<?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-10545418</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:26:54.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A peek in the life of a deranged shadow...</title><subtitle type='html'>In a world of love and hate
A shadow lurks...
apathy in her heart...
Reigns...

Enter Stupid Ningens...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-8069840906344236193</id><published>2008-01-21T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T14:32:51.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah...</title><content type='html'>I can't watch the first ep of the mini drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got scared of white eyes. &gt;_______________&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-8069840906344236193?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/8069840906344236193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=8069840906344236193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/8069840906344236193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/8069840906344236193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-yeah.html' title='oh yeah...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-3525447170878254173</id><published>2008-01-21T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T14:27:38.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>For some strange reason...here I am...posting a random blog to you whom I've sworn to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I owe you a brief rundown after my lost post,ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Graduated...and never looked back.&lt;br /&gt;~ Cosplayed Hachi because of the so-called Nana phase&lt;br /&gt;~Worked as a tutor&lt;br /&gt;~Cosplayed Tohru (one of my dream cos)&lt;br /&gt;~ Took the LET&lt;br /&gt;~ Went crazy over Heechul&lt;br /&gt;~ Passed the LET&lt;br /&gt;~ Celebrated Xmas and New year gushing about heechul&lt;br /&gt;~ An online teacher now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...that's about it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-3525447170878254173?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/3525447170878254173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=3525447170878254173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/3525447170878254173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/3525447170878254173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2008/01/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-117068556274138972</id><published>2007-02-05T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T06:26:02.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The NANA addiction</title><content type='html'>I admit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time I &lt;strike&gt;liked&lt;/strike&gt; LOVED a movie starring TWO GIRLS (being a hard core 'yaoi' fan and all). NANA was a movie about friendship and dreams. I can see myself on both of them (selfish much? not really...just schizo) and I'm really moved by the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eneweiz, next time I log in, I promised a full Nana review! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-back on LP maker mode&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-117068556274138972?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/117068556274138972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=117068556274138972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/117068556274138972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/117068556274138972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2007/02/nana-addiction.html' title='The NANA addiction'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-117068487080087483</id><published>2007-02-05T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T06:14:30.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This what happens when I'm bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/4856/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.rumandmonkey.com/tests/6/5/4856/19096.jpg" title="Don't Fuck With Me Seme" alt="Don't Fuck With Me Seme" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Fuck With Me Seme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/4856/"&gt;Take Are you a Seme or an Uke? today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/"&gt;Personality Test Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serious and to the point, and sometimes bordering on the sadistic, it takes a special breed of uke to satisfy your needs. You tend to be anti-social with little patience for most people. You need someone to challenge you and push you to your limits, and then be able to take the punishment you dish out, which frequently involves rope and alchohol. This is what makes the Badass Uke the yin for your yang, as you're the only one able to put them in line and satisfy each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or the guy looks like haachan? *blinks* *grins* I knew it! Gackt IS the *beep*!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-117068487080087483?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/117068487080087483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=117068487080087483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/117068487080087483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/117068487080087483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-what-happens-when-im-bored.html' title='This what happens when I&apos;m bored...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-117007149089865372</id><published>2007-01-29T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T03:52:56.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSICOM Aftermath</title><content type='html'>Log in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath..what a word. As if namang may aftermath talaga kung pagkatapos ng isang con, another one will follow. Same same...medyo weird lang kasi may kids at sanay ako na madaming tao talaga. Pero ok lang, at least di siksikan at.. *drumrolls* MAY OURAN DISC TWO NA KO!!!! *insert evil anime laugh*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, I get to meet new &lt;strike&gt;crushes&lt;/strike&gt; friends. Masaya dahil SA WAKAS nakumpleto na din NUBS! (First time na mangyari na walang kulang sa grupo).  Hay...life.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sina maks at hime lang nag-cos. Dapat ako din pero tinamad ako magdala. Buti na lang dahil ayokong makipag-compete sa katulad ko dun. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, masaya sya. Though lie low muna ako dahil sa kung anuanong ka-churvahan ng college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero pagdating ng march...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall return! *another sinister anime laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Log off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-117007149089865372?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/117007149089865372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=117007149089865372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/117007149089865372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/117007149089865372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2007/01/psicom-aftermath.html' title='PSICOM Aftermath'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-116990468438780234</id><published>2007-01-27T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T05:31:24.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multi-fandom Cross-over Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah...wala akong magawa kaya pinatulan ko na...WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Multi-fandom Cross-over Quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it works. You choose 12 characters that you like, the order doesn't matter. You then post your list and answer the same questions that I have answered behind the cut. But don't cheat and look at what the questions are, make the list first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kurama&lt;br /&gt;2.Seishirou&lt;br /&gt;3. ryuichi&lt;br /&gt;4.omi&lt;br /&gt;5.youshke&lt;br /&gt;6.jou&lt;br /&gt;7.takashi&lt;br /&gt;8.kaoru&lt;br /&gt;9.quatre&lt;br /&gt;10.odagiri ryu&lt;br /&gt;11.yukito&lt;br /&gt;12.ginji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fic? Do you want to?&lt;br /&gt;nope. Why not? Demo I think Toya and Seto would gang up at their ukes for cheating. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think Four is hot? How hot?&lt;br /&gt;um...cute is more applicable to him even in assasin mode. =n.n=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;well..I think there'll be a major hikaru and ban tantrum. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would Two and Six make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;Seichan and jou? BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA maybe, after all, sei-chan likes cute things. But I think they won't make it because a very angry onmyoji supported by an angry ceo would stop them. XDXDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Why?&lt;br /&gt;o.0? er...none. Because yousuke is straight. COUGHandhe'llgetkilledbyalaconicgundampilotplustwopsychojjrsCOUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve having sex?&lt;br /&gt;takashi:....*walks right out and shuts the door so no one will be scarred for life like him*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summarize a fic involving Three/Ten.&lt;br /&gt;Kuma-chan is Ryu-chan's most prized possession. The reason for this was a lost love way back from highschool. It was given by his first love, odagiri ryu who was at that time was dating hayato. Now Ryu was back to claim back kumagoro and ryu-chan's love. In the end, Ryu went back to hayato and ryu-chan end up with tohma.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any such thing as One/Eight fluff?&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! DON'T GIVE ME PLOT BUNNIES!!!!! But yeah, I can see a fluff between them. Being Sensitive and all...