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  <title>"If tranquility and sadness were about to collide, what am I supposed to do?</title>
  <subtitle>As all of our memories are torn into shreds..</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-09-22T11:37:38Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:8738</id>
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    <title>Too much attraction to Takahashi.. :D</title>
    <published>2009-09-22T11:37:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-22T11:37:38Z</updated>
    <category term="ranma"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;BE it be DONE to me according to WHOM--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&amp;quot;Those who had the least of the deficiencies are mostly attracted to the things they adore the most -- that is, Takahashi Rumiko-sensei. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;This is&amp;nbsp; a blog post commemorating the greatest female mangaka ever existed in the history of japanese manga.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Way back in the 70s, Rumiko Takahashi had been publishing manga. She built her fame from 1979 - where she published Urusei Yatsura, her first notable work&amp;nbsp; - publishing it simultaneously with Maison Ikkoku, and continuing it with Ranma 1/2 (1987-1996) , Sengoku Otogizoushi InuYasha (1996-2008), and up to her latest work, Kyoukai no Rinne (2009- present). She made these works of art such a hit, that her name is sure not to be forgotten through the ages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an ultimate Takahashi fan. I'd been following her since I was just a little kid - all influenced by Ranma 1/2 shown on early T.V. - up until now, where I go through the odds of time, searching and searching for these goods.. I was skeptical, yet I am undoubtedly happy; I knew very well that her works indeed, suit my needs. Whether or not her works are to your liking, I am sure that I am a certified Takahashi fan. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>His and Her Circumstances</title>
    <published>2009-09-04T14:40:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-04T14:40:25Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here's the corresponding poem to my story below, &amp;quot;The Memory of Silver and Sapphire&amp;quot;. Enjoy! R &amp;amp; R!☺&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;HIS AND HER CIRCUMSTANCES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Suchi~~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;He was there, standing yet aloof;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;She was fast approaching, her footsteps resounding through the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;A memory came upon them, a sudden gush of remorse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Would they be able to overcome everything, if that everything is now gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I can see it clearly,&amp;rdquo; she said to him, &amp;ldquo;and I knew that it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t succeed...&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Anguish suddenly gushed through, breaking his exemplary heed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;She ran beneath the night sky, tears chasing her placidly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;He followed her, and known her troubles won&amp;rsquo;t leave her that easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Meddling parents made their worlds revolve for entirety,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;They met through their antics, yet somehow they felt estranged; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Nonetheless, circumstances made a pivotal turn for the deranged,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Both crossed each other&amp;rsquo;s paths, proving one&amp;rsquo;s compromising loyalty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;If love is really meant as a paradox, then it is indeed irreplaceable;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Ill-manners were not regarded, and were left to loiter on the pebbles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;He calls her names, she hits him twice, and they continued being ridiculous;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Despite it all, feelings were still left incomprehensible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;She was alone in her sorrows, reminiscing on tender memories;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;He continued walking, and sees a shooting star cross the settling breeze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;She wished upon the star, and he correspondingly followed the trails,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Eyes met, gazes were locked &amp;ndash; and they finally saw each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Yes, the failed wedding &amp;ndash; both gasped at the notion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Both were acting so peculiar, or so they thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Both are still children at heart, even though marriage is for adults;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;A sudden marriage without their consent -- - how could that be great?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Odds or fate as it may seem, hordes of despicable personas appeared;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;With the support of numerous fianc&amp;eacute;es, they were conspicuously annihilated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Putting that aside, they finally spoke with each other;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;Words let themselves speak, an instrument of relentless communication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;He stood up recklessly, and slowly took her hand;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;He helped her stand, amidst the heavy winds across the skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;She smiled in turn - - Yes! It would finally be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;For unbeknownst to them, fate weaves yet again: a story of their circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Franklin Gothic Medium&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>kurasuchi @ 2009-09-04T22:25:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-04T14:30:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-04T14:30:09Z</updated>
    <category term="the memory of silver and sapphire"/>
    <category term="oneshot"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, this one-shot is for our school paper, the Jr. Trinitas. (I'm the EIC! ☺) Oh well. Please, R &amp;amp; R.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Memory of Silver and Sapphire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%"&gt;mischievous vignettes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Cold wind gushed through the night sky, its salient features reminiscent in the scenery. The cool breeze damps upon her, with teardrops slowly cascading through her cheeks. With her long, black hair flowing against the wind, she slowly walked down the lane &amp;ndash; not wanting to be seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;On top of the hill &amp;ndash; amidst the grasslands and the night skies &amp;ndash; is where she lay; where she stood. Upon reaching the topmost part, a place she frequently visits, she sat down and gazed through the stars once more &amp;ndash; only to be left reminiscing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I can see it clearly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;she thought, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;I knew it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t work. These things were starting to get too much on him,&lt;/i&gt; she knew it&amp;rsquo;s probable. Whether or not it would succeed, chances are they won&amp;rsquo;t probably be happy anyway - - after all, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t worth the wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;But why should I worry about that? These things are getting on my nerves. I haven&amp;rsquo;t got a single chance to be free, nor even be happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;* * * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Where have you gone off to now? You&amp;rsquo;re such...&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;&#13;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;he mumbled; he was running straight against the alley, with nowhere to go. He was exhausted, his mind a sudden wreck, his heart shattered to pieces. He felt a vague pang when he remembered that incident - a confrontation between her and her family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;...a selfish dork...and a person,&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;he finished, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;who seeks refuge amidst the sudden turmoil.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;He remembered it clearly &amp;ndash; her hoarse voice, his terrible insults, their fathers&amp;rsquo; medley, her mother&amp;rsquo;s... angst. Despite being engaged at a young age of sixteen, their parents seemed to be happy with the idea of them being married &amp;ndash; even though in reality, both of them do not want to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;But earlier, it seemed that she was fed up with the entire plight surrounding her: she treated him badly, and loathed their fathers; she even renounced her mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Follow her, son; she must have not been far away &amp;ndash; you can still follow her,&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;said her mother. Her eyes puffy, her voice hoarse, and her expression pained; she inadvertently tucked his back, yet somehow, his feet had a mind of its own and he suddenly dashed away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Seriously, how much damage have you done now, you ungrateful fool?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;He swallowed the thought. He may hate to admit it, but it is undeniably true: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Are these the results of arranged marriages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;She grasped the grass that was now intertwined with her fingers. The breeze was starting to get into her, and she unknowingly clutched it to her sides. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Geez,&lt;/i&gt; w&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;hy does it have to be so cold?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Keh. He&amp;rsquo;d probably even be happy now that I am gone &amp;ndash; after all, who am I to complain? I was stupid; probably the biggest fool of all. What entered into me, and why did I do those things?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Yep, the wind had really gotten into her. She involved herself into a deep monologue, and somehow even the loudest of the sounds cannot disturb her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;They&amp;rsquo;re all ganging up on me - - it&amp;rsquo;s so irritating! Why can&amp;rsquo;t I have my say on this thing?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Father, Mother, and even Uncle haven&amp;rsquo;t given me a nice amount of privacy; they just continued on goofing up around in my life, making it turn 360&amp;ordm; to sudden drastic changes,&amp;rdquo; she brushed her hair away from her drenched cheeks, and continued, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&amp;ldquo;but - - -&amp;ldquo;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;She paused for a while. She wanted continue - no, she needed to continue. Yet, not even a single sound came. She was utterly speechless, as tears trickled down her rosy cheeks. A sudden pang of guilt struck her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;- - Despite it all, is it really the right thing to do? I know, I&amp;rsquo;d hurt them so much that I could die, yet I just can&amp;rsquo;t control myself,&amp;rdquo; she said limply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;However, I knew I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t put the blame on them. I was just damned selfish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;She simply sat still, and continued gazing at the stars above. As she gaped at the spectacle, a heavenly body moving at the speed of light suddenly appeared before her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;A shooting star!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Her mind started to wander.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I... I wish he was here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;He ran so fast &amp;ndash; so fast that his feet were starting to betray him &amp;ndash; and went where his feet may lead him to.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He had no idea where he was, or where he was heading to &amp;ndash; for the only thing on his mind right now was to reach her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Rivaling the speed of a galloping tiger, he dashed upwards. He sped up, until he saw a shooting star &amp;ndash; the same one that she had seen &amp;ndash; and unconsciously, he rushed up towards it. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&amp;lsquo;She must have been there, I know it,&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;he thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;True; he knew that all the occurrences that happened were caused by him &amp;ndash; he just didn&amp;rsquo;t know how. He may not be that great, but he can easily know if he is the cause &amp;ndash; they had been next-door neighbors for years now, after all. And besides, he is the only one who often makes her so violent: she hits him, and kicks him; they fight all the time. He just made teasing a habit; but if things may get even worse, it&amp;rsquo;s because of the numerous suitors chasing them. Well, he had to admit, she can make him fluster so often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;She was so violent; a stupid, macho and untalented girl who oftentimes jumps to conclusions! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;That&amp;rsquo;s what he may say, but that may be otherwise. But now, it seemed so different. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;What&amp;rsquo;s with her?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As such, he tightened his grip onto something &amp;ndash; an object that glistened in the moonlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Garnering all the strength he can muster, he screamed her name. It echoed towards the settling mountains, waiting to be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Was she hearing things? It&amp;rsquo;s impossible; there&amp;rsquo;s no way he could&amp;rsquo;ve found out her whereabouts. It&amp;rsquo;s coincidental, really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;But what if it is true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&#13;&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt; A part of her was happy, and the latter was found to be upset. After all, she didn&amp;rsquo;t want to see the root of all her problems; she doesn&amp;rsquo;t want him to see her so vulnerable; and he&amp;rsquo;ll probably make her angry anyway - so, it&amp;rsquo;s now or never. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;What should I do now?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Seconds passed. The resilient silence was then broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You should probably try and talk to him &amp;ndash; stingy!&amp;rdquo; a voice nonchalantly replied. She, in turn, was aghast &amp;ndash; she turned around, only to find the unexpected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh. Hi there...