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Kiana. 16. //</description><title>Vague.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @knkthrn)</generator><link>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Thank you. :)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Teary-eyed, nostalgic, please bring back those memories.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No greetings coming from you. No hi nor hello. It sucks because I am expecting something even though I do not have the right to. I want to approach you, say everything that I have been keeping for a long long time now but I do not even have the courage of thinking about the consequences of doing it. It really really sucks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Someone confessed to me. Someone said he likes me. But instead of thinking about him, your face is the one I remembered. I do not know why. I do not even want to know. Please leave me now. Leave me. :(&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/38789289187</link><guid>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/38789289187</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Dec 2012 08:43:57 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Self-Appreciation Dayy</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I am just in the mood to tell some stories that will uplift my morale. Hahaha. I want to overwhelmed myself. I just want to appreciate the person writing this. I do not even remember the last time I told myself that I am worth it. That is why right now, I am going to appreciate myself, I am going to boost my confidence. :) HHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am almost done with my 1st year as a college student. My 16th year as a human being is almost at its downhill. 13 days from now I am going to turn 17 and I am going to start a new life, a new chapter :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But first, are there things that I have accomplished? Are there things that I should be proud of? :) I think I deserved a YES.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know that I have been working so hard just to be recognized as someone not like anyone else. Being an &amp;#8220;ordinary&amp;#8221; person/student/16th year old girl is not something I have dreamed of. I want to be extraordinary in my own little ways.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe that is because being part of a group is something that really makes me happy. Working for the welfare of the community is something that really makes sense to me. It is something that I have been doing since I was in grade school. And without it, I just feel so useless. :))&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Owell. let&amp;#8217;s continue this next time hahaha baaaabush&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/38060527066</link><guid>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/38060527066</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2012 08:48:37 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>It will come back. It will always come back.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;There are times that I still remember the way we used to be. Yes, flashbacks, they still visit me most of the time. It usually reminds me of what I wanted it to be, what it is supposed to be, what it should have been. But everything will remain there. Everything will remain impossible now. Everything is just a flashback of the past.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I still miss you. Funny isn&amp;#8217;t it. I am the first one who said that we had enough, and yet, I think I am the person missing those times we had back then. Maybe because I have not found the answers I have been searching for a long long time now. Hahaha. I just do not like asking someone if they really love me. It feels like I am begging for something I should not beg for. No one deserves to beg just to experience that he/she is being loved. But I think it is also my fault because I am so scared to face the answer you might give me. I am so afraid that you might say no. Haha. I am afraid of not being loved back. So childish, yes? yes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am still wearing the ring. I said that in case fate will allow us to see each other again, I guess by that time I will be strong enough to face you and start a civil conversation with you. Then after that conversation, I am planning to return the ring. Return it, then that is the time that I should stop asking questions. That is the time that I should forget, and be genuinely happy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know that you do not want to talk to me nor to see me. But please, if ever I will see you again, I just want to hug you. That&amp;#8217;s it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;-&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/34899263995</link><guid>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/34899263995</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2012 10:08:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Mix it all up.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Sembreak! Yes.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The agony of waiting is finally over. We are now given 3 weeks to have some rest, to take some vacation, and most especially to prepare for the upcoming semester.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;These 3 weeks will be a different one for me. After 12 long years, someone very dear to me finally went back here in country with her child. It&amp;#8217;s been a tough day for us. We waited for about 2 hours in the airport. I was not able to eat something that will keep my energy boosted that is why I felt that I was not physically stable that day. But in spite of these problems I have encountered, I was very happy when I saw them at the waiting area. Thomas was crying at the time. He told me that he miss his dad. But after few tries, I was able to talk to him, carry him, and hug him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But then, here I am, feeling sick. I really think that this is because these past few days, I do not have the appetite for food. Plus, I really do not like our class schedule for this semester. Anyway, I am just hoping that I will be able to surpass everything. I need to keep going.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And finally, I cried a while ago. It is just because I am missing a lot of things. My high school friends, my old life. Those hugs.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;-&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kill it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/34229032598</link><guid>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/34229032598</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2012 09:26:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Grasping it.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Finals, this week. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It has been a tough semester for me. First time in college, first time in AB. I really think that staying in UST won&amp;#8217;t be an easy job for anyone. Even staying in AB. I just have to admit that it is a new world after all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Upon entering the university, time management has always been the problem. I just don&amp;#8217;t know how to handle things properly. The aspect of cramming is always there. Procrastination is my thing, but if I will let this happen all over again, uh-oh. Then there&amp;#8217;s a problem.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m hoping that cosmic forces will shower their blessings upon me.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/33222157452</link><guid>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/33222157452</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Oct 2012 03:51:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Blaaah.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Sembreak, pleaaaaaaase.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;First year, first sem. Next week, hell week.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know what I mean.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/32938020162</link><guid>http://knkthrn.tumblr.com/post/32938020162</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2012 10:15:23 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