&lt;br /&gt;YC: Just say it, they're wussy&lt;br /&gt;Kurama and kaoru: are you saying something YC?&lt;br /&gt;YC: er...none! *disappears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve hurt/comfort fic.&lt;br /&gt;Takashi/Ginji hurt/comfort fic&lt;br /&gt;Mori lost all when hunny died in a freak cake accident. Not knowing what to do, he went to mugenjou to join the infamous VOLTS.&lt;br /&gt;Ginji, after Ban died in a freak sunglass accident went back to mugenjou to become thunder emperor once again.&lt;br /&gt;The two met and was reminded of their lost love...will love bloom between them?&lt;br /&gt;~"The tale of thunder and lightning" a crossover fic of ouran high host club and getbackers.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of plot device would you use if you wanted Four to deflower One?&lt;br /&gt;um...omi accidentally gave hiei a flower that makes any Youkai let out their innermost desire. Two months later, an angry and PREGNANT kurama is exchanging wedding vows with a smug looking hiei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone on your friends list read Seven slash?&lt;br /&gt;yep. a takashi/hunny to be exact. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone on your friends list read Three het?&lt;br /&gt;....it's impossible. BWAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven?&lt;br /&gt;none that i know of...but i want them to. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would anyone on your friends list write Two/Four/Five?&lt;br /&gt;none...and I WILL NOT LET THEM! XO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What might Ten scream at a moment of great passion?&lt;br /&gt;...he won't scream...he'll shriek like a girl. XDXDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, which song would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;1/3 no junjou na kanjou. Why? nothing in particular. It's my song for the month so no matter who the character is, that'll be the song I'll use. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warnings be?&lt;br /&gt;kurama/jou/ginji?!&lt;br /&gt;warnings:To much pocky can create rabid characters.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What might be a good pick-up line for Two to use on Ten?&lt;br /&gt;Sei-chan: Do you find me sexy?&lt;br /&gt;Ryu:...&lt;br /&gt;Sei-chan:*sigh* I guess I really am not that attractive. Besides, I'm just a poor vet while you're a son of a wealthy business man.&lt;br /&gt;Ryu: being a vet is still noble!&lt;br /&gt;Sei-chan: you think so?&lt;br /&gt;Ryu:YES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sei-chan: then how about 8 o' clock tonight? See ya! n.n&lt;br /&gt;Ryu: ...--;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-shamelessy ripped and altered from tokyo babylon vol 1. Standard disclaimers applied. When was the last time you read a fic about Five? um...about...6 years ago. XDXDXD What is Six's super-sekrit kink? um... Seto: This ought to be good...*smirk* Jou: NO! PLEASE DON'T! me:...ok.Instead, I'll tell Seto's super secret kink! He's a SHADOW UKE!!!XD Jou: Thank you! *huggles cris* Seto: *deathglares everyone* Would Eleven shag Eight? Drunk or sober? Yuki and kaoru? Nah...but then again, Yuki is a bunny...&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Three and Seven get together, who tops?&lt;br /&gt;...Ryu-chan. Don't ask questions please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel if Seven/Eight were canon?&lt;br /&gt;...that would be quite disturbing....*twitch*..very disturbing...*twitch twitch*...uh..i need to uh...kill someone..yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-116990468438780234?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/116990468438780234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=116990468438780234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/116990468438780234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/116990468438780234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2007/01/multi-fandom-cross-over-quiz.html' title='Multi-fandom Cross-over Quiz'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-116982473701454049</id><published>2007-01-26T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T07:19:12.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AFTER TWO YEARS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Waii!!!~ Nabuhay din ang blog ko...wahehehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bago ako magsimula ng bagong chapter sa &lt;strike&gt;kalokohang&lt;/strike&gt; blog na to..kailangan magpasalamat sa ilang living organisms sa EARTH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para kay NOEMS, salamat sa skins tsaka time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para kay GENEVA at MAKS salamat dahil nakulit ko sila ng paulit ulit tingnan ang blog ko bawat ayos ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At Para kay MOMMY, salamat kasi kahit ang dami kong tanong, sinasagot pa rin niya. (Sya din ang rason bakit naging link na lang ang mga pasaway na vids sa etc section)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SALAMAT ULIT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=n.n=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-116982473701454049?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/116982473701454049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=116982473701454049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/116982473701454049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/116982473701454049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2007/01/after-two-years.html' title='AFTER TWO YEARS...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-112101151981851424</id><published>2005-07-10T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T02:38:20.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crying for him...not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Standard disclaimers applied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING IN THE RAIN (A-ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never let you see&lt;br /&gt;The way my broken heart is hurting in me&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got my pride and I know how to hide&lt;br /&gt;All my sorrow and pain&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wait for cloudy skies&lt;br /&gt;You won’t know the rain from the tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never know that I still love you so&lt;br /&gt;Only heartache remains&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops falling from heaven&lt;br /&gt;Could never wash away my misery&lt;br /&gt;But Since we’re not together&lt;br /&gt;I pray for stormy weather&lt;br /&gt;To hide these tears I hope you’ll never see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday when my crying is done&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I may be a fool but till then, darling, you never see me complain&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we’re not together&lt;br /&gt;I pray for stormy weather&lt;br /&gt;To hide these tears I hope you’ll never see&lt;br /&gt;Someday when my crying is done&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun&lt;br /&gt;I may be a fool but till then, darling, you never see me complain&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do my crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do my crying in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-112101151981851424?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/112101151981851424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=112101151981851424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/112101151981851424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/112101151981851424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/07/crying-for-himnot.html' title='crying for him...not!'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-112056497316450096</id><published>2005-07-05T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T02:41:40.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I made the first step towards the darkness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabi nila, "The first time you'll step unto the darkness of the unknown, Only two things will happen to you..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa buhay ko, lagi akong sheltered. Lahat ng gusto ko nakukuha ko. Pero kahit masasabing masaya na ang buhay ko, alam kong kulang pa ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second year ako nang una kong subukang ipabasa sa mundo ang mga sinusulat ko. Nagsimula ako sa nutshell, isang fansite para sa YuuYuu Hakushu. Madami din akong naging kaibigan doon...at madami ding natutunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangalawa kong sinubukan ang realm. Di ko nga alam na magtatagal ako sa site na yun. Ang aastig kasi ng mga nagsusulat. Dumating nga yung time na naisipan kong tumigil. Di ko sila kasing galing magsulat...wala ako ng talent nila. Iyong kalibre ng pagsusulat nila, malalalim samantalang ang sa akin, sobrang babaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doon ko naisip sumuko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"First, there would be something for you to step upon..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga panahong iyon nakilala ko si Draken. Tonette ang pangalan niya sa totoong buhay. Masaya siya kasama at madali kaming naging magkaibigan. Medyo liberated siya at iyon ang nagustuhan ko. Wala siyang kiyeme at sinasabi niya lahat ng naiisip niya. At dahil sa kanya, nabuhay ang loob ko. Sabi niya, &lt;em&gt;"practice lang fel! Lahat kaya mo basta isipin mo walang makakapigil sa'yo." &lt;/em&gt;Pinaniwalaan ko siya at nagpatuloy ako sa pagsusulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero dumating din ako sa panahon na gusto kong sumubok ng iba. Sumang-ayon sa akin si Tonette at magkasabay kaming pumunta sa ibang parte ng internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa FF, mas maraming magaling. Kung astig na ang mga nasa realm, nalaglag ang panga namin sa mga sinusulat ng mag tao dito. At di tulad sa realm, public archive ito. Mas madaming pumupunta...mas madaming nagbabasa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natakot ako ulit. Lumitaw ulit ang mga insecurities ko sa buhay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if bigyan lang ako ng bad review?