&amp;rdquo; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Great, now he&amp;rsquo;s here. If life wasn&amp;rsquo;t unfair enough, then I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t know what it&amp;rsquo;ll be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;He can sense sadness in her voice. She may had been angry at him, but he knew she was depressed enough not to be hostile. &amp;ldquo;Come on, you&amp;rsquo;re still mad at me? Let&amp;rsquo;s go home!&amp;rdquo; he suggested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;But I don&amp;rsquo;t wanna - -&amp;rdquo; her sentence was cut short when he suddenly tossed something into her hands. He then sat down beside her groggily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;There. It&amp;rsquo;s yours, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;keep&lt;/i&gt; it.&amp;rdquo; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;She, in turn, raised an eyebrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;What is &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s nothing special. It just came from my late mother,&amp;rdquo; he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Huh? But why give me something so special? I can&amp;rsquo;t accept this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;She then remembered his situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;His mother died 3 years ago; ever since then, they became next-door neighbors, with their goofy families having close relationships, even to the extent of joining the two in order to hasten the union of their families. However, he had never seen his mother even once in 10 years, until the time of her burial. The only thing she had left him with was that present of his that shined, even when darkness crept its way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;But... but why? You can&amp;rsquo;t just give it like that,&amp;rdquo; she told him. She can now see the change in his expression, for he now appeared to be somewhat... melancholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;No buts &amp;ndash; I&amp;rsquo;ll give it to you wholeheartedly. In fact, I&amp;rsquo;ve been meaning to give that to you for a long time now, but I - - &amp;ldquo;he suddenly paused. He was very nervous. He can feel the pressure slowly accumulating up inside him. Can he say it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;He opened his mouth, trying to utter a word; yet, no sound even came. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Was it really this hard to do?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;She looked at him inquisitively. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Maybe he&amp;rsquo;ll say it to me now &amp;ndash; he just wants to break up our engagement. After all, nobody wants to marry someone as bad as me...right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;She wanted to hit herself for being so selfish, so violent, so uptight, and so ignorant. Before she went berserk, she just wanted to make things easier for him first &amp;ndash; after all, she was the cause of all his troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You see - -&amp;ldquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I.. I wanted to say&amp;hellip; well, I&amp;rsquo;ve been meaning to tell you this, but all I wanna say is that..t - - &amp;ldquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I knew it would happen&amp;hellip; It may hurt us both but - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;T- - thanks. Thank you for everything&amp;hellip; I really mean it,&amp;rdquo; he said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m so&amp;hellip; huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;With his face flushed, and his mind a sudden wreck, he looked at her intently. Bluish orbs met brown ones, and gazes were now locked. As soon as she saw those eyes &amp;ndash; she knew he was sincere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;She then examined the item that was now clutched on her tight grip &amp;ndash; it was composed of silver and sapphire; with the circular stone holder being the silver, and the gem inside being the sapphire &amp;ndash; she then placed it above her heart, and asked him, &amp;ldquo;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;So, what&amp;rsquo;s with the gift?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Eh- - ? You still want an explanation?&amp;rdquo; he retorted. He flinched. Well, it seemed that he really was avoiding that question. However, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t the type to just leave it behind. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;What would happen if it&amp;rsquo;s some kind of a parting gift?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course,&amp;rdquo; she replied, &amp;ldquo;there&amp;rsquo;s got to be something if you&amp;rsquo;d given such a precious item.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;He was about to retort back at her when he realized that he may destroy another chance again; thus, he decided to go on with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;He then gazed at the stars above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You see,&amp;rdquo; he started, &amp;ldquo;I thought it was kind of nice to give it to you, despite the fact that it is from my mother &amp;ndash; my only possession of hers. I always treasured that necklace - seeing it made me calm, even as how ruthless I can possibly be. It can give me peace of mind; I can easily feel her presence when I hold it, even though in reality, she&amp;rsquo;s not even there.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;She sat there silently as she waited for him to finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Whenever I take a hold of that thing, I can always feel that indeed, I am home. Heck, I kept that for a lifetime! But you see, upon seeing you being as lost as I did back then, I knew that you needed her more than me. Well, I just want you to know that there are still people who care about you &amp;ndash; whether it may be your friends or your family &amp;ndash; and that no matter what, they would still accept you for who you are. Personally, I think you should make amends with our parents; there&amp;rsquo;s no good on treating everything with violence&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Those upwelling tears started to appear in her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;ldquo;..And whenever you see that necklace, I hope that in time, you would realize the important things you had in life, and come to treasure it, no matter how small it may be. Whenever you feel lost, or afraid, I want that necklace to serve as a reminder that there would always be a home waiting for you - - back to those people who love you...&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;To the people&amp;hellip; who &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;He flinched for awhile. He then replied agitatedly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Teardrops fell upon his gift &amp;ndash; it glistened against the moonlight, beaming with so much radiance and splendor. A smile crept upon her face as she realized what had just happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thank you so much. You see, no one has ever done as sweet as that for me,&amp;rdquo; she told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;His face flushed, he nodded weakly. &amp;ldquo;Y - - you&amp;rsquo;re welcome.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;They continued on star-gazing, until he cut it short when he stood up and recklessly held her hand, helping her to stand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Let&amp;rsquo;s go home now,&amp;rdquo; he insisted. She nodded hastily and followed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:&#13;115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Back there&amp;hellip; back at my home. But, I already found it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;&#13;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;As the moonlight glistened against the settling breeze, the two walked the lengths of the road to go back. May it be fate or just purely coincidental, it is clear that &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;his &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:&#13;normal"&gt; her &lt;/i&gt;circumstances made it possible to fix things, and even make it better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:8001</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Decision Time</title>
    <published>2009-08-24T06:09:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-24T06:09:50Z</updated>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you need to make a difficult decision, what kind of resources do you consult for guidance? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=1031'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=1031"&gt;View 511 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Ask God. :))&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to be afraid of anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, confidence and faith does the thing.&lt;br /&gt;Ask for help from your parents, friends and acquaintances. I'm sure they'll be more happy to help you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:7857</id>
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    <title>kurasuchi @ 2009-08-22T19:36:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-22T11:38:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-22T11:38:19Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waaahh...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;think. go suchi!&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:7529</id>
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    <title>Ateneo essay: edited.</title>
    <published>2009-08-16T12:48:17Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-16T12:48:17Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Here's the edited version!&lt;br /&gt;However, no one even proofread it. I am now in  a constant state of dilemma, and unending confusion. Please, help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;ATENEO DE MANILA UNIVERSITY ADMISSION REQUIREMENT:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;PERSONAL ESSAY&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Are there any significant experiences you have had, or accomplishments you have realized, that have helped to define you as a person?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD OF LIFE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;For fifteen years I have walked through this long and winding road; I was relentless, or even ruthless, for not even once I have tried to deter myself from crossing it. I have walked this road through thick and thin &amp;ndash; it served as my guide in all my endeavors, especially during those times of despair and desperation. As I pave my way to success, I have unconsciously molded &amp;ldquo;the real me&amp;rdquo;, a persona which I have certainly created.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Countless sets of experiences molded me as to what I am today &amp;ndash; through hard work and effort I have attained my stand as one of the top achievers in school, and through constant learning I became a student leader. I have competed on numerous quiz bees, research and development activities, essay writing and poster-making contests, and literary-musical contests alike. I have commuted through the tricycles of Puerto Princesa alone, walked the lengths of the streets in search of my needs, faced the raging flames and built houses, and walked through the sticky mud to plant trees &amp;ndash; all inspired by my aspiration to succeed. However, these cannot suffice the things I have learned throughout my time with several children &amp;ndash; or rather, a sickly boy of six.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A month ago, my classmates and I visited a certain Gawad Kalinga site in a rural area, wherein we have been given the task of assisting the malnourished and impoverished children of the community. This is something we are familiar with, for we have been doing this every year; however, this particular event had something that is incomparable to others &amp;ndash; especially in terms of the children&amp;rsquo;s physical, and social abilities. At first, I was reluctant to go, for one is that I had little interest in social activities, especially to those kinds of exhausting events such as catechism and feeding. Still, I have never imagined that this particular event would have such an impact on me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On the big day, we were assigned to feed and teach a number of graders; and for that matter, I visualized that these kids would be the same as before: naughty, reluctant, hostile, and egotistic. However, my eyes said otherwise &amp;ndash; as I entered the room, puppy-eyed kids greeted me with innocent looks on their faces. Being the group leader, I was the one in charge of the activities: I led the class discussion, and I facilitated them in their social proceedings. I helped them prepare for their meals; I walked to and fro from the site just to bring to them their food, and let them replenish themselves. Everything was going as usual until one kid asked me a question that I have never thought will be asked of: &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ate, why are you doing this?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I was astounded. Something was tugging at my mind, to tell him that I was there just to comply with my requirements. However, somewhere deep in my heart, I knew it wasn&amp;rsquo;t true. I looked at the kid. He was just a mere 6-year old boy. To be able to stop me into my tracks was something I never thought he would be capable of, or even try. Before I got the chance to give him my reply, he continued: &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;Aren&amp;rsquo;t you getting tired of this? Many of you go here everyday,&amp;rdquo; &lt;/i&gt;with his face showing melancholy, he added, &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;...but only a few of you are sincere in your deeds.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I swallowed the things that were left unsaid. I was completely overwhelmed. I do not know how to reply, or even act. My mind started to wander. I was left completely blank.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At a young age he had lost his home, turned together into ashes as a fire broke 6 years ago in a certain &lt;i style=""&gt;barangay&lt;/i&gt; beneath our school. Now, he was blessed with a pleasant home and a privilege to be educated, but somehow, he was still left unsatisfied. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;From there I realized that having life&amp;rsquo;s pleasures isn&amp;rsquo;t something to be reckoned with, but rather be appreciated. I felt an overwhelming sense of need: a need to be able to make others happy, just like what I had been when I&amp;rsquo;m with them. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;No,&amp;rdquo; &lt;/i&gt;I answered, &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;it&amp;rsquo;s not like that. I just simply want to make you kids happy.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His face lit up. He completely changed his expression, for he was now overjoyed. He then went back straight to the camp, ready to mingle with the other kids. As he went down, I heard a faint &amp;ldquo;thank you&amp;rdquo;. A playful smile traced my lips as I realized that it was meant for me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I never thought that one event can change the way I view things. Perhaps, if he were given a chance to be in my place, would he even be happy? For years I have thought that catechism is boring; however, it has drastically changed. From that day on, I was looking forward to our next meeting &amp;ndash; not only with him, but between me and the kids. I know I&amp;rsquo;ll be able to change someone, just as how that little boy changed me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And for the fifteen years I have spent through that road, I have felt that something relevant is missing in my life. Yes, for once, I had been reluctant. &lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;But now, I had been welcoming the idea of outreach programs with outstretched arms, and a sincere heart &amp;ndash; to the extent of even pestering Ms. Operiano about the next outreach program. Because of a mere catechism event and an innocent child, the gap I have once felt present has been filled. Now, I walk side by side with my brethren &amp;ndash; passing through that long and winding road up ahead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:7299</id>
