't live in this world without a partner, without someone to love..  But once we suffer pain from someone, the word PARTNER dont exist..&lt;br /&gt; I've been through all this.. i suffered pain, so much pain from my 1st and 2nd love.. i cried so many times, every minute every hour.. that time i felt so down and nothing.. that time i felt so useless.. i dont eat, i dont socialize, i dont talk either, i just cried.. I blamed myself, what's wrong about me, where did i go wrong, did my love doesnt enough to make him stay.. during my depression stage,  naisip ko na its better to die rather than to suffer so much pain.. coz when i died tpos na lhat.. super stressed.. grabe.. kpag nsa sasakyan me, then naalala ko xa,  bigla na lang me malulungkot na namn then tears started to falling down.. i cant get through it..! gusto kong sumigaw, umiyak ng bongang bongga.. kpag nakikita ko mga pix nmn naiiyak na namn ako, kpg naalala ko mga memories we shared, iiyak nnmn ako.. grabe so much pain... pati family ko hnd na ako kyang tulungan dhil they dont know what pain i suffering.. they can only say hnd lang sya lalaki and hnd xa deserving for ur love.. how can i find other love if my life is broken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when days, months passing by.. i realized something.. "TIME CAN HEAL.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those things i suffered before, i realized yung buhay ko hnd lang umiikot sa kanya.. now everytime na naiisip ko yung mga ngyari dati natatawa lng ako.. super tanga ko pla.. i've learned a lot.. that when it comes to love,, everything should be balance and love urself first before others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, for those who suffering pain now from failed relationship,, CHEER UP..!!! marami pa dyan.. yeah i know super depressed kau, parang ayaw nyo na mainlove ulit.. but life is too short.. enjoy each day, every moment of ur life.. now lang yan pain kc fresh pa but when the time comes,  little by little  maaccept mo rin lhat, mggng ok ka rin.. advise ko lang sa inyo, kung gusto mong umiyak umiyak ka, kung gusto mong sumigaw shout..!!! best therapy din yun ishare mo sa iba prob mo wag mo solohin or kung nahihiya ka, get a piece of paper, isulat mo lhat ng pain, mga nararamdaman mo then sunugin mo or keep it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;STAGE OF MOVING ON..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - ENIAL ( u'r in denial, ayaw u pa rin accept or isipin na there's something wrong..)&lt;br /&gt;A - NGER ( galit ka sa knya..)&lt;br /&gt;B - ARGAINING ( iniisip mo na sna hnd na lan ngyari or sana hnd mo na xa minahal..)&lt;br /&gt;D - EPRESSION ( cry, stressed, depressed..)&lt;br /&gt;A - CCEPTANCE ( accept the truth that u'r not meant to be..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO GUYS ALWAYS REMEMBER IF U ARE MEANT TO BE MGIGING KAU IN THE END NO MATTER WHAT HAPPEN.. LOVE YOU ALL.. MWAHUGS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-7305008534719544995?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/7305008534719544995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=7305008534719544995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/7305008534719544995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/7305008534719544995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/06/truths-and-reality.html' title='Truths and Reality'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-7471801881115552243</id><published>2009-06-13T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T02:39:53.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThouGhts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have something to share with you guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I met a guy a month ago.. he's so funny, jolly, and sweet.. he always make me laugh every time we talk.. especially if the topic is kinda out of this world.. naiinis ako kpg hnd xa ngpaparamdam.. natutuwa ako kpg kinukulit nya ko.. papakasalan nya rw ako.. ahaha..!!  naasar ako kpg seryoso xa.. naaasar ako kpg nagiging possessive xa.. i really hate people tlga na so possessive and demanding.. tsk.. bibigyan nya rw ako ng icecream with banana pagbalik nya manila.. hehe,, mahilig dw sya sa balot but now penoy na lan daw.. ahaha!!! he always telling me na nakuha nya rw ung complexion nya with his dad but ung face dw sa mom nya..  naiinis raw xa kc bkit daw walang perfect in this world.. LOLs..!! ahaha,, every time we talked sa fone lagi na lan nya binabanggit ex nya.. hnd na nwala sa topic.. hnd ko nmn tinatanong.. hmmp.. hehe,, mag apply na raw ako for abroad tpos kunin ko rw xa tpos sa bahay lan dw xa kain tulog antay ng sustento.. ang kapal nga!! ahaha!! "sipain pa kita dyan eh.. hihi.." then days passing by, unti unti ko na xa nakilala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But why i still have this feelings na  gusto ko na sya pero ayoko naman.. haaayy.. guys to tell you the truth ayoko ng gngawa nya.. ayokong ma fall and hanap hanapin yung  attention na gnagawa and pinapakita nya.. I'M AFRAID TO LOVE AND  COMMIT AGAIN.. ayokong magkamali ulit.. after my failed relationship with LOI ayoko na muna ma fall sa iba.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-7471801881115552243?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/7471801881115552243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=7471801881115552243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/7471801881115552243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/7471801881115552243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/06/thoughts.html' title='ThouGhts..