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if walang pumansin sa gawa ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ang pinakamasakit, what if may magpamukha sa akin na kahit kelan wala akong talento?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng masasakit na pwedeng mang-yari sa akin, inisip ko na. Pero di na ako pwedeng mag-back out. Isa pa, nangako na ako kay Tonette. Sabay kaming papasok sa mas malaking mundo ng mga manunulat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"But if you felt air...have faith..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag-iisang taon na ako sa FF nang una kong natanggap ang pinakatatakutan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang Flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi niya, wala daw akong kwenta. Lahat ng gawa ko basura. Mas mabuti pa tumigil ako at kahit kelan wag na magsulat for the rest of my fuckin' life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sakit non! Yung mga salita niya, isang saksak sa akin. Ganun ba ako talaga? Basura lang ba talaga ang lahat? I fell into a dark spiral of self-pity. Di ko alam kung makakabangon pa akong muli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatlong buwan akong tumigil...hindi ko talaga matanggap yon. Kahit sina Draken, sina kuya Dark, at ate ali walang nagawa para sa akin. Ayoko na...Sumusuko na ako...di ko talaga kaya ang pagsusulat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw may natanggap akong sulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula siya sa isang 15 yrs. old na babae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baguhan din siya noon at hindi ko alam, simula pa pala nung mga araw ko sa nutshell, binabasa na niya ang gawa ko. Sabi niya, nakakarelate siya sa mga sinusulat ko at naging inspirasyon niya yon para subukan ding magsulat. Naniwala siya sa sarili niya dahil nakita niya kung paano ako naniwala sa sarili ko. Sinabi niya na insecure siya talaga at kung pwede basahin ko muna ang gawa niya. Napakalaki ng tiwala niya sa mga sasabihin ko dahil alam niya, isa akong magaling na manunulat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko ang sarili ko sa kanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doon ko na-realize...sobra akong nag-focus sa mga kapwa ko writers at di ko na naisip na gusto ko ang pagsusulat. Ang natatak sa utak ko, 'kailangan kong maging magaling.' Nakalimutan ko...ang pagsusulat hindi contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro kaya ko natanggap yung dalawang e-mail na iyon...para mamulat ako. Para maalala ko na ang tunay na rason ng pagsusulat ko ay dahil masaya ako sa ginagawa ko at kinukumpleto nito ang buhay ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"for as you fall, you'll be taught how to fly."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madalas sabihin sa akin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mahina Ka..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi mo kaya..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wag mo nang subukan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mabibigo ka lang."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuwing sinasabi sa akin iyon, hindi ko pinagkakailang nag-aalinlangan ako. Natatakot akong sumubok dahil baka totoo ang mga sinasabi nila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero biglang pumapasok sa utak ko ang sinabi sa akin ng batang iyon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Naniniwala ako sa iyo kasi naniniwala ka sa sarili mo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama. Kailangan ko lang maniwala sa sarili ko at kaya kong gawin lahat. Sina Draken, Kuya Dark, Ate Ali...lahat sila naniniwala sa akin. Mga kaibigan ko...naniniwala sila na kaya ko. Mga tagabasa ko...nagtitiwala sa kakayahan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May rason pa ba para sumuko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ngayon, sumali ako sa isang grupo ng mga magagaling magsulat. Passion nila ang pagsusulat at alam ko, may tsansang hindi ako matanggap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung matatanggap ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achievement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung hindi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam kong meron pa akong pagkukulang at kaya ko iyong punan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"So don't be afraid..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;binuksan ko ang e-mail ko ngayon. Nakatanggap ako ng email mula sa moderator ng grupo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natanggap ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagbukas ko ng site ng grupo, nanlumo ako. Nasa grupong ito ang ilan sa mga tinitingala ko sa pagsusulat. Lahat ng idolo ko, kasapi sa grupong ito...may karapatan ba talaga akong mapunta dito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Just have faith."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam. Pero ang alam ko, as long as naniniwala ako sa sarili ko, kakayanin ko ang lahat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me! *insert anime evil laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-112056497316450096?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/112056497316450096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=112056497316450096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/112056497316450096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/112056497316450096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/07/as-i-made-first-step-towards-darkness.html' title='As I made the first step towards the darkness...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-112048823616786527</id><published>2005-07-04T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T02:43:20.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bizarre love triangle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I think of you&lt;br /&gt;I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue&lt;br /&gt;It’s no problem of mine&lt;br /&gt;But it’s a problem I find&lt;br /&gt;Living a life that I can’t leave behind&lt;br /&gt;But there’s no sense in telling me&lt;br /&gt;The wisdom of the fool won’t set you free&lt;br /&gt;But that’s the way that it goes&lt;br /&gt;And it’s what nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;Well every day my confusion grows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you falling&lt;br /&gt;I get down on my knees and pray&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for that final moment&lt;br /&gt;You say the words that I can’t say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel fine and I feel good&lt;br /&gt;I’m feeling like I never should&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I get this way&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t we be ourselves like we were yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure what this could mean&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think you’re what you seem&lt;br /&gt;I do admit to myself&lt;br /&gt;That if I hurt someone else&lt;br /&gt;Then I’ll never see just what we’re meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you falling&lt;br /&gt;I get down on my knees and pray&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for that final moment&lt;br /&gt;You say the words that I can’t say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-112048823616786527?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/112048823616786527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=112048823616786527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/112048823616786527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/112048823616786527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/07/ouch.html' title='Ouch...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-112047582132138954</id><published>2005-07-04T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T04:17:01.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mantakin mo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src='http://images.quizfarm.com/1110082346Buddha.jpg'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Buddhism&lt;/b&gt;. Your beliefs most closely resemble those of Buddhism. Do more research on Buddhism and possibly consider becoming Buddhist, if you are not already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Buddhism, there are Four Noble Truths: (1) Life is suffering. (2) All suffering is caused by ignorance of the nature of reality and the craving, attachment, and grasping that result from such ignorance. (3) Suffering can be ended by overcoming ignorance and attachment. (4) The path to the suppression of suffering is the Noble Eightfold Path, which consists of right views, right intention, right speech, right action, right livelihood, right effort, right-mindedness, and right contemplation. These eight are usually divided into three categories that base the Buddhist faith: morality, wisdom, and samadhi, or concentration. In Buddhism, there is no hierarchy, nor caste system; the Buddha taught that one's spiritual worth is not based on birth.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Buddhism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='83' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Islam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='71' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Hinduism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='63' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Christianity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='58' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Judaism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='58' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Satanism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Paganism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='46' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;46%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;agnosticism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='38' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;atheism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='17' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;17%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=10907'&gt;Which religion is the right one for you? (new version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-112047582132138954?