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    <title>Ateneo essay~~!</title>
    <published>2009-08-15T11:41:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-15T11:44:00Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Well, I got an Ateneo form for free, so I was completely overjoyed!&lt;br /&gt;But please, to whoever who reads this - KINDLY PROOFREAD!&lt;br /&gt;I beg of you! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, without further ado, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;ATENEO DE MANILA UNIVERSITY ADMISSION REQUIREMENT:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;PERSONAL ESSAY&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Are there any significant experiences you have had, or accomplishments you have realized, that have helped to define you as a person?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD OF LIFE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;For fifteen years I have walked through this long and winding road; I was relentless, or even ruthless, for not even once I have tried to deter myself from crossing it. I have walked this road through thick and thin &amp;ndash; it served as my guide in all my endeavors, especially during those times of despair and desperation. As I pave my way to success, I have unconsciously molded &amp;ldquo;the real me&amp;rdquo;, a persona that I have certainly created.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Countless sets of experiences molded me as to what I am today &amp;ndash; through hard work and effort I have attained my stand as one of the top achievers in school, and through constant learning I became a student leader. I have competed on numerous quiz bees, research and development activities, essay writing and poster-making contests, and literary-musical contests alike. I have commuted through the tricycles of Puerto Princesa alone, walked the lengths of the streets in search of my needs, faced the raging flames and built houses, and walked through the sticky mud to plant trees &amp;ndash; all inspired by my aspiration to succeed. However, these cannot suffice the things I have learned throughout my time with several children &amp;ndash; or rather, a whole class of strangers in particular. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A month ago, my classmates and I visited a certain Gawad Kalinga site in a rural area, wherein we had been given the task of assisting the malnourished and impoverished children of the community. This is something we are familiar with, for we have been doing this every year; however, this particular event had something that is incomparable to others &amp;ndash; especially in terms of the children&amp;rsquo;s physical, and social abilities. At first, I was reluctant to go, for one is that I had little interest in social activities, especially to those kinds of exhausting events such as catechism and feeding. Still, I have never imagined that this particular event would have such an impact on me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On the big day, we were assigned to feed and teach a number of graders; and for that matter, I visualized that these kids would be the same as before: naughty, reluctant, hostile, and egotistic. However, my eyes said otherwise &amp;ndash; as I entered the room, puppy-eyed kids greeted me with innocent looks on their faces. Being the group leader, I was the one in charge of the activities: I led the class discussion, and I facilitated them in their social proceedings. I helped them prepare for their meals; I walked to and fro from the site just to bring to them their food, and let them replenish themselves. Everything was going as usual until one kid asked me a question that I have never once thought will be asked of: &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ate, why are you doing this?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I was astounded. Something was tugging at my mind, to tell him that I was there just to comply with my requirements. However, somewhere deep in my heart, I knew it wasn&amp;rsquo;t true. I looked at the kid. He was just a mere 6-year old boy. To be able to stop me into my tracks was something I never thought he would be capable of, or even try. Before I got to give him my reply, he continued: &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;Aren&amp;rsquo;t you getting tired of this? Many of you go here everyday,&amp;rdquo; &lt;/i&gt;his face showing melancholy, he added, &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;...but only a few of you are sincere in your deeds.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I swallowed the things that were left unsaid. I was completely overwhelmed. I do not know how to reply, or even act. My mind started to wander. I do not know how to begin. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At a young age he had lost his home, turned together into ashes as a fire broke 6 years ago in a certain &lt;i style=""&gt;barangay&lt;/i&gt; beneath our school. Now, he was blessed with a pleasant home and a privilege to be educated, but somehow, he was still left unsatisfied. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;From there I realized that having life&amp;rsquo;s pleasures isn&amp;rsquo;t something to be reckoned with, but rather be appreciated. I felt an overwhelming sense of need: a need to be able to make others happy, just like what I had been. &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;No,&amp;rdquo; &lt;/i&gt;I answered, &lt;i style=""&gt;&amp;ldquo;it&amp;rsquo;s not like that. I just simply want to make you kids happy.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His face lit up. He completely changed his expression, for he was now overjoyed. He then went back straight to the camp, ready to mingle with the other kids. As he went down, I heard a faint &amp;ldquo;thank you&amp;rdquo;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I never thought that one question can change the way I view things. Perhaps, if he were given a chance to be in my place, would he even be happy? For years I have thought that catechism is boring; however, it has drastically changed. From that day on, I was looking forward to the day that I will be able to extend my hands, and be able to reach others, just like how that little boy changed me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For fifteen years I went through that road, I felt that there is something missing in my life. Now, because of a mere catechism situation and an innocent child, I now feel that that gap has been filled.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Cuadra, Cristy Marie O. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Holy Trinity College&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;IV &amp;ndash; St. Dominic&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>College Entrance Examinations. Hassle, hassle.:)</title>
    <published>2009-06-28T07:15:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well, to say at least, I'm pretty old now compared from the age I started blogging. (I was 13 at that time, and now I am 15, so that's it.:)) I'd been reading random sites of a variety of genres from fan fiction, fiction, debates, blogs, forums, manga (well, seldom now, I had no more pc of my own.☺) to college tips and other varieties of resources.:P Now, my head's gonna break from all the responsibilities I'm gonna face on my last year of high school:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to go berserk. I wanna pass all of my entrance exams. I wanted to get high grades so that I wouldn't be edgy on getting the valedictorian/salutatorian/honorable mention (just name one, I'm not bragging,really) award. :)I needed extra-curricular activities in order to beat my certain adversaries (what the heck of a competition is that?@!) Well, first things first. I am a certain poverty-stricken girl with lots of responsibilities in her own Alma mater.:P And because I am not a genius, nor a millionaire, or even extraordinarily talented, can you suggest some tips for me in getting into universities? Nah, whatever.:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY. IS LINGUISTICS A GOOD COURSE? I selected it as my first choice in UP Diliman. Can I even find a good job with hefty sums of money if graduated in that course? Thanks.:)</content>
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    <content type="html">1.)	What is software engineering?&lt;br /&gt;Software engineering is the application of a systematic, disciplined, quantifiable approach to the development, operation, and maintenance of software, and the study of these approaches; that is, the application of engineering to software. &lt;br /&gt;The term software engineering first appeared in the 1968 NATO Software Engineering Conference and was meant to provoke thought regarding the current "software crisis" at the time. Since then, it has continued as a profession and field of study dedicated to creating software that is of higher quality, more affordable, maintainable, and quicker to build. Since the field is still relatively young compared to its sister fields of engineering, there is still much debate around what software engineering actually is, and if it conforms to the classical definition of engineering. It has grown organically out of the limitations of viewing software as just programming. Software development is a term sometimes preferred by practitioners in the industry who view software engineering as too heavy-handed and constrictive to the malleable process of creating software.&lt;br /&gt;a.)	What is a software?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer software, or just software is a general term used to describe the role that computer programs, procedures and documentation play in a computer system. Computer software is often regarded as anything but hardware, meaning that the "hard" are the parts that are tangible while the "soft" part is the intangible objects inside the computer. Software encompasses an extremely wide array of products and technologies developed using different techniques like programming languages, scripting languages or even microcode or a FPGA state. The types of software include web pages developed by technologies like HTML, PHP, Perl, JSP, ASP.NET, XML, and desktop applications like OpenOffice, Microsoft Word developed by technologies like C, C++, Java, C#, etc. Software usually runs on an underlying software operating systems such as the Linux or Microsoft Windows. Software also includes video games and the logic systems of modern consumer devices such as automobiles, televisions, toasters, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer software is so called to distinguish it from computer hardware, which encompasses the physical interconnections and devices required to store and execute (or run) the software. At the lowest level, software consists of a machine language specific to an individual processor. A machine language consists of groups of binary values signifying processor instructions that change the state of the computer from its preceding state. Software is an ordered sequence of instructions for changing the state of the computer hardware in a particular sequence. It is usually written in high-level programming languages that are easier and more efficient for humans to use (closer to natural language) than machine language. High-level languages are compiled or interpreted into machine language object code. Software may also be written in an assembly language, essentially, a mnemonic representation of a machine language using a natural language alphabet. Assembly language must be assembled into object code via an assembler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b.)	How do you engineer a software?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can engineer a software by having sufficient knowledge about programming, a careful and systematic analysis, design, programming, testing, debugging and development. One must also perform analysis, design, coding, testing and deployment in order to complete basic software development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c.)	Who could be considered a software engineer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A software engineer is a person who applies the principles of software engineering to the design, development, testing, and evaluation of the software and systems that make computers or anything containing software, such as chips work.&lt;br /&gt;Most employers prefer applicants who have at least a bachelor’s degree and experience with a variety of computer systems and technologies. In order to remain competitive, computer software engineers must continually strive to acquire the latest technical skills. Advancement opportunities are good for those with relevant experience.&lt;br /&gt;Education and training. Most employers prefer applicants who have at least a bachelor’s degree and broad knowledge of, and experience with, a variety of computer systems and technologies. The usual college major for applications software engineers is computer science or software engineering. Systems software engineers often study computer science or computer information systems. Graduate degrees are preferred for some of the more complex jobs. In 2006, about 80 percent of workers had a bachelor’s degree or higher. &lt;br /&gt;Academic programs in software engineering may offer the program as a degree option or in conjunction with computer science degrees. Because of increasing emphasis on computer security, software engineers with advanced degrees in areas such as mathematics and systems design will be sought after by software developers, government agencies, and consulting firms. &lt;br /&gt;Students seeking software engineering jobs enhance their employment opportunities by participating in internships or co-ops. These experiences provide students with broad knowledge and experience, making them more attractive to employers. Inexperienced college graduates may be hired by large computer and consulting firms that train new employees in intensive, company-based programs.&lt;br /&gt;Certification and other qualifications. Systems software vendors offer certification and training programs, but most training authorities say that program certification alone is not sufficient for the majority of software engineering jobs.&lt;br /&gt;People interested in jobs as computer software engineers must have strong problem-solving and analytical skills. They also must be able to communicate effectively with team members, other staff, and the customers they meet. Because they often deal with a number of tasks simultaneously, they must be able to concentrate and pay close attention to detail.&lt;br /&gt;As technology advances, employers will need workers with the latest skills. Computer software engineers must continually strive to acquire new skills if they wish to remain in this dynamic field. To help keep up with changing technology, workers may take continuing education and professional development seminars offered by employers, software vendors, colleges and universities, private training institutions, and professional computing societies. Computer software engineers also need skills related to the industry in which they work. Engineers working for a bank, for example, should have some expertise in finance so that they understand banks’ computer needs. &lt;br /&gt;Advancement. As with most occupations, advancement opportunities for computer software engineers increase with experience. Entry-level computer software engineers are likely to test designs. As they become more experienced, engineers may begin helping to design and develop software. Eventually, they may advance to become a project manager, manager of information systems, or chief information officer, especially if they have business skills and training. Some computer software engineers with several years of experience or expertise find lucrative opportunities working as systems designers or independent consultants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d.)	