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-7139535467940575783</id><published>2009-06-11T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T03:43:46.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from BITTER to BETTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="postentry"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;We all require certain relationships in our lives.  Some, we wish we could avoid, while others it seems we can never get enough of..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tama nga yung sabi nila,, “TIME CAN HEAL..” I thought after our breakups my world will get miserable, lonely and nothing… Na my life would stop on the day we got separated.. na i can’t live without you.. na i can’t be happy as happy when were still together.. na i can’t fulfill my duties en responsibilities.. na i can’t be happy with other’s company.. but I’M WRONG.. time is a great healer.. after 5 mos of hoping, now it is the right time to have a new life.. dati lagi ko cnasabi sa knila na, hnd ko kaya.. but now, head up,  kaya ko na.. i feel better now, happy and contented for being single and without a lover.. tama nga yung sbi nila, you should love yourself first before others.. and when you are in a relationship don’t give 100% of ur love, should be balance so that when he leave you, hnd ganun kasakit.. after my first love dati, yan ang motto ko but when i met you ( you know who you are) nawala yang motto ko co’z dpat daw hnd ganun.. pero mali ka.. nagkamali din ako.. i should learn from my mistakes..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;thank’s to you co’z minulat mo ko sa katotohanan and you gave me a lesson na i will never forget for the rest of my life.. now, friends na ulit.. friends na lang talaga..&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-7139535467940575783?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/7139535467940575783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=7139535467940575783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/7139535467940575783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/7139535467940575783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-bitter-to-better.html' title='from BITTER to BETTER'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212427953601137260.post-5065738339601255502</id><published>2009-06-10T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:11:09.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do Men Lie..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I KNOW NOT ALL MEN LIE..!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been in a few relationships that have giving me many sorrows, every time i meet a man, he turns out to be, an inconsiderable and, untruthful prick. I want to write about this, why are men liars, why do men use woman to get what they want, why can’t men say the truth, where are the men in this world, a man is suppose to be gentle with a woman, sweet and caring..a real man wont hurt a woman.. some of my girlfriends told me, that we all should treat others how we want to be treated. But there are so many men out there that act like if they had no blood in their veins.. There are no excuses for a man to lie, if is a man or a woman, when a lie is said, there are other things coming your way, the most important thing in a human being is been truthful.I know that many of us lie now and then, but when it comes to hurting peoples feelings, we need to look out, and think before we hurt others, there’s a thing called KARMA this is so real people,and not only karma but God sees all we do and thats one thing that is very real God pulls away from us when we act in a neklected way, and theres when bad things happen to us. What you do to others be sure it will be done to you sooner or later..why do men have to hurt a womens feelings. They care less, you don’t have the right to mistreat a human being, and play with their heart..if you want to play around and not have a serious relationship, please what can it take, just say the truth…and don’t go lian to get to our pants. I Do not think that there’s a &lt;em&gt;sad&lt;/em&gt; excuse in back of a mans action…Integrity is one thing that not all men have..or many of us for that matter.When a man has morals and principles they act in good terms, they consider women, and what they are and mean to society, and what women mean to God. Woman carry a special gift in them that God gave…And thats to carry a human being inside them, men do not have this gift. Women are fragile and then again strong by Gods gift..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3212427953601137260-5065738339601255502?l=mimim-kristine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/feeds/5065738339601255502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3212427953601137260&amp;postID=5065738339601255502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/5065738339601255502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3212427953601137260/posts/default/5065738339601255502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimim-kristine.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-do-men-lie.html' title='Why do Men Lie..'/><author><name>MiMiM_kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16109917771292831283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5RKxRcvRW34/SqiMpynzhpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XNsFFth0v3I/S220/IMG0275A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