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/112047582132138954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=112047582132138954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/112047582132138954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/112047582132138954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/07/mantakin-mo.html' title='mantakin mo....'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-112047537106121458</id><published>2005-07-04T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T02:58:42.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arf! Roll over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pinost ko to sa friendster pero may 'sage' na nagsabi sa akin na dapat daw sa blog ko to nilalagay kaya eto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, July 02, 2005 2:27:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Arf! Roll over!&lt;br /&gt;Message: Not enough vitamins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un ang masasabi mo pag nakita mo ko kahapon&lt;br /&gt;(dahil 2:00 am na ngayon). Un bang walang&lt;br /&gt;kalatoy latoy at parang pinagbagsakan ng langit at&lt;br /&gt;lupa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drained lang ang energy ko...wag mo nang itanong&lt;br /&gt;kung bakit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eneweiz, dahil wala akong magawa at buraot ako,&lt;br /&gt;nag-net na lang ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di obvious no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At naisipan ko...di pa pala ako nakakakuha ng&lt;br /&gt;profile ng Seiyuu(dubber) ng mahal kong Ginji kaya&lt;br /&gt;mega-search ako....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at dun nagsimula lahat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una ko syempre hinanap ung ke GINJI at eto ang&lt;br /&gt;nakalap kong info...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoutarou Morikubo&lt;/strong&gt;- Ginji Amano&lt;br /&gt;Shikamaru Nara (naruto)&lt;br /&gt;Orphen (Sorcerer Orphen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madami pa syang dinubb na anime pero un lang&lt;br /&gt;tatlo ang napalabas sa local tv(ung iba napanood&lt;br /&gt;ko sa dvd pero wag na tayong magdwell don).&lt;br /&gt;Habang nagbabasa ako...me nakita&lt;br /&gt;ako...mantakin mo! Seiyuu din pala siya ng&lt;br /&gt;Getbackers!!! Ang sinasabi ko ay walang iba kundi&lt;br /&gt;ang mahal kong si...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Megumi Ogata&lt;/strong&gt;- kurama(YYH)&lt;br /&gt;Yuugi Motou(YGO)&lt;br /&gt;goki(zenki)&lt;br /&gt;emeraude/eagle(MKR)&lt;br /&gt;Haruka Tennoh/Mamoru Chiba&lt;br /&gt;(SMS)&lt;br /&gt;Yue/ Tsukishiro Yukito (CCS)&lt;br /&gt;Clayman(GB)&lt;br /&gt;Shinji Ikari (NGE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAHHH!!! Di ko alam na siya pala si&lt;br /&gt;CLayman!!! Sabi ko na nga ba eh...pamilyar ung&lt;br /&gt;boses nia!!! Dun ko napansin na siya din pala si&lt;br /&gt;Yugi...at naalala ko pa ang isa kong mahal, si&lt;br /&gt;Jounichi katsuya/Joey wheeler!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toshiyuki morikawa&lt;/strong&gt;- katsuya jounichi(YGO)&lt;br /&gt;konrad weller(KKM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, 1 palang sa mga nadudub niya ang&lt;br /&gt;napalabas na sa local channel. Ung isa...ang&lt;br /&gt;anime na bago kong obsession! Ang Kyou kara!&lt;br /&gt;wahehehehe...Syempre, pinuntahan ko din yun&lt;br /&gt;para malaman kung sinong nagboses sa mahal&lt;br /&gt;kong wolfie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saiga Mitsuki&lt;/strong&gt;- Wolframvon bielfeld(KKM)&lt;br /&gt;Makube X (GB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at bumalik ulit ako sa GB...naghanap ako ng&lt;br /&gt;pamilyar na name at nakita ko dun ang 1 sa mga&lt;br /&gt;pinakahinahangaan kong Seiyuu&lt;br /&gt;(someday...magiging tulad din ako sa kanya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomokazu Seki&lt;/strong&gt;- Touya Kinomoto(CCS)&lt;br /&gt;Kyo Soma (FB)&lt;br /&gt;Chichiri(FY)&lt;br /&gt;Souske Sagara (FMP)&lt;br /&gt;Reijii Kageyama (GK)&lt;br /&gt;Ken Hidaka (WK)&lt;br /&gt;Miroku Natsuhiko(GB)&lt;br /&gt;Shuichi Shindou(Gravitation)&lt;br /&gt;Vahn Fennel (TNE)&lt;br /&gt;Sanosuke Segara(RK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diba? Ang galing niya! At wala pa sa kalahati ng&lt;br /&gt;tinype ko ang lahat ng gawa niya. At tutal, napunta&lt;br /&gt;na ko sa Weiss Kreuz...eto ang Seiyuu ng isa pa&lt;br /&gt;sa mahal ko (ang dami ko palang mahal?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yuuki Hiro&lt;/strong&gt;- Omi Tsukiyono (WK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at syempre kung andyan si Yuuki, di pwedeng&lt;br /&gt;mawala si...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Takehito Koyasu&lt;/strong&gt;- Hotohori (FY)&lt;br /&gt;Juubei Kakei (GB)&lt;br /&gt;Sakano (gravitation)&lt;br /&gt;Zechs Marqueise (GW)&lt;br /&gt;Seisuke kanou (HH)&lt;br /&gt;Aya Fujimiya(WK)&lt;br /&gt;Mu La Flaga (GS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of him...di pwedeng mawala ang rival&lt;br /&gt;niya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Midorikawa Hikaru&lt;/strong&gt;- Taka Sunami/tamahome(FY)&lt;br /&gt;Yoshito Kikuchi (GTO)&lt;br /&gt;Heero Yuy (GW)&lt;br /&gt;Kaede Rukawa(SD)&lt;br /&gt;Seto Kaiba(YGO)&lt;br /&gt;Schuldrich (WKG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay! Wala na kong masasabi pa sa kanila...sobra&lt;br /&gt;na silang magaling (lalo na si Megumi Ogata!)&lt;br /&gt;wahehehehe...di bale someday....matutupad din&lt;br /&gt;wish ko....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Kung saan-saan na napunta ang usapang&lt;br /&gt;ito...wala lang...bored kasi eh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral Lesson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag gamitin ang sariling warpspeed card. Ung sa&lt;br /&gt;kapatid ang gamitin para di&lt;br /&gt;masayang...wahehehehe...Peace tayo argel ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AC stage out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong in escaping reality if it sucks?"-&lt;br /&gt;Shinjii Ikari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-112047537106121458?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/112047537106121458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=112047537106121458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/112047537106121458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/112047537106121458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/07/arf-roll-over.html' title='Arf! Roll over!'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-111901607065328650</id><published>2005-06-17T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T06:48:39.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0000"&gt;Aoi&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very mysterious soul&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water's depth would never be known&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only made others see&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the water want them to see&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiding all the secrets that lies beneath&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind, on the other hand&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had travelled all over the land&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letting the wind's free spirit soar&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high above the heavens&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up to the lands unknown&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the water continues to flow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind continues to fly low&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even just a minute to touch&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the wind it'll be too much&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a distance the wind watch&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the water played with the land&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned away from that painful scene&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the water never notices the wind&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was time&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was pain&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the wind wake up one day&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding to move again&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silently tears flow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the wind decided to go&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never to look again&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the water that didn't know&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the wind is never the same&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a secret hidden with shame&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the wind drift away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing the water would make wind stay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ACM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written: June 17,2005, 4:26 P.M.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-111901607065328650?