What are the stages of Computer Engineering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are various software development approaches defined and designed which are used/employed during development process of software, these approaches are also referred as "Software Development Process Models". Each process model follows a particular life cycle in order to ensure success in process of software development. &lt;br /&gt;One such approach/process used in Software Development is "The Waterfall Model". Waterfall approach was first Process Model to be introduced and followed widely in Software Engineering to ensure success of the project. In "The Waterfall" approach, the whole process of software development is divided into separate process phases. The phases in Waterfall model are: Requirement Specifications phase, Software Design, Implementation and Testing &amp; Maintenance. All these phases are cascaded to each other so that second phase is started as and when defined set of goals are achieved for first phase and it is signed off, so the name "Waterfall Model". All the methods and processes undertaken in Waterfall Model are more visible. &lt;br /&gt;The stages of "The Waterfall Model" are: &lt;br /&gt;Requirement Analysis &amp; Definition: All possible requirements of the system to be developed are captured in this phase. Requirements are set of functionalities and constraints that the end-user (who will be using the system) expects from the system. The requirements are gathered from the end-user by consultation, these requirements are analyzed for their validity and the possibility of incorporating the requirements in the system to be development is also studied. Finally, a Requirement Specification document is created which serves the purpose of guideline for the next phase of the model. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;System &amp; Software Design: Before a starting for actual coding, it is highly important to understand what we are going to create and what it should look like? The requirement specifications from first phase are studied in this phase and system design is prepared. System Design helps in specifying hardware and system requirements and also helps in defining overall system architecture. The system design specifications serve as input for the next phase of the model. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Implementation &amp; Unit Testing: On receiving system design documents, the work is divided in modules/units and actual coding is started. The system is first developed in small programs called units, which are integrated in the next phase. Each unit is developed and tested for its functionality; this is referred to as Unit Testing. Unit testing mainly verifies if the modules/units meet their specifications. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Integration &amp; System Testing: As specified above, the system is first divided in units which are developed and tested for their functionalities. These units are integrated into a complete system during Integration phase and tested to check if all modules/units coordinate between each other and the system as a whole behaves as per the specifications. After successfully testing the software, it is delivered to the customer. &lt;br /&gt;Operations &amp; Maintenance: This phase of "The Waterfall Model" is virtually never ending phase (Very long). Generally, problems with the system developed (which are not found during the development life cycle) come up after its practical use starts, so the issues related to the system are solved after deployment of the system. Not all the problems come in picture directly but they arise time to time and needs to be solved; hence this process is referred as Maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)	What are the social impacts of Software Engineering?&lt;br /&gt;Software engineers affect society by creating applications. These applications produce value for users, and sometimes produce disasters.&lt;br /&gt;•	Community-centered: Software is produced and consumed by and/or for a community rather than focusing on individuals&lt;br /&gt;•	Collaboration/collectiveness: Exploiting the collaborative and collective capacity of human beings&lt;br /&gt;•	Companionship/relationship: Making explicit the various associations among people&lt;br /&gt;•	Human/social activities: Software is designed consciously to support human activities and to address social problems&lt;br /&gt;•	Social inclusion: Software should enable social inclusion enforcing links and trust in communities&lt;br /&gt;One of the main observations in the field is that the concepts, principles, and technologies made for social software applications are applicable to software development itself as software engineering is inherently a social activity. It is not limited to specific activities of software development. Accordingly, tools have been proposed supporting its different parts, for instance, social system design or social requirements engineering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.)	How does software engineering affects the software industry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Software Engineering affects the software industry in various ways by creating applications. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)	What are the current trends in software engineering?&lt;br /&gt;Introducing Middleware. In many ways, humans have been integral to the operation of computer networks, since the dawn of the computer age. In the early 1980’s computers had moved beyond governmental, military and research institutions, and were becoming more common among corporations.&lt;br /&gt;At this stage of their evolution, computer applications were stand-alone. The finance applications of the world lived inside mainframes, and interacted with humans via green screen terminals. The order management systems of the world interacted likewise. Humans were the network, as information could only flow between systems through human intermediaries. For example, a clerk would run a report on one system and re-key the results into the other.&lt;br /&gt;Humans being intelligent, could enforce policies on the flow of information. They could decide what information was appropriate to flow between systems, how quickly it should flow, and how the flow should be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, humans, being error prone, caused this flow of information to be slow, laborious and costly. One day while typing yet another report, a clerk dreamed of letting the computers talk to each other directly. Suddenly, the network revolution had begun.&lt;br /&gt;While the idea was sound, the reality of facilitating this was difficult. Henning (2006) notes, that “persuading programs on different machines to talk to each other was a nightmare, especially if different hardware, operating systems, and programming languages were involved: programmers either used sockets and wrote an entire protocol stack themselves or their programs didn’t talk at all”. What was needed was some sort of automated intermediary between systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than just a translator was required, this intermediary would have to assume responsibility for enforcing the information flow policies which humans had heretofore administered. Hence middleware was born.&lt;br /&gt;The core requirements for middleware have changed little. It is still responsible for marshalling communications between disparate and often incompatible computer systems, while ensuring that information flows between systems, where necessary, in a reliable, secure, and dependable way.&lt;br /&gt;Introducing Service Oriented Architecture. Issarny, Caporuscio and Georgantas (2007) give a good introduction to the evolution of middleware systems since the network revolution. In many respects, Service Oriented Architecture can be seen as the latest generation within this evolutionary process.&lt;br /&gt;The demands placed on computer systems have also grown since the early 1980s. While middleware began as a way to facilitate communications within a corporation’s network of computer systems, end users and corporations are increasingly expecting systems across corporations to communicate. Sarna-Starosta, Stirewalt, &amp; Dillon (2007) use a travel booking application as an example of service oriented interaction. Perhaps expedia.com is one of the best examples of this type of application. Using expedia, you are aggregating information from several individual airline, hotel and car hire corporations into one location so as to book flights, hotel and car hire for your next vacation or business trip. Without middleware and specifically service oriented architecture, building an application like this would be prohibitively expensive if even possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)	Research for the different career paths of a software engineer and its demand in the Philippine Software Industry.&lt;br /&gt;Senior Technical Positions&lt;br /&gt;Developers will often find that they may have to work side-by-side with the users to iron out difficult bugs. It can be difficult, if not impossible, to fix these problems when both parties can't communicate effectively. There was always a time in most of my work situations when the developer had to talk with the users or other developers directly to fix difficult issues. This is the programmer's chance to show management that he or she is someone who can communicate and utilize analysis methodologies—otherwise known as a "programmer analyst." A programmer analyst is also usually someone who has some years of technical experience, and a certain depth of technical knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Business and Systems Analysts&lt;br /&gt;My job searches have suggested that business and systems analysts with a good programming background and a high-level of "business savvy" are becoming the next hot ticket. More and more organizations are finally hiring business analysts to explore, record, and recommend systems that fit the business—as opposed to the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;Project Management&lt;br /&gt;According to the Bureau of Labor Statistics' Occupational Handbook, employers prefer project managers who possess advanced technical skills that have been acquired through work experience. The project manager is often responsible for hiring the staff, setting the schedule, and keeping track of the progress through every phase of development. This person is also responsible for assigning the work, dealing with everyday problems affecting that work, and making sure each analyst or programmer is carrying his own weight. The project manager can best carry out this function if he truly understands the work he is managing.&lt;br /&gt;Management&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate assignment for many IT professionals looking to move up the IT food chain is to become the manager. The Occupational Handbook explains that "employment of computer and information systems managers is expected to grow faster than the average for all occupations through the year 2014." These job opportunities are best suited for applicants with computer-related work experience and often require an advanced degree, such as an MBA. And of course, strong communication skills are a requirement for any management job in IT.&lt;br /&gt;Industry in the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;•	 Technical Consulting/ Business Analysis&lt;br /&gt;•	 Application Development &amp; Deployment&lt;br /&gt;•	 Package Implementation&lt;br /&gt;•	 Application Conversion &amp; Integration&lt;br /&gt;•	 Application Maintenance &amp; Support&lt;br /&gt;Software Development Filipino software companies have been providing offshore and outsourced software development services for more than two decades. Most of the outsourcing opportunities come from the US, Japan and Europe. As of 2007, there are nearly 400 companies and 21,000 software developers with skills ranging from the most current and widely-used technologies such as Java, C#, VB, .NET, Ruby, C/C++, SQL DBA, Embedded, Mobile and Wireless systems to legacy and mid-ware languages such as COBOL and RPG/ 400.&lt;br /&gt;•	 Service Desk&lt;br /&gt;•	 Maintenance&lt;br /&gt;•	 Asset Management&lt;br /&gt;•	 Remote Network</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:5956</id>
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    <title>My Otaku Wishlist!</title>
    <published>2008-11-22T13:59:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-22T13:59:34Z</updated>
    <category term="birthday"/>
    <category term="wishlist"/>
    <category term="entrance exams"/>
    <lj:music>I hate this part- Pussycat Dolls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Kudos! Hohoho. A few days before my birthday. And that is, November 29. I'll going to be fifteen at time then. Aah, the memories. I was only 13 when I first started here in LJ. And yeah, I rarely update my blogs. =P I have a lot, yet I still haven't customized them. I hope I can do so in the near future.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wish to watch all those bunch of DVDs that I've bought. (Most, I mean, ALL of them are pirated ones though.=P)&lt;br /&gt;- I wish that I can buy lots of mangas.&lt;br /&gt;- I wish I can finish my doujin, even a tankoubon can help!&lt;br /&gt;- I wish I can make my own yomikiri manga, whether its shoujo or shonen.. and STRICTLY! Only that genre!&lt;br /&gt;- I wish I can watch a mountainload of anime and manga in the VERY NEAR FUTURE!&lt;br /&gt;- I wish I can meet more OTAKUS this time around.&lt;br /&gt;- I wish my CLASSMATES would be much more anime-related. If they're not a fan, then like it then at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. If I add more then that would be too much personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. (You may wish to Skip, 'coz this was personal anyway.. =P)&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I got an advance entrance exams to Ateneo de Manila! Though I can't afford it, I'll be very happy to be scholar! Just pray to God so I can pass and attend the seminar this April-May 2009. But I'm having doubts though. Darn, stop depriving myself already! =P I was already lucky that our school here in Palawan gave us the lucky ticket! Thank God for letting me become one of the top 5! =D</content>
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    <title>Mere Personal Experiences: Inevitable Consequences! ~Part I~</title>
    <published>2008-11-22T13:48:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-22T13:54:56Z</updated>
    <category term="personal life"/>
