merry november 2nd.

Life has been busy busy busy!

I don't even know how I find the time to breathe these days.

merry christmas!

merry xmas to all of you. i hope you all had a wonderful Christmastime or you got the chance to celebrate whatever holiday you wanted to! ~

mine was fantastic - I hope yours was the same. & I might not be back for the new year so ... Happy New Year everyone! I'm completely open to new beginnings and fresh starts.  so goodbye 2k6 and hello 2007!

All my love,
KK

i've been to america, who says i can't celebrate?

Excited about life.

For my Hungarian visitor - I'm thrilled that you're here reading my thoughts! I'm sorry, I just thought that it was a little interesting that I have people from as far as Hungary visiting. Anyways, all of my readers, I've been sort of.. contemplative this morning, so please, if it makes you happy, just ignore this entry all together, because I think letting this all out is more for me than all of you.

What is the meaning of life anyways? There's the beginning - that's when you're born - and then the searching for something begins. I've been reading (as usual!) and I came across something about souls. Souls deciding what your next life will be. I'm not particually religious about anything, although I've always been interested - I mean, I've been involved in everything ranging from the Christian/Catholic Church to gypsies and their black magic. If this thing about souls was true.. then, why did my soul choose to be Kristin Kreuk? Was it to teach me a lesson because I've behaved badly in a pastlife? Was it because I was a good person and deserved to be treated to a life of enjoyment? I'm still searching - but yesterday night in bed, I realised something. Being born - you can't really remember that, none of that. Dying - that's downhill, I know I wouldn't enjoy leaving Earth. So isn't searching the fun part of life? There are many twists and turns down the road, but that's what makes it fun. For instance, me and my childhood friend Kaila. We were crazy, and when rollerblades were "the bee's knees", we would go down this steep, steep hill. Now that I look back upon it, little Kristin wasn't really afraid of anything except maybe boy cooties! Anyways, I was gliding down this hill until I hit this curb - somehow, I had a stick in my hand - so I went flying and sort of pogoed over the stick like Disney characters do when they're trying to get to the other side of something - and I landed on the grass and cried and laughed. It's these things that make life fun. The only thing I'm really scared of is death: will we wake up one morning as a totally different person, will we find ourselves in front of a pearly gate and cloud bliss, or our are corpses just laying there to rot in a box? Is it silly to say that Kristin, who's always seemed so sure of herself, is scared of something that just happens in an instant? I'm mostly scared of it because I don't ever want to leave my family and friends behind. But - I was talking to my good friend Caroline on MSN (oops, I've said too much already) the other day and she, when I went into emotional mode, said that I am still young, I still have a whole life ahead of me, and that somehow relieves some of the worry in this soul. What do you want, Kristin? Is it love, true happiness, fame and riches..? I think happiness is love: loving yourself, loving your pals.

I'm excited about life, but there's something new. I feel like the time has come that I have to part two ways. I'm being cryptic and I apologise, but I feel I have to in this case. This is the perfect description of my feelings, and I'm not so sure which road to take.

Kristin, you're such a big fat Myspace addict!

Shut up. That's the nicest way to put it.  Well I'm a bit embarrassed that I've been sucked into this Myspace thing that everyone else is into, but honestly, it's loads of fun! I actually haven't been on for about a week or so, I got online today and chose Xanga over Myspace.

Has everyone been watching the new season of Smallville? The new episodes are on the CW on Thursdays at 8pm, please remember to watch!  Hah, my cousin Jonathan wants to go for Halloween as Clark Kent. I told Tom and he laughed - he's glad to be an inspiration for little Johnny. I wish someone would dress up as me! It reminds me of how I used to go trick-or-treating with Justine. I remember one year I was Mary and Justine was my lamb! I've got quite a few adorable pictures of that, but they're a little embarrassing - I think I'll keep them to myself.

Anyway, I'll be back again ... sometime! :o)

All my love, Kristin