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/111901607065328650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=111901607065328650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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whisper on my pillow&lt;br /&gt;Leave the winter on the ground&lt;br /&gt;I wake up lonely, is there a silence&lt;br /&gt;In the bedroom and all around&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now I close my eyes and dream away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* It must have been love&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now&lt;br /&gt;It must have been good&lt;br /&gt;But I lost it somehow&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now&lt;br /&gt;From the moment we touched&lt;br /&gt;To the time that ran out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make believing we're together&lt;br /&gt;That I'm sheltered by your heart&lt;br /&gt;But in and outside I turn to water&lt;br /&gt;Like a teardrop in your palm and it's a hard&lt;br /&gt;Winter's day I dream away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* It must have been love&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now&lt;br /&gt;It was something I wanted&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm living without&lt;br /&gt;It must have been love&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now&lt;br /&gt;It's where the water flows&lt;br /&gt;It's where the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat */ **)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh…oh…oh&lt;br /&gt;(Must've been love but it's over now)&lt;br /&gt;(But it's over) now…&lt;br /&gt;(It's must have been love must have been love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#######3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same Ground&lt;br /&gt;Kitchie Nadal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[verse:]&lt;br /&gt;My love,&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since I cried&lt;br /&gt;And left you out of the blue.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you that way when&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;Self-denial is a game&lt;br /&gt;Its strange I never would've&lt;br /&gt;Wanted 'till there was you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**'cause I have learned that love is beyond&lt;br /&gt;What human can imagine,&lt;br /&gt;More it clears the more I have to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;But now I don't understand why I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;So bad now when I know it was my idea.&lt;br /&gt;I could've just denied the truth and lied.&lt;br /&gt;But why am I the only one standing stranded&lt;br /&gt;On the same ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[repeat verse except **]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause I have learned that love is a&lt;br /&gt;Word gets thrown a little bit too much.&lt;br /&gt;The best excuse to fill the infinite abyss&lt;br /&gt;I would never ever have to if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[repeat chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When else fail,&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love me?&lt;br /&gt;When all else fail,&lt;br /&gt;Would you be brave&lt;br /&gt;To see right through me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-111528435969150036?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/111528435969150036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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week in that hellish paradise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tv...No laptop...no life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And worst of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO POCKY!!!! Damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-111528405432475964?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/111528405432475964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=111528405432475964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/111528405432475964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/111528405432475964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/05/boracayhere-i-come.html' title='Boracay...HERE I COME!!!'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-111452717856272488</id><published>2005-04-26T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T07:52:58.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The joy of winning</title><content type='html'>I've never wanted something so bad in my entire life and when I got it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimatta! Sumugod na lahat ng galit sa akin, kaya ko kayong lahat!!!! NYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eneweiz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, masaya ako. As in super! Nung sinara na yung poll and I lead with two votes, napatalon ako sa tuwa at nagpagulong-gulong sa kama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling cloud nine ako...kahit cloud ten pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung naguguluhan na kayo at siguro iniisip kung anong contest ang sinalihan ko...eto lang masasabi ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. About sa anime un (syempre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Isang one shot Angst story siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Yung ibang details....HI.MIT.SU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-111452717856272488?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/111452717856272488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=111452717856272488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/111452717856272488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/111452717856272488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/04/joy-of-winning.html' title='The joy of winning'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-111306042426648713</id><published>2005-04-09T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T09:16:38.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>torn between two lovers...</title><content type='html'>Bakit ganon?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in bad trip na nga summer ko dahil buraot ngayon tapos ganito pa?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumasabay ba sa init ng panahon ang init ng mga ulo ng tao?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bakit kailangang ako ang nasa gitna ng crossfire? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ika nga ni tolits 'Lagi na lang ako! ako! ako!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eneweiz, depressed ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring ang summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala akong magawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagbreak na si reichen at chip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko napanood si jou ng yugioh kahapon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naguilty ako dahil di ko sinamahan si jo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at gusto kong kumampi ke kuya luke!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-111306042426648713?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/111306042426648713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=111306042426648713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/111306042426648713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/111306042426648713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/04/torn-between-two-lovers.html' title='torn between two lovers...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-111122746082971770</id><published>2005-03-19T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T02:17:40.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then she was gone</title><content type='html'>"And She Was Gone"&lt;br /&gt;By Ginger Foutley&lt;br /&gt;from the season 3 episode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She chose to walk alone&lt;br /&gt;Though others wondered why&lt;br /&gt;Refused to look before her,&lt;br /&gt;Kept eyes cast upwards,&lt;br /&gt;Towards the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't have companions&lt;br /&gt;No need for earthly things.&lt;br /&gt;Only wanted freedom,&lt;br /&gt;From what she felt were&lt;br /&gt;Puppet strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She longed to be a bird. That she might fly away.&lt;br /&gt;She pitied every blade of grass&lt;br /&gt;For planted they would stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She longed to be a flame,&lt;br /&gt;That brightly danced alone.&lt;br /&gt;Felt jealous of the steam&lt;br /&gt;That made the air its only home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say she wished too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Some say she wished too long.&lt;br /&gt;But we awoke one autumn day&lt;br /&gt;To find that she was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say she wished too hard.&lt;br /&gt;Some say she wished too long.&lt;br /&gt;But we awoke one autumn day&lt;br /&gt;To find that she was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees, they say stood witness.&lt;br /&gt;The sky refused to tell.&lt;br /&gt;But someone who had seen it said&lt;br /&gt;The story played out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spread her arms out wide.&lt;br /&gt;Breathed in the break of dawn.&lt;br /&gt;She just let go of all she held...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- another from 'as told by ginger'&lt;br /&gt;One of the angstiest poem I've ever read...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-111122746082971770?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/111122746082971770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=111122746082971770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/111122746082971770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/111122746082971770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-then-she-was-gone.html' title='And then she was gone'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-111122733678872104</id><published>2005-03-19T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T02:15:36.