    <lj:music>I hate this part- Pussycat Dolls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bohahaha~! I really am, much.. much flustered. =P&lt;br /&gt;Considering what happened to me yesterday, I just wanted to take time and recollect my thoughts.. (But after seeing Lulu in a local commercial, I guess this is quite impossible.. *_*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, with the content aside, this post is Friends-Only.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE &lt;i&gt;PROS&lt;/i&gt; AND &lt;i&gt;CONS&lt;/i&gt; OF THOSE INEVITABLE CONSEQUENCES:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesson 1: If you're participating in a contest, be sure to know what you are doing or what you ought to do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once joined an Extemporaneous Speech contest at my local high school. To tell you the truth, I was just dragged on by my classmate, stating various reasons why he can't join like:&lt;br /&gt;- He had a duet competition.&lt;br /&gt;- He had a Modern Jazz competition.&lt;br /&gt;- And there was no one else who could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, that sucks. It's such a hassle. It isn't even true. I, too have many competitions to attend. I was just..  free at that time. (Kinda) But oh well. The bottomline is, I haven't got any idea about Extempo, and I have that dilemma whenever I speak in front of many people. So that's the gist of it, I suck at oral speech, but if its written, then I can handle it. I just hate it, I'm prone to Mental Block.=|&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. To alleviate the chances, I googled up and made my speech in regards with the Guidelines on Extemp Speaking in America. But here in the Philippines, especially at our school, well, it's quite different. Let me enumerate the differences:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;America:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- They are given a said topic on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;- They are given 15-20 mins. time to scan through the library whereas they can prepare for at least 15 minutes of Extemporaneous Speech.&lt;br /&gt;- It's more like a Symposium type rather than a Question and Answer Type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Philippines:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- More like a Question and Answer Type.&lt;br /&gt;- Gives you the Central Idea weeks before the Initial Competition, yet the question you have to answer is given 'On-the-Spot'.&lt;br /&gt;- You have answer it very briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hell yeah, I haven't got time to prepare, I am too busy that time, and HELL.. It was the first contest that would be held that night. For me who hasn't experienced to have a Q&amp;A in front of the whole campus combined(namely: Elementary, High School, Some College, and parents combined!), it sure was chaotic. I surely experienced Hell at that night. I didn't care about anything, and heck, I was too nervous to ask anything for! WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I delivered my long, bookish answer, interrupted by the various "-umm.."s and "uhh"s, I sure was very nervous. I mentioned "According to's" and lots of various information sponsored by my beloved, Wikipedia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many said that I was laughing on stage and I had many faults, but nonetheless, they said that it was such a superb performance, that it was concrete and was right on the hook.. Or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only came to be the 2nd placer. That was okay for me, but I personally think that mine was more on the track since I even mentioned various citations, which I read was needed. (Well, based on the guidelines. =P) And besides, what came out of the effort I've poured it into? Anyway, it's fine with me though. At least I AM 2nd place. And at least the one who overrated is ronin just like me, though, he was a repeater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really think I seriously thought about that? What I thought is that, "Was my performance okay?" and "Shit! I don't wanna do this ever again!".. or something like that. But hey, that thought really occured to me anyway, but I seriously think that was pathetic, and so I immediately shook that thought out. My head was filled with embarassment. I'm scared how others would react especially because I haven't got some practice and I am a first - timer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah, I am frustrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is that? That wasn't PEACE! And the topic was peace, and haven't got any peace that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that, I preceded as if it didn't even happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PROS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cheer yourself up! Kudos! That was last September ago, Dearie! And remember, you did a good job! &lt;br /&gt;- Being able to stand through the odds without any rewards is just so fucking AWESOME. (How can that be awesome, you moron!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You should prepare at least, especially if you're just a mere ronin! (WTH? Yes, I KNOW that!)&lt;br /&gt;- Do not be too nervous. It is best to stay your cool. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Kurasuchi. &amp;gt;.</content>
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    <title>GOOD LUCKY: A Lucky Star Anime Rant</title>
    <published>2008-11-22T13:25:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-22T13:54:11Z</updated>
    <category term="4 panel"/>
    <category term="anime"/>
    <category term="lucky star"/>
    <category term="kadokawa shoten"/>
    <category term="manga"/>
    <lj:music>I hate this part- Pussycat Dolls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Good Lucky! Ahaha.ü&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado, let's get crackin'! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa, hajimemasu yo! Ikure kansu. Sannin B-gumi? Kuroi-sensei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motte ike! Saigo ni waracchau made atashi no hazu sera fuku dakara desu KETSURON! Getsuyoubi na no ni kigen warui no dou suru yo? Natsufuku ga ii no desu KAWAII!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok. Let's stop it then. The text above? Well, they're just remnants from my memory..I ain't sure if I'm correct or not.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've just rewatched Lucky Star, I'm already inspired to rant now. Oh yeah. :P &lt;br /&gt;I know that Lucky Star's quite famous towards otakus nowadays, but for the sake of safety, I need to introduce it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERVIEW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, originally, Lucky Star is a 4-panel manga featured in Kadokawa Shoten. (Am I right? Or wrong? Aah, I dunno. Just tell me if you know. Your answers are highly appreciated!Ü)&lt;br /&gt;I dunno who made this. (My deepest apologies to the mangaka. T.T) It has no major plot, making it one of the randomest series I've ever seen. XD &lt;br /&gt;(Against Pani poni Dash? Nah, no way. Pani Poni Dash wins by TKO in randomnity.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series depicts the everyday life of 4 girls, namely: Izumi Konata, Hiiragi Kagami, Hiiragi Tsukasa, and Takara Miyuki. It also depicts about their relationships with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARACTERS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konata Izumi.&lt;br /&gt;- She's your certified anime, manga and game otaku of the show. She got her otaku-ness from her dad, most notably when they watch and play EROGE TOGETHER. Yeah, eroge. And to those who do not know what an eroge is, these are the R-18 adult games, some are sexually explicit, some are exaggerated dating sims. You can say she played all kinds of games in various genres.. XP&lt;br /&gt;Another attribute of this cosplay-clad, blue-haired, green-eyed, intelligent and athletic towards anything related to the otaku world except when it comes to school and academics-kind of girl is that she tends to have a very large sense of humor, thus, making her apt to be the main protagonist of the show. She is an optimist, and she tends to be lazy about schoolwork. She oftenly copies and relies all of her homework to Kagami, much to her dismay.-.-&lt;br /&gt;She is a net addict, and it seems that she is in front of her computer 24/7, the only times that she didn't do it are when she is playing consoles, watching tv, animes and live-action dramas, reading mangas, going to school, and going out with her friends in various activities.. She oftenly plays dating sims, which directly contrasts Kagami's interests. She is also seen to have a co-playmate relationship with Kuroi-sensei, their homeroom teacher towards the start until the end of the series. They even chat, and she was oftenly caught to be online, especially during midnight and exams. &lt;br /&gt;She is commonly referred to as "Legendary Girl A" by the Manga sellers at Gamers. She also works at a cosplay cafe, and is shown to cosplay Suzumiya Haruhi, of the Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya (Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuutsu) Franchise. As Haruhi, she tends to be the Chief Leader of the SOS BRIGADE, wherein all of the other workers are part of. Other characters are also shown to be customers of the café, like Kyon and Yuki Nagato, also from the Haruhi Suzumiya franchise. At the cosplay, Konata and her co-workers who cosplay both Nagato Yuki and Mikuru Asahina sing and dance "Hare Hare Yukai". She also released an album together with Patricia Martin, a fellow worker and a 1st year student at her school (Yutaka and Minami's classmate) who cosplays Mikuru Asahina.&lt;br /&gt;She tends to be late when it comes to puberty, making her to be continuously criticized by others, especially by Kagami. She was also known as Kona-chan by her friends. Her username on one of her online games and blogs is 'konakona'. She shares an interest with Tsukasa, that is, their fondness in Keroro Gunso merchandise, which tends to be their favorite manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiiragi Kagami.&lt;br /&gt;- A studious, intelligent, purple-haired in twin tails girl who had a stereotypical tsundere personality, though this is still ongoing on the process of debating, most notably at the Lucky Channel segment of Lucky Star, wherein Shiraishi Minoru strongly suggests that Kagami is not a tsundere character, which completely contrasts the views of Kogami Akira. &lt;br /&gt;Also called Kagamin by Konata, she was the class representative... Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the article. I got lazy, so be it. I'll just edit it if I got lively again. =P &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Various Manga and Doujinshi Doodles!☺</title>
    <published>2008-11-03T08:36:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-22T14:09:04Z</updated>
    <category term="shirokuma"/>
    <category term="mangaka"/>
    <category term="void!"/>
    <category term="doujinshi"/>
    <category term="manga"/>
    <lj:music>dunno</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;MANGA AND DOUJIN PICS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the contrary, here are my doodles.. Sorry if they've kinda messed up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tsumigino Ayu, a character from one of my latest works, VOID!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Haruizawa Mitsuki. the main protagonist of Void!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unknown girl, with the haiku, IROHA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;one of my drawings for one of my classmates, here is Sakura and Syaoran!☺&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is Ayu when she is still long-haired..☺&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doujin Draft #8. Unknown Chapter of Void! Page 1.☺&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="6" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doujin Draft #9. Unknown Chapter of Void! &lt;i&gt;It seems that it turned out to be a shoujo manga even though its not.. WTF? Discard!&lt;/i&gt; Page 2!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/7167048/1/635682467"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/84/07/7167048/1_635682467l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shirokuma Chapter 5! page 1.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="7" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shirokuma Chapter 5! page 2.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="8" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shirokuma Chapter 5! page 3.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="9" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shirokuma Chapter 5! page 4.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="10" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoho. That's all folks. I'll post some other more when I had the time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja!☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*will my dream as a mangaka start to unfold?-.-&lt;/i&gt; </content>
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    <title>Another take.</title>
    <published>2008-11-02T16:09:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-02T16:09:11Z</updated>
    <category term="anime"/>
    <category term="movie"/>
    <category term="detective conan"/>
    <category term="naruto"/>
    <lj:music>Disturbia- Rihanna</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;THE NARUTO SHIPPUUDEN MOVIE: The 4th Movie of the Naruto Series&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've re-watched the 4th movie due to the unexpected circumstances, for my ane-san (older sister.. Yes, I call her ane, not nee or even onee. Jeje.) haven't watched it yet, so she watched it and I joined her. That's how the story goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to see that the characters are not quite OOC, well except Naruto for he may be one, acting cool in front of Shion, even though reality is in reverse. (do you know what I mean?) Naruto may die? Nah, I don't think so. He already experienced many near-death experiences, so why must he die? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you just see Shion's transformation? Its just like watching shoujo anime. So when you watch that movie, you would have benefits because you will not only watch a shounen series, but another additional shoujo series. Hahaha. Hey, not only shoujo, but mahou shoujo instead! If Bleach has shoujo-ic elements, Naruto had yaoi elements. (NarutoxSasuke? Eeew. You know I hate yaoi. I remember YuurixWolfram of Kyo kara Maou. I watch that, though.) I ain't saying that I'm disgusted with that, I'm just saying my views and opinion, nothing is wrong with that, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE 12TH MEITANTEI CONAN MOVIE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the 12th? Oh, I dunno. Lots of movies came out every year. And its Kudo Shinichi aka Edogawa Conan's time again to hit the big screen. Oh yeah. Sugoi, Shinichi-kun! Kyaaa! &amp;lt;3 I think I have to rewatch it. I need subs! I've watched it in raw, and I was... displeased. Of course, my knowledge in Japanese is quite......*LIMITED*. Oh yeah. I don't even know how to read Kanji, nor even Kana! (but I can identify some of the characters, both from Hiragana and Katakana..) Jeez! I'm just 14 and I'm just in my 3rd year in high school! (That's 9th grade/3rd year in junior high in Japan) Oh, I'm sulking again. Or maybe ranting? Hahaha. Hen desho ne? Aah, baka baka! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*As I write this, my family watches "The Mummy" on HBO. Hahaha. As I wait for Shakugan no Shana and Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge on TV5. Oh yeah. New blues for a new day. I caught you in the arms of another. That's what you get when you let your heart break.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wala pa nung myx, wala pa nung mtv, wala pading cellphone, walang cd at dvd, meron lang betamax]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oheoheohe.Ü</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:4353</id>
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    <title>BLOG ACTIVITIES: ONLINE AGAIN!</title>
    <published>2008-11-02T16:03:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-03T08:54:11Z</updated>
    <category term="kochikame"/>
    <category term="doraemon"/>
    <category term="detective conan"/>
    <category term="shonen jump"/>
    <category term="bleach"/>
    <category term="naruto"/>
    <category term="kubo tite"/>
    <category term="death note"/>
    <category term="manga"/>