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello stranger...</title><content type='html'>"Hello Stranger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Ginger Foutley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came just in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look for your face in a crowd or in line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a moment too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See- that old picture is fading in the drawer of my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now toys have gone lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby teeth have come loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were accidents involving stitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spilled juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report cards were shown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one time I got sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's nothing I couldn't catch you up on real quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saved you a place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hardly seems strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've seen your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-from as 'told by ginger'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-111122733678872104?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/111122733678872104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=111122733678872104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/111122733678872104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/111122733678872104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello-stranger.html' title='Hello stranger...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-110974211829807434</id><published>2005-03-01T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T21:42:15.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayaw pakanta sa akin ni sir...:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0000FF"&gt;It's all because of you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling sad and blue&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my life is just a rainy day&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much you'll never know&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gone away and left me lonely&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untouchable memories&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seem to keep haunting me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of love so true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That once turned all my gray skies blue&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you disappeared&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my eyes are filled with tears&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im wishing you were here with me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soaked with love all my thoughts of you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're gone I don't know what to do&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you were here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd wash away my tears&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun would shine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again you'll be mine all mine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in reality&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love I will never be&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you took your love away from me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you were here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd wash away my tears&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun would shine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again you'll be mine all mine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in reality&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love I will never be&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you took your love away from me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh baby&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you took your love away from me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-110974211829807434?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-110973804686907195</id><published>2005-03-01T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:34:06.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not mine....</title><content type='html'>Emotions cannot be determined by calculations, cannot be described in binary numbers or explained by logic. Love is a wild leap off a cliff without a parachute and you don't know how far deep down the bottom is, but as long as you stay in the air, it's okay. And maybe, just maybe, the other one, the one you jumped off the cliff for, manages to give you wings so you'll never hit ground floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~of trains and wings....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-110973804686907195?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/110973804686907195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=110973804686907195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110973804686907195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110973804686907195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/03/not-mine.html' title='Not mine....'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-110898032510761699</id><published>2005-02-21T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T02:05:25.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay Gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;by:Jimmy Wayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've found peace of mind, i'm feeling good again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm on the other side, back among the living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ain't a cloud in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;All my tears have been cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And i can finally say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby baby stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stay right where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I like it this wayI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;t's good for my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I haven't felt like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;In God knows how long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know everything's gonna be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you just stay gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still love you and i will forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We can't hide the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We know each other better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When we try to make it work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We both end up hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It ain't supposed to be that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby baby stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stay right where you areI like it this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's good for my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I haven't felt like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;In God knows how long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know everything's gonna be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you just stay gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When we try to make it work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We both end up hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love ain't supposed to be that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So baby baby stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stay right where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I like it this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's good for my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I haven't felt like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;In ooh in God knows how long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know everything's gonna be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you just stay gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know everything's gonna be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you just stay gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-110898032510761699?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-110874309471424312</id><published>2005-02-18T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T08:12:25.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>err....yeah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="cute group" src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/hoplessromantic/1103388025_MyPictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a girl just an awesome girl. You like&lt;br /&gt;everyone and everyone likes you (mostly). You&lt;br /&gt;like to go shoping and scout for boys. You&lt;br /&gt;dont' get frustrated to easy and you like to&lt;br /&gt;just relax and have a fun safe time hanging&lt;br /&gt;with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hoplessromantic/quizzes/Who%20are%20you%20inside?????"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Who are you inside????? (LOTS OF RESULTS)girls only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-110874309471424312?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/110874309471424312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=110874309471424312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110874309471424312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110874309471424312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/02/erryeah.html' title='err....yeah...