    <lj:music>N/a</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello. It's been a while since the last time I have posted something on my journal. :P I've been so busy lately, and I've been so lazy to type long paragraphs into this journal. Ooh, i'm so delusional. L0L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLEACH AND KUBO. And other shounen mangas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok. Since i'm a wide lover of all genres of anime and manga, it seems as if my love for BLEACH is at the moment of its distress, and also, i'm now quite bored. Generally because of the slow pacing, especially at the HM arc. Oh, of course, if i'm Kubo, and if being a mangaka is my only livelihood, and if my manga is such a huge hit worldwide, then I would prefer a slow pacing, of course, to get more money, to explain thoroughly the course of the story, and lastly, to make my position more stable, because if I did another series and it didn't become such a huge hit, then my status (which I have shown with much caress) will be declined, and my life would probably undergo a stage of a so-called 'bankruptcy', if you know what I mean.. :P (It seems that all of the things i've been talking about today has some sort of connection to M0NEY.. =D oh, yes, I admit, money is life for me, 'cause i'm PO0R. lol. =D) That's why I absolutely agree with you ileenka, KT's an evil bearer. Hey, maybe one of Kubo's main goals is to have a manga series that is as long as Doraemon and Kochikame, imo. =D Oh, theoretically speaking, I personally think that Aoyama-sensei will make Meitantei Conan similar to that, imo. Look at all of its merchandise, from mangas to anime, from movies to OVAs, from betamax, CDs, DVDs to Blu- ray discs, to plushies and toys, etc. Its so long, I could live for decades, just reading that. Oh, similar to that, maybe One Piece would be much longer. :P Hooray to Oda-sensei!.. And to Aoyama-sensei too! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:- Oh. So the HM arc is now finished, so as the 'Turn back the Pendulum' series. If its Karakura Arc, well.. its quite okay now, especially because Ichigo and Rukia AGAIN had their reunion! Skweee! Kyaaaa! Hahahaha!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: i don't have any updates about bleach whatsoever..&lt;br /&gt;I haven't read the latest chapters, (i mean, lots of chapters, starting from Turn back the Pendulum) I've seen lil' Byakuya though. (Kawaii!) Oh. Well, on the anime part, I haven't watched the filler arc, I've just seen some of the episodes, and also the last episode, so I knew that Amagai would die anyway.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish Death Note was much longer. XD I wish they didn't kill L EARLY in the series.. And why did Light ended up dying frightfully? (frightfully? Is that the right word?) That was such a nasty death, lol! Ok. Maybe I really am delusional, or maybe I am not. Ah, whatever. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TO THE THIRD BLEACH MOVIE: &lt;br /&gt;BLEACH: Fade to Black- Kimi no Na o Yobu (I Call Your Name)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kimi no Na o Yobu or in direct English translation, I call your name. For us IchiRuki fans, it was really pleasant to our ears. To the IchiHime fans, well.. I guess they hallucinated again and spent too much time pondering on their thoughts, which again contains explicit IchigoxOrihime information that even I, your average resident otaku cannot decipher. Oh, can you? I guessed so too. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I've heard about the movie, my heart jumped with glee. How can I not resist? The third movie is not a freakin' ugly no sense filler featuring an OC, but a mystical story about the most famous woman ever in the history of Bleach - no other than Kuchiki Rukia. Oh, if I was only alone at that time, I could've screamed and jumped and even dance or sing! (that's called psychotic, isn't it?) And because of my FC-ness, I even concluded my own theory regarding the title.Yeah, its the title. If you and me are quite similar with this theory, you can spank me whenever you want, I don't mind though. Hehe. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fade to Black:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&amp;gt; I've always wondered about this. Well, all of us knew that Ichigo was the 'Black' they were referring to. Duh? (Black Sun. Remember now?) Well, if 'fade' was the appropriate word, well, it has some kind of a relationship with the word 'white', which all of us know, pertains to Kuchiki Rukia, the 'WHITE MOON' of the series, as proven quite a number of times back in the series. Well, 'fade' has another meaning, because... well, the tagline of the 3rd movie is &amp;quot;Sayonara, Rukia&amp;quot;, right? Fade is quite similar to 'disappearance /death' right? Oh, did you get it now? Or did I just repeat the theory of our FC? Oh well. That was much for me, hehe. =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kimi no Na o Yobu / I Call Your Name:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&amp;gt; Well, in accordance with the title, doesn't it mean that because Rukia is fading, Ichigo calls her name, or nonetheless, HE IS CHASING AFTER HER! kyaaa!&amp;lt;3 Oh well. So much for my delusionary act. But I really expect it to be an IchiRuki one. Hohoho.^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read already read the plot, and I've discovered that it really was exciting to watch!&lt;br /&gt;Otanoshimi ni!&amp;Uuml;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:4101</id>
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    <title>Shoujo Manga List! *courtesy of Emily*</title>
    <published>2008-11-02T15:52:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-02T15:52:36Z</updated>
    <category term="titles"/>
    <category term="emily"/>
    <category term="shoujo manga"/>
    <lj:music>The flavor of life- utada hikaru</lj:music>
    <content type="html">These are my Shoujo Manga Picks, all based by Emily's reviews. Thank you so much!û&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to visit: &lt;a href="http://www.shoujo-manga.com/"&gt;http://www.shoujo-manga.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;.Switch girl&lt;br /&gt;.otomen&lt;br /&gt;.kaichou wa maid-sama&lt;br /&gt;.b0ku ni natta watashi&lt;br /&gt;.mayonaka no ariadne&lt;br /&gt;.c-blossom&lt;br /&gt;.koko ni iru yo!&lt;br /&gt;.Koukou debut&lt;br /&gt;.kimi ni todoke&lt;br /&gt;.koi oto&lt;br /&gt;.Otona pink&lt;br /&gt;.Ojou-sama wa oyomesama&lt;br /&gt;.Strobe edge&lt;br /&gt;.Full house kiss&lt;br /&gt;.Shinobi life&lt;br /&gt;.Ojousama no inu&lt;br /&gt;.Rasen no kakera&lt;br /&gt;.Kareshi kanojyo no jijyo&lt;br /&gt;.W juliet&lt;br /&gt;.Sleeping beauty&lt;br /&gt;.Power!!&lt;br /&gt;.Watashi no koibito&lt;br /&gt;.Change!&lt;br /&gt;.Dn angel&lt;br /&gt;.Alichino&lt;br /&gt;.Akuma de suru&lt;br /&gt;.Countdown&lt;br /&gt;.CutexGuy&lt;br /&gt;.Dakedo happy paradise&lt;br /&gt;.Diamond century&lt;br /&gt;.Ion&lt;br /&gt;.Kamikaze kaitou jeanne&lt;br /&gt;.Itazura na kiss&lt;br /&gt;.Ayakashi hime kurenai&lt;br /&gt;.Mahou wo shinjirukai?&lt;br /&gt;.Manga mitai na koi shitai!&lt;br /&gt;.Mondou muyo!&lt;br /&gt;.Pyua pyua!&lt;br /&gt;.Shoujo shounen&lt;br /&gt;.Ashita no tamago&lt;br /&gt;.Wild act&lt;br /&gt;.Gokinjo monogatari&lt;br /&gt;.Good father&lt;br /&gt;.Dynamite na honey&lt;br /&gt;.Kimi wa petto&lt;br /&gt;.Kanojou ni totte takaramono&lt;br /&gt;.Higaeri quest&lt;br /&gt;.Ijiwaru love devil&lt;br /&gt;.Yume miru happa&lt;br /&gt;.Missing piece&lt;br /&gt;.Hanazakari no kimitachi e&lt;br /&gt;.Cinderella eve&lt;br /&gt;.Renai catalog&lt;br /&gt;.Zero count&lt;br /&gt;.Maniattemasu!&lt;br /&gt;.Gokusen&lt;br /&gt;.Koigokoro fantasia&lt;br /&gt;.Go! baajinaru hanayuki&lt;br /&gt;.Soushun cinderella&lt;br /&gt;.Itazura na 24ji&lt;br /&gt;.Brilliant magic&lt;br /&gt;.Kare- first love&lt;br /&gt;.Mobius doumei&lt;br /&gt;.Full moon wo sagashite&lt;br /&gt;.Kamisama no iutoori&lt;br /&gt;.Kimi dake no devil&lt;br /&gt;.Love terrorist&lt;br /&gt;.Oishii kankei&lt;br /&gt;.Aitte na~ni?&lt;br /&gt;.Seishunchuu!&lt;br /&gt;.Ami! Nonstop&lt;br /&gt;.Hoshi made gofun!&lt;br /&gt;.Honey bunny&lt;br /&gt;.Othello&lt;br /&gt;.Oshiete nanoka&lt;br /&gt;.Luna lunatic&lt;br /&gt;.Uwasa no risky boy&lt;br /&gt;.Tasukete! Vampire&lt;br /&gt;.Dakishimete! Noir&lt;br /&gt;.Watashi no shonen&lt;br /&gt;.Petite lover&lt;br /&gt;.Hibi kore koujitsu&lt;br /&gt;.Mimi wo sumaseba&lt;br /&gt;.Spicy life&lt;br /&gt;.Change! (margaret comics)&lt;br /&gt;.Love fighter&lt;br /&gt;.Love luck&lt;br /&gt;.Otona ni nuts&lt;br /&gt;.Watashi no dorei.&lt;br /&gt;.Tonari no takashi-chan&lt;br /&gt;.Mobius no tamago&lt;br /&gt;.Love junky&lt;br /&gt;.Wish (clamp)&lt;br /&gt;.Oshare kozou ni hanamaru&lt;br /&gt;.Seishun shiterukai!&lt;br /&gt;.Beauty pop&lt;br /&gt;.Loveless (flower comics)&lt;br /&gt;.Koi beta?!&lt;br /&gt;.Higemimi no tsukurikata&lt;br /&gt;.Watashi no neko wa ouji-sama&lt;br /&gt;.Hungry mermaid&lt;br /&gt;.Towa kamo shirenai&lt;br /&gt;.Doki doki shiyo yo&lt;br /&gt;.H0t gimmick&lt;br /&gt;.Sailor fuku ni onegai!&lt;br /&gt;.Purixpuri (princexprincess)&lt;br /&gt;.lemon planet&lt;br /&gt;.Usotsuki na gemini&lt;br /&gt;.D.N.A&lt;br /&gt;.Fl0wer&lt;br /&gt;.Shinai virus&lt;br /&gt;.Toki no houmonsha&lt;br /&gt;.Kare wa tomodachi&lt;br /&gt;.Katakoi no tsuki&lt;br /&gt;.Crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;.Otomegokoro&lt;br /&gt;.Kimi ga suki&lt;br /&gt;.DanshixJoushi&lt;br /&gt;.Silver&lt;br /&gt;.Yasuko to kenji&lt;br /&gt;.Isshoni ofuro&lt;br /&gt;.Hyoko romantica&lt;br /&gt;.Nanaco robin&lt;br /&gt;.Onegai sensei  (taamo)&lt;br /&gt;.Kimi wa sakamichi no tochuu de&lt;br /&gt;.Kienai, omoi&lt;br /&gt;.Masaka to omou kedo,&lt;br /&gt;. Aitte yatsu wo  utatte miyouka&lt;br /&gt;.Kon na panic&lt;br /&gt;.Iinchou no himegoto&lt;br /&gt;.Obake tango&lt;br /&gt;.Itsumo jotenki&lt;br /&gt;.Harukanaru toki ni naka de&lt;br /&gt;.LoveHo no oojousama&lt;br /&gt;.Junai sensation&lt;br /&gt;.Dakara ore ni shinaiyo&lt;br /&gt;.Kiken na h0ney&lt;br /&gt;.K0nya, kimi ni ai ni iku&lt;br /&gt;.Kamisama hajimemashita&lt;br /&gt;.Mama no koibito&lt;br /&gt;.Girikoi&lt;br /&gt;.Royal green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana to Yume:&lt;br /&gt;.Hanazakari no kimitachi e&lt;br /&gt;.Fruits basket&lt;br /&gt;.Skip beat!&lt;br /&gt;.Gakuen alice&lt;br /&gt;.SA (Special A)&lt;br /&gt;.Nosatsu junkie&lt;br /&gt;.Wild ones (arakure)&lt;br /&gt;Lala mag!&lt;br /&gt;About to be animated:&lt;br /&gt;.Vampire knight&lt;br /&gt;.Toshokan senshou&lt;br /&gt;.Natsume yuujinchou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Kiss yori hayaku&lt;br /&gt;.Shugo chara!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:3879</id>
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    <title>Blog Activities: OFFLINE.</title>
    <published>2008-11-02T08:41:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-02T08:41:40Z</updated>
    <category term="bored"/>
    <category term="frienster"/>
    <category term="offline"/>
    <lj:music>Nagareboshi - Home Made Kazoku</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's been a while since the last time I've posted in here.&lt;br /&gt;Well,I may be unable to post again, but I sincerely hope that we can still have enough communications through other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may reach me here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http:friendster.com/ichibanotaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks!☺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, don't forget to visit jumpland! (jumpland.com)&lt;br /&gt;I love it there!☺</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:3330</id>
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    <title>My Manga?</title>
    <published>2007-12-27T11:33:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-27T11:33:45Z</updated>
    <category term="anime"/>
    <category term="doujinshi"/>
    <category term="manga"/>
    <lj:music>Life is Like a Boat - Rie Fu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;Shirokuma! //??&amp;lt;=== The title of my manga??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Hehe. I still haven’t decided if the title would be Shirokuma or if it will be something else. I’m thinking of an English word right now that can make it a possible title. Oh man. This sucks. Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="I feel chained... chained down.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;My manga’s story. An overview. The primary plot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;For the plot telling story to be more interesting, I shall tell it within Keisuke’s point of view.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Thus, indeed, my impotence, is now crumbling into pieces.. Slowly.. slowly it saps my strength..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;My name is Hataraki Keisuke. I’m a 15 year old first year senior high school student, an ordinary person that has been experiencing some extraordinary phenomena. I don’t know what it really is, but, since I was just&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;a little kid, I feel something as though there was something weird inside of me. As time passes by, it becomes more and more evident. I’m seeing signs – yes, signs. Some weird signs and visions that I see on and about people. Like what happened the other week – I’ve seen an eerie sign, similar to those I have seen earlier, and the next day, they die. They die - with traces of irrelevance, of something interrelated with an eerie phenomenon. I feel hurt. And pain. So much pain. I live for the future, yet my past is still unrevealed unto me. I feel lost. I feel chained, chained down. I don’t know what to do. And I do not even know what exactly I am. Who - ? Who am I? What- -what am I?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I believe that everything changes. Whether it may be a thing, a feeling, or even one’s self, it changes. But the only thing that seemed not to change is my impotence. My impotence to everything. My impotence to protect others. My impotence to stand in what I am believing in. My impotence… in everything…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I believed in that before. Until I met her. With her I have been able to fulfill what I want to achieve. With her, I’ve opened a way to clear one’s self, and make myself more evident as I was ever before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;It may be an accidental encounter. It started in a funny way, yet, it was dragged on dramatically. Because of that, I was able to be myself – and etch myself deeper into the depths of my heart, and be free. She changed my destiny. Through her, life’s found a real purpose, life had a meaning, life has found itself again. Through her, I have been able to recover what I have lost, recover my past, have learned to accept one’s self, and, has found strength. The impotence that I had before, is slowly crumbling away into pieces. I am now able to protect others, to stand in what I believe in, and now has started to understand all of the things that happened, especially in my past. Thanks to her, I’ve been able to be a whole, new person. Thanks to her, I have been able to start life all over again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Thanks to her – a person named Minamoto Natsumi, the one who changed my future and has brought my past back unto me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="OUT OF THE BLUE."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;OUT OF THE BLUE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;♫♫ Awww~~!! Okay! That seemed to be totally out of the blue. That seemed to be totally dramatic, and also romantic! But anyways, my story wasn’t about romance, it wasn’t romantic at all, in fact, the characters are more stupid than what they appear to be, and it is more of comedy. Haha! You seemed to be puzzled, right? Yep. I can tell it, because you still can’t understand the plot. Let me tell you the plot.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="PLOT."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;PLOT.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The story starts with Hataraki Keisuke, an ordinary 15- year old, high school student that has been able to see some weird phenomena more and more evidently as time passes by. Even though he lived a normal life, in his past, there lies a mystery. A mystery about the happenings in the past, and his true identity. Although, sadly, his memory of his past was lost. And he also feels that something weird inside of him is leaking out, struggling to get out. But one day, though accidentally, he encountered Minamoto Natsumi. Thus, being drawn in a comedic situation caused by her, he is now obliged to join her in her mission in finding the Seven Human Seals, which was scattered throughout the world. And oddly, through this mission, he is starting to develop himself, starting in controlling his powers, learning about his past, and knowing his real identity. And thus their comedic, goofy, action, suspense, and supernatural-packed adventurous mission was now starting to take place… and will still continue.. for the realization and the acceptance of his own mission, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;The End. Haha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="CONNECTION??"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Or so I thought. Oh, that’s right! I forgot to tell that this story is language-centric, they would go to different places in &lt;st1:place&gt;Asia&lt;/st1:place&gt;, well, and also to other regions.. And oh! I almost forgot. In that universe, there existed high- tech facilities and gadgets, free trip around the world, free (because of something interesting) facilities and things, and mad people who always goof around. This story is more adapted to the people who are crazy and those people who are crazier are going to like this better. You know why? Because the one created this story is real crazy, you’ll be shocked to find out that an UFO will be just at your doorsteps (literally) and a spaceship crashed into your school exactly when&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;you said so… huh? Is this still a part of the story? Don’t mind me. Nah. I’m going now. Ja. Haha?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;“Don’t mind me . I’m a real crazy. Being crazy is a top in my vocabulary. Many things just pop in my head today. Aaargh o_O!!?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:3138</id>