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-110834784451288293</id><published>2005-02-13T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T18:24:04.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter...</title><content type='html'>If you love someone that can't love you back because he already have someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Di naman sila bagay eh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~bitter....wahehehehehehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-110834784451288293?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/110834784451288293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=110834784451288293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110834784451288293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110834784451288293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/02/bitter.html' title='Bitter...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-110820000025138211</id><published>2005-02-12T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:20:00.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem...</title><content type='html'>Disclaimers: I do not own any of this...just thought I could post it here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perpetual Present"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to memorize him&lt;br /&gt;with the soft pads of my fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;Closing my eyesand slowly tracing&lt;br /&gt;the cheekbone's rise and gleam&lt;br /&gt;the moist, fragile skin around the eye&lt;br /&gt;the jawbonesquare, angled, tight&lt;br /&gt;roughened by the days relentless growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will my heart into my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;and move them through the soft curling&lt;br /&gt;hair on the broad chestrising and falling&lt;br /&gt;rising and falling over the heart.&lt;br /&gt;My hand moves down the hard belly&lt;br /&gt;And I find&lt;br /&gt;I cannot remember,&lt;br /&gt;in every detail,&lt;br /&gt;the line of his face&lt;br /&gt;I touched only a moment ago&lt;br /&gt;.It has already begun to fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had wanted to hold it forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He strokes my arm&lt;br /&gt;runs his broad fingers&lt;br /&gt;down the naked curve of my back&lt;br /&gt;over the smoothness of my thigh&lt;br /&gt;draped across him.&lt;br /&gt;Is he trying to memorize me also?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot hang on to this moment&lt;br /&gt;Even knowing it is the last moment&lt;br /&gt;.Life pulls uslike a great tidal waves&lt;br /&gt;weeping us forward&lt;br /&gt;dragging us into the perpetual present.&lt;br /&gt;Our memories of this moment&lt;br /&gt;will change and be shaped&lt;br /&gt;by new desires and disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will forget I knew even this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Oriah Mountain Dreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron pang isa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimers ulet: I don't own this piece. It's a part of a short fic I've read just now....It's the part I really love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought it would be me who was going to go first. Watching you, you were so strong…unlike me, who was weak. I needed you so much it scared me sometimes. I was afraid of what I would do if you left me. I prayed you wouldn’t.I was weak. I couldn’t find the strength to even imagine what I would do without you. You would have scoffed and said, “ Silly pup, I’m not going anywhere…” But today as I watch you lie on the bed, I wonder if someone up there had heard you and decided to prove you wrong. For once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were right. I wish…you were here with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can feel is the emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bewildered nowadays. I always seem to see you. My heart hurts…it doesn’t want to let go. It’s looking for you….but my eyes can’t find you. Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you hiding? You like teasing me but don’t be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet today as I watch you drift, I know…it wasn’t a game. You weren’t hiding. And I still couldn’t find you.&lt;br /&gt;You seem so wrong in that bed. It was the wrong bed. You were supposed to be at home, curled up with me after our lovemaking, our limbs tangled and the cooling sweat on our body, not with all those tubes attached to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the last words you said before you drifted away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Don’t cry…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ I’m not gonna cry over ya, you jerk! Ya promised me so you’d better come back or I’m gonna tell the whole world that you’re a wuss!” my voice wobbled dangerously. I didn’t want to hear the wobble. I had to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;The loud shrieking of the machine pierced through the silent air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was that sound? It was so loud…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never got to say goodbye to you…you simply…went. Leaving this cold empty shell behind. I woke up facing a white ceiling. Again. What am I to without you? How am I to carry on? I see your smile in my mind. I can’t cry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softly I lock the door in my mind. I’ll be with you forever inside…I won’t ever have to say goodbye now.&lt;br /&gt;I can see you smile brilliantly, your cerulean eyes no longer cold. Holding out a hand, you utter your familiar cocky words, “ Hey pup, you gonna sit there all day? Get your lazy butt moving…” And I gladly do so, feeling the warmness of our palms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~part of the story 'Etch'. A bittersweet tale that made my day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-110820000025138211?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/110820000025138211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=110820000025138211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110820000025138211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110820000025138211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/02/poem.html' title='poem...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-110819368159745957</id><published>2005-02-11T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T23:34:41.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm least free...</title><content type='html'>Stupid close up...stupid world...stupid fx...stupid me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-110819368159745957?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/110819368159745957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=110819368159745957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110819368159745957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110819368159745957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-least-free.html' title='I&apos;m least free...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-110784935473299738</id><published>2005-02-07T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T23:55:54.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kwentong Hayop...Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>Kwentong Hayop (An Animal Story)&lt;br /&gt;Author: ACMDisclaimers: Di akin ang mga hayop.A/N: Ito ay isang pagpapatunay sa apat bagay na aking na-realize ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;1. Mababawa lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;2. Wala akong talent sa humor.&lt;br /&gt;3. Aside sa morbid akong tao, corny din ako.&lt;br /&gt;4. Hindi ako magaling mag-tagalog kaya malamang taglish ito at maraming grammatical errors. (Kahit sa English pero wag na nating i-elaborate pa yun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1. Ang Simula&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong unang panahon, di pa tayo pinapanganak. Hindi pa uso ang tao at hayop ang naghahari sa Earth. Meron pang dinosaur (wala pang meteor garden), dragon (la pang dragonslayer) at little mermaid (wala ring dynamite fishing). Eneweiz, kahit ganon, lahat ng hayop chibified version (lang pakelamanan) at lahat ng di pa adult ay pumapasok sa impyerno na tinatawag na Highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Matamang tiningnan ni Nessie Pusa (Nessie dahil nagiging lioness sya pag nagpopower-up) ang building ng kanyang bagong eskwelahan. Ang San Palaka of Animalia College na yata ang pinakaboring sa lahat ng kanyang napasukan. Isa pa, mukha syang maid sa kanilang uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung di lang dahil kay Bidie. (Pronounced as BD) " bulong nya sa sarili bago pinasok ang gusali. Doon ay nakasalubong nya ang kaibigan na si Bidie Aso. Oo, aso. Pero kahit cats and dogs sila, sila ay mag-best friend. Naalala pa nya kung paano sila nagkakilala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLASHBACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sino ka?" mas chibified version ni Nessie ang nagtanong. Aloof sya at hindi gusto ang makihalubilo. Kaya't laking pagtataka nya nang nilapitan sya ng resident dog ng kanilang klase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ako si Bidie. Pwede ba tayong maging friends?" tiningnan ni Nessie ang kausap bago nagpasya. "Sure,why not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDFLASHBACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Late ka na naman." salubong ng kanyang asong kaibigan. Natawa naman ang pusang pinagsabihan. "Wooh, if I know nauna ka lang ng isang minuto."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At least!" at sila'y nagkatawanan. (Shiyet! Corny talaga. Moving on.)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Pagkapasok nila sa kanilang classroom, parang gusto na nilang umatras. Sapagkat ang kanilang mga classmate ay mukhang nangangain ng iba...literally. Wag pang isama ang advisor nila na si Miss Tilapia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bakit kayo late? At ikaw Nessie pusa, sabi ni Nonoy kalapati nakita ka daw nya sa may gate. Bakit ayaw mo pa pumasok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kasi po, kala ko wala pa si BD..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Personal bodyguard ka nya? Umupo na nga kayo..." At nagsimula na syang magturo ng walang kamatayang biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagkahiwalay sila ng upuan dahil magkaiba sila ng last name. (Dog tsaka Cat...duh...) Napaupo si BD sa may likod samantalang si Nessie ay napatabi kay Totoy Kabayo (courtesy of Diana Lei Dungao.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kamusta! Ako nga pala si Totoy Kabayo." nilahad nito ang kanyang hooves. (Ano ba tagalog nito? sabihin nyo sa akin...) Inabot ni Nessie ang kanyang paw (shiyet, pati ito ano tagalog?) at sinabing, "Ako naman si Nessie Pusa. Nice to meet you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumabat naman ang katabi nitong pusit. "Ako naman si skwidwarda pusit (another courtesy of Dai.) Sana maging friends tayo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure...add nyo ko sa YM nyo ha. Chat tayo minsan."&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Natapos ng matiwasay ang unang araw nila sa eskwelahan kahit umaambon nang hapong iyon. Pauwi na sila ni BD nang pigilan sya nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diba, si Len Unggoy un?" turo nito sa isang  babaeng unggoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? Sino un?" Tanong ng pusa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tangi, klasmeyt natin un..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see...Lika lapitan natin." pinuntahan nila ito at binati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi! Di ba Klasmeyt ka namin? Ako nga pala si Bidie Aso, eto naman ang kaibigan ko, si Nessie Pusa." pakilala ng aso. Ngumiti naman ang unggoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ako naman si Len Unggoy. Pauwi na ko eh, kayo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pauwi na rin, san ba way mo?" tanong ni Nessie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pa-rookab, kayo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dun din, sabay na tayo." Hindi nila alam na doon pala magsimula ang kanilang pagkakaibigan.&lt;br /&gt; -------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Kinabukasan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hoy..." tawag ng isang boses kay Nessie. Lumingon ang pusa at nakita ang unggoy na kasabay nila kahapon. Itinuro ni Nessie ang sarili para makatiyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oo ikaw..." sagot naman ng unggoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bakit?" Tanong niya. Itinuro ni Len ang upuan ni Kapit Butiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Palit kayo ni Kapit. Dito ka na lang umupo." Paliwanag ni unggoy. Umoo naman si pusa nang makitang sa likuran ng upuang iyon ay si BD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumipat sya at nakipagkwentuhan. Nasa gitna sila ng pagkwekwentuhan sa crush ni Nessie nang may sumabat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Crush mo si Keyous?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napatingin ang dalawa sa manok na katabi ni Len.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh...? Oo, bakit?" sagot ni Nessie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AKO DIN!!!!!" nanlaki ang mata ng pusa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Talaga?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oo, Ako nga pala si Adarna manok. Nice to meet you." Inabot nito ang kanyang pakpak para makipagkamay. (no comment ako...kayo din dapat wala...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nessie Pusa." at silang tatlo ay nagkwentuhan. Recess na nang yayain sila ni Len sa canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pwede bang sumabay si BD?" tanong ni Nessie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure, may kasabay din tayo. Sina Petunia Kuneho at Kabibe Bibe (another courtesy of Dai. Wag ako ang patayin nyo.)" sagot naman ni Len.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay."&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;Lumipas ang mga araw at sila ay naging close. Isang beses, hinila palabas ni Adarna si Nessie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May papakilala ng pala ako sa iyo. Sya nga ang best friend ko nung first year. Ka-choir ko din sya." May tinawag ito sa kailang room. Lumabas ang isang pink na baboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boink, Si nessie. Nessie si Boink." pakilala ni adarna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi! Ako nga pala si Boink Baboy. Nice to meet you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nessie Pusa. Anong section mo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ako? II-Talong. Klasmeyt ka ni Adarna sa II- Ampalaya, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At iyon ang umpisa ng kanilang conversation that leads to a wonderful friendship.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;Silang lahat ay naging close. Ang pusa, aso, unggoy, kuneho, manok at bibe with special mention of baboy ay naging friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero di nila alam, may isang problemang paparating na susubok sa kanilang friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-itutuloy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-110784935473299738?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/110784935473299738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=110784935473299738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110784935473299738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110784935473299738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/02/kwentong-hayopchapter-1.html' title='Kwentong Hayop...Chapter 1'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-110758990228952607</id><published>2005-02-04T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T23:51:42.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shimatta!!!</title><content type='html'>Kaasar world lit...lilitsunin ko na si ser eh!!! di bale, pag nagreport kami...sasama ko sya sa mga pasasabugin kong pyrotechnics...wahehehehehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-110758990228952607?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/110758990228952607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=110758990228952607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110758990228952607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110758990228952607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/02/shimatta.html' title='Shimatta!!!'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-110735563510640798</id><published>2005-02-02T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T06:47:15.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing...</title><content type='html'>all of us will fade into nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the time comes for us to meet the maker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing but memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! I know I shouldn't have eaten those apples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10545418-110735563510640798?l=hakunokage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/feeds/110735563510640798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10545418&amp;postID=110735563510640798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110735563510640798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10545418/posts/default/110735563510640798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hakunokage.blogspot.com/2005/02/nothing.html' title='nothing...'/><author><name>HakunoKage</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/velvet_tears09/pistol.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10545418.post-110724526588779117</id><published>2005-01-31T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T00:07:45.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with Bonta-kun</title><content type='html'>Who would've thought?! I've created a white blog and all I'm typing is about this derange stuff animal/mecha  robot....demo....WHO CARES?!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eneweiz, to those who are stupid enough not to know Bonta, he's your resident stuff animal who turns into a fighting mecha (If worn by Souske Sagara) of full metal panic. He had appeared on several episodes and it seems that Bonta's role is to be Chidori's guradian (coughsouskecough). Also, at the end of the series, the bonta suit (which is really like a life size mobile suit) became so popular when Souske used it to save Chidori and Mihara(Daughter of the mafia boss) that he created an army of Bontas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about Bonta-Kun. I'll be posting several of my favorite quotes from the show (taken from &lt;a href="http://www.bonta.cjb.net/"&gt;http://www.bonta.cjb.net/&lt;/a&gt; pls. visit it if you have time...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are not even human beings! You are just nameless ****s! If you survive my training, you will become a weapon! Until then, you guys are just *****s!" (Sousuke, Episode 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want to lose on purpose just so you can be different?! Do you want someone to sympathize with you by pretending you're in pain?!" (Sousuke, Episode 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In China, there is a saying. "Sha yi jing bai". It means you kill one person to warn 100 people. Sousuke's action has brought upon the same effect". (Hayashimizu , Episode 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want to cause trouble again? I'll call Bonta-kun again. I'm going to make him Fumo-Fumo you until you cry!". (Kaname, Episode 13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonta-kun: "Fumo fumo fumo fumo. Fumo fumo fumoru. Fumo!"Gang Leader: "I don't know what the hell you're saying". 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