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    <title>My Manga. And some pictures of the characters. Haha?!</title>
    <published>2007-12-27T11:10:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-27T11:30:42Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Beautiful Girls - Sean Kingston</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 11pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Here are they! I included some pictures. And I’ll tell some of them. But, on the story.. well,., I’ll tell that next time! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="My characters. Laugh at them if you want. Hahaha!"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;So, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;a href="&lt;a href="http://s145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1874.jpg"&gt;http://s145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1874.jpg&lt;/a&gt;" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="&lt;a href="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/Image1874.jpg"&gt;http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/Image1874.jpg&lt;/a&gt;" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;v:shapetype coordsize="21600,21600" o:spt="75" o:preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:path o:extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" o:connecttype="rect"&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;o:lock v:ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape style="WIDTH: 240pt; HEIGHT: 180pt" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\winxp\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image001.png" o:title="Pic15"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;===&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-font-family: Arial; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;gt; This is Hataraki Keisuke. My manga’s main protagonist.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;+&amp;gt; &lt;/b&gt;He is an ordinary boy who had extraordinary powers. He is kind, goofy, a kind of person who stands on his every word.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;a href="&lt;a href="http://s145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1876.jpg"&gt;http://s145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image1876.jpg&lt;/a&gt;" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="&lt;a href="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/Image1876.jpg"&gt;http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/Image1876.jpg&lt;/a&gt;" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;v:shape style="WIDTH: 240pt; HEIGHT: 180pt" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\winxp\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image010.png" o:title="Pic4"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;v:shape style="WIDTH: 240pt; HEIGHT: 180pt" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\winxp\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image012.png" o:title="Pic37"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;v:shape style="WIDTH: 144.75pt; HEIGHT: 164.25pt" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\winxp\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image014.jpg" o:title="Image(1880)we"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;v:shape style="WIDTH: 287.25pt; HEIGHT: 215.25pt" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\winxp\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image015.jpg" o:title="Image(1875)"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;v:shape style="WIDTH: 381pt; HEIGHT: 285.75pt" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\winxp\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image017.jpg" o:title="Image(1876)"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;=&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-font-family: Arial; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;gt; This is Minamoto Natsumi. The second main protagonist of the story.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;+&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt; She is a happy-go-lucky, goofy and rascal lass that has mere dedication to her work.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;a href="&lt;a href="http://s145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Pic7.jpg"&gt;http://s145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Pic7.jpg&lt;/a&gt;" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="&lt;a href="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/Pic7.jpg"&gt;http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/Pic7.jpg&lt;/a&gt;" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;v:shape style="WIDTH: 115.5pt; HEIGHT: 2in" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\winxp\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image019.jpg" o:title="Image(1880)gfer"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;v:shape style="WIDTH: 138.75pt; HEIGHT: 135.75pt" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\winxp\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image020.jpg" o:title="Image(1814)ery"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;v:shape style="WIDTH: 240pt; HEIGHT: 180pt" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\winxp\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image021.png" o:title="Pic38"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;=&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-font-family: Arial; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;gt; This is Ayasegawa Suzume. The story’s 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; main protagonist.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;a href="&lt;a href="http://s145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Pic40.jpg"&gt;http://s145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Pic40.jpg&lt;/a&gt;" target="_blank"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src="&lt;a href="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/Pic40.jpg"&gt;http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r240/kurasuchi/lj/Pic40.jpg&lt;/a&gt;" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;v:shape style="WIDTH: 240pt; HEIGHT: 180pt" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;&lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\winxp\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\02\clip_image023.png" o:title="Pic40"&gt;&lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;=&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-font-family: Arial; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;gt; This is Itsumiko Hasou. My story’s 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; main protagonist. I still haven’t reached the final decision whether I shall choose this hairstyle or whatsoever. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="The Story.. in particular.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;The Story: Particular Overview. Short Introduction. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;This story may contain bloody violence, suspense, action, comedy, slight romance, supernatural, magic, extremely vicious abilities, evenly-made, moronic and stupid cast, shounen, importance of nakama, stupidity, evil, eerie happenings, simultaneous problems, and other things whatsoever. Please do not blame me if you don’t like my manga. It is not my fault if you dislike it. It is one’s matter of taste and opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Introduction??"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Introduction.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;The introduction will be on the next article, or whenever I may have the time and suppose to be not lazy. Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:2945</id>
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    <title>Ben 10 and Naruto. The appearance of Naruto characters in Ben 10??</title>
    <published>2007-12-22T10:12:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-22T10:12:54Z</updated>
    <category term="tv"/>
    <category term="ben10"/>
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    <lj:music>After Dark - Asian Kung Fu Generation</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I’ve just watched Ben 10 earlier and I’ve noticed that there is something quite suspicious in the Christmas Episode.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Merry Christmas” and so it is. Ben, Gwen, Grandpa, the elves, Mr. Jingles, and… Konohamaru and the gang??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;It was on the Christmas Special of Ben 10, entitled, “Merry Christmas”. I was shocked because when the village went back to normal, Mr. Jingles with the elves talked with Ben, Gwen, and Grandpa. BTW, before that, Mr. Jingles was with Konohamaru and the gang, wearing the same clothes that they always wear in Naruto. WTF? How did Konohamaru and the gang be a part of Ben 10? That is, so much prodigy. Haha! I was really surprised after seeing that episode. Haha! WTH? Haha! Maybe they included those characters just for fun and they really are Narutards.. haha! So funny, so funny.. haha?!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Naruto exclaims that Ben 10 stole Naruto’s property. WTF?! Haha!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:2601</id>
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    <title>Various Anime and Manga Series Rants. My take.</title>
    <published>2007-12-22T10:04:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-22T10:04:49Z</updated>
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    <category term="kurasuchi"/>
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    <lj:music>D'technolife- UVERworld</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I love to rant. And I will rant again today. I haven’t written any rants these past few days, and I’m so busy, and also.. am particularly LAZY. But I’ve just been inspired again to rant after replaying some DVDs in my house. I’ve been checking them again for some reason because my classmates are going to kill me again because I still haven’t given them the DVDs they want to borrow. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;(They’re so freakin DEMANDING, right?)&lt;/i&gt; Ah, well, another long rant is about to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="School Rumble: Term 3"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;School Rumble: Term 3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I’ve been waiting for this release. Just to be prepared, I’ve been reading the manga at &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangavolume.com/"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mangavolume&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;. On School Rumble: Term 2, Harima got onto a really crappy situation, just as he always does. I mean, he was asking Yakumo for some help, but instead of Yakumo coming to Harima’s house, it was Tenma! And he seemed to be in shock. Haha! And they really should be together, Harima and Tenma are compatible. I mean, they’re both morons, they are both seeking harldly for love, both wanting for their loved ones to be happy, both loud, they both have the same attitude and they are both fans of The Three who were Slashed and also a fan of Mangoku. I prefer Harima~kun for Tenma~chan. I don’t like Karasuma~kun. I really don’t. Well, back on the Term 3, it was said that they were going to &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, but it didn’t turn out as they expected. Instead of going to &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, they went to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kyoto&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. And poor Tani~sensi was about to get killed by the students. Haha! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;“Ichijou! Imadori~kun! Lala~san! Harima~san! Tenma~chan! Karasuma~kun! Imouto~san! Hige! Sawachika~senpai! Dojibiron, GO!! Hahaha!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Full Metal Panic: The Second Raid"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full Metal Panic: The Second Raid&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I’ve seen the released version of this anime a long time ago, but I haven’t checked out on it yet. It was only this year that I was been able to watch that series. Haha! It seems that in this series, Kaname~chan and Sousuke~kun will be closer again. They are cute as a couple! Haha! As much as I loved the Full Metal Panic: Fumoffu, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;(I don’t like the first Full Metal Panic series too much.. -_-) &lt;/i&gt;I think I’ll love the series again. There will be a lot of SagaKana interaction in particular. Haha! And I hope Tessa would not get in the way again! I just hate her character! I remember Orihime whenever I see her! &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;(OOPS!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sorry, I mentioned Bleach again.. hehe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-font-family: Arial; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/i&gt;I like Chidori better than her! Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Azumanga Daioh!"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Azumanga Daioh!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I forgot the names of the characters. The teacher really is funny! And the whiz kid&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;,(Totally forgot the name..)&lt;/i&gt; Youko~chan, and Sasaki~chan are really interesting characters! Waaa~~! And poor Sasaki~chan really is the most famous. And Youko~chan is really stupid. HAHA!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And I like the whiz kid, I wish my brain is like hers, so I won’t worry so much about the honor rolls, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;(because whenever our convocation comes, I feel really nervous, for I still don’t know if I am still included on the top 5 list.. hehe &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-font-family: Arial; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;**)&lt;/i&gt; because my very elementary brain can withstand the high pressure of knowledge accumulating inside of it.. Haha! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Clannad.."&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clannad..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Haha! So much for Clannad this week. Thank you so much, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bleachexile.com/"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Bleach Exile&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;! Hahaha~~!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Clannad is so great! And it has such a great art! I want to be one of your family! Haha! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Baccano!"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Baccano!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I’m starting to like this series. Haha! Yay~~~! I think I’m starting to like Firo now! Haha! Baccano~~!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Shakugan no Shana"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Shakugan no Shana&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;It really has great art! Yay~~! I like this anime now! Hahah! I first heard it from my former classmate, Eri~chan, I mean, Isay or Victoria., when we are having a game of Hangman in ym, haha! I like Shakugan no Shana! And it is new too! Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Inu Yasha"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Inu Yasha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Takahashi Rumiko~sensei has given us high quality series, like Ranma ½, Maison Ikkoku, the show with Lum &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;(forgot the title)&lt;/i&gt; and many, many more interesting anime and manga series that pleased us otakus with great animosity. Haha! This one may be different from her previous works, this series that we love from all those times is really great! I miss the Inu YashaxKagome pairing, as much as I miss the RanmaxAkane paring.. Aww~~!! Missed you guys soo much~~!♥♥ Too bad, the antagonist, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;(forgot the name&lt;/i&gt;, was still not dead! Sesshoumaru is soo cool! Haha! I remember Byakuya whenever I see him! Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Fate/ Stay Night.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Fate/ Stay Night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I like the series soo much.. Haha! I like Saber, she’s so cute, I think she’s more an angel than a knight, and I’m also proud to say that Shiro doesn’t suit her. Shiro is sooo ugly for her. He better go with Rin, I think she’s much better for him than Saber. And ArcherxSaber? Why haven’t I think of that before? Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Gintama..."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Gintama&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Haha! One of my favorite series. Haha! I think the series really is cool! Haha! It is really cool! cool~~! Haha! Happy reading shonen jump eh? Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Ouran High School Host Club"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;Ouran&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;High School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt; Host Club&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;An anime and manga series also recommended to me by &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/sawachikapuff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Eri~chan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;. Haha! This series really is great, it is extremely funny and it is soo good! Haha! Funny, funny, FUNNY!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I wanted to join the host club too! Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Prince of Tennis.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Prince of Tennis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;A sport anime and manga series, serialized in Shonen Jump. Waa~~! Ryoma~kun is so kawaii! &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;(Started to be affected by my classmate, Star~chan’s fangirling of Ryoma.)&lt;/i&gt; Haha! And the love teams are so cute too! Aww~~! &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3♥♥♥ I miss IchiRuki tuloy! Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Lucky Star.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Lucky Star&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;First recommended to me by Tob’z~kun. Haha! I like this anime! It really is a very kawaii anime! And the main protagonist, ??? (forgot the name) is just like me! I mean, we have the same habit, studying only before the examinations.. haah! Waaaa~~!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid13"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Comic Party!"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Comic Party&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;An anime and manga series that can be loved by everyone, especially the aspirating manga-kas. Even though it showcases more of doujinshi, I can still relate, making a manga and a fan manga are just the same ^_^.. haha! They are really cute! Kazuki~kun, Mizuki~chan, and Aya~chan! Poor Aya~chan just can’t sell her doujin..! Waa~~! But she really is cute after putting on some costumes.. Haha! Kawaii~~!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid14"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Haruhi is super cute! Haha! This series is one of my favorites, and it is one of the series that has great art! Haha! Is HaruhixKyon a love team? Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid15"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Detectice Conan.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Detective Conan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Also called Metantei Conan. Aaah, breathtaking fiction. A braintwisting series. Mouri~san wouldn’t be famous because of Shinichi by the way! Haha! I wish Ran would know that Conan is Shinichi, though.. ^_^.. haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid16"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Naruto Shippuuden"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naruto Shippuuden&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;The second part of Naruto, where Naruto is now 15 years old. Haha! Just a comment on the characters. Sakura now looks fatter, her hair is uglier, and her forehead seems to be a little larger. Oh, man. On Naruto, well, I think he looks better when he was a kid, the strand of long hair above his forehead protector just made him look like a gay. Well, on Sasuke, I think his appearance when he was a little is more better than now. He looks like a gay with long hair! Haha! I’m so sorry Naruto fans, but that’s what I’ve observed.. hehe &lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Arial; mso-hansi-font-family: Arial; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Although, the storyline remains as impressive as ever. Good work, Kishimoto~sensei!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid17"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Eyeshield 21.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Eyeshield 21&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Poor Sena. He always remains as an errand boy. Boy, what a man. Haha!? What’s that? Haha! And he is being blackmailed by Hiruma. Poor boy only got his sister! Haha! But he was impressive, by the way, Eyeshield 21 really is fast! Haha! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid18"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="One Piece.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;One Piece&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Ok, Luffy~san, are we there on the Grand Line yet? Even though the art is not that quite impressive, the storyline remains as impressive as ever. Haha! And so funny too! Bwahaha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid19"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Rurouni Kenshin.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Rurouni Kenshin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Haha! Kenshin is soo impressive! The great Battousai really has skills! Hahah! But I think Tomoe is better than Kaoru.. haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid20"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Death Note.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Death Note&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Impressive series. Or so I can say. Haha! This series has a brain-twisting plot, and L is really cool! And I like the L vs. Light rivalry! Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid21"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Bleach.."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Bleach&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;One of my favorite series. Waa~~! I love this series so much, and I can’t help myself from replaying almost all of the episodes, especially the Karakura Arc, Soul Society Arc, and other Ichiruki moments! Waa! It is really cute! I hope Ichigo and Rukia will get a reunion sooner or later and Orihime will see it, feeling ashamed of herself, sad, disappointed, and hurt. And I hope that she’ll realize that Ichigo and Rukia are for each other! Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid22"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Law of Ueki"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Law of Ueki&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Ueki is really impressive! And I want to keep all of his sacred treasures for myself! Haha! And I think Ueki has a pair, the girl with blue hair. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;(Forgot her name!)&lt;/i&gt; And you’re kind, Ueki~kun. Even in the Black zye, you wrote “The talent to make friends”. Haha! So much for friendship. Haha!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid23"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="D. Gray Man"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;D. Gray Man&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Allen is really a kid! But I think he is really cool! D.Gray Man is really cool and interesting! Waa~~! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Ok. That’s all for today. I’m starting to get lazy again. Haha! BTW,these are just some of the anime and manga series that I want to rant about. Haha! Oh, well. 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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:2318</id>
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    <title>Bleach Episode 152 and the Movie 2 Sneak Preview.  My rant.</title>
    <published>2007-12-18T07:46:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-18T07:46:34Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Hikari no Rock -</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;Haah! Aww~! Ichigo! You’re so kind! &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;I mean, letting your foe be healed after you fight! That’s so kind of you~! Well, I already know what will happen in there, because I read the manga. Haha! But what I am happy about is the sneak previews of the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; Bleach Movie: The Diamond Dust Rebellion. Aww~~. Haha! ITS SO FRIGGIN COOL. Haah! I’m going to watch it again after this. ^_^ haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;After Dark, the Opening Song:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;Rangiku looks so disappointed. I wonder why? Maybe it’s because Yama-jii accused Hitsugaya as a traitor, even though he isn’t. Aww~~~! How cruel! And why did Ichigo and Hitsugaya have to fight? And why does Ichigo ask Hitsugaya if he really is a traitor? Aww~! How sad! And there is a scene where Rukia and Renji are in the Kurosaki residence. Haha! And there is also a scene where Rukia tried to convince Ichigo about something, and that suddenly saddened him. Hmm. What the heck can that be?? Haha! And Hitsugaya really fought with Soul Society, hasn’t he? Aww~~ how sad. But I love the swordplays. Haha! Ichigo will use his Bankai again. Oh man. Haha! And the scene where Hitsugaya was dying? Is it true? He’ll never die! He won’t! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;Tane wo Maku, the Ending Song:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;There seems to be a festival going on Soul Society. And Ichigo and the others are looking for something. Or is it? And about the Hitsugaya traitor issue, Rangiku asked for help to Renji and Rukia, expecting also for Ichigo’s help. Aww~~! How touching it is, Rangiku~san! And Hitsugaya’s past was shown here too. And what the heck did Hitsugaya do in front of Ichigo’s house? Hmm.. how controversial.. hehe! XD And I think “Memories in the Rain” (Ichigo’s) is shown in here too. Haah! And it is really touching when the Kurosaki family welcomed Ichigo. Aww~! And he looked really hurt in the last couple of scenes.. wonder why? Haah! Is there a bit of IchiRuki interaction in there? Hmmm.. can’t wait to see it.. haha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;I can’t wait for the movie. I wish the DVD will be released early so that I can watch the movie earlier too. Aww~~! Haha! Bleach: Horitsu no Hyourinmaru (Diamond Dust Rebellion), wait for me! Haha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;**I’m currently listening to the movie’s official soundtrack, Hikari no Rock… haha! Lalala..lalala..la….la!**&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:2120</id>
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    <title>Bleach -15 Special. My rant.</title>
    <published>2007-12-18T07:36:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-18T07:36:55Z</updated>
    <category term="rangiku"/>
    <category term="hitsugaya"/>
    <category term="bleach"/>
    <category term="kubo tite"/>
    <category term="manga"/>
    <lj:music>Lucky - Parokya ni Edgar</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;Aww, I didn’t know that Hitsugaya lived a real sad life. And I think that Hinamori really is important to him. Right, bedwetter Momo? Haha! I pity you, Toushirou-kun. I didn’t know your sufferings very well. Aww, he’s so sweet. It may not be seen, but it is seen that Hitsugaya really is a loving, understanding and caring little boy. And powerful too. Hyourinmaru talked to him in his dreams, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;I also can’t believe that Rangiku and Hitsugaya met before. Haha! Start for a sweet partnership, isn’t it? And who could’ve think that the Rukongai boy would be a captain in such a young age, ascending even before Matsumoto and Momo. Haah! You’re really cool, Hitsugaya~kun! Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;BTW, how come that Hitsugaya was being isolated from everyone else? Why is everbody scared of him? He isn’t a monster. He’s just a kid. So what if he had silver hair? There are people with yellow hair, with orange hair, with pink hair. Ichimaru and Ukitake had silver hair too. What’s the big deal? I don’t see any reason on why he should not be treated fairly. And it is not also that his heart is like of ice that people may seem to hate him. Aww. I think you really are hurt, Hitsugaya~kun. So deeply hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;Rangiku seems to be letting her breasts out from that time. Hehe. No change about her. Haha! And Hitsugaya’s granny really is understanding! And Hitsugaya and Matsumoto really are funny when they are together! Aww~~! Haha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;I can’t wait for the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; Bleach movie, the Diamond Dust Rebellion on December 22. I really am excited. Haha! And this movie seems to have some connection to the original storyline of Bleach. Aww~! Haha! And I miss Ichiruki! I wish there still would be some ichiruki interaction on the movie. And on the sneak preview on Episode 152, I don’t like Orihime to sit beside Ichigo. I want Rukia to be in there instead. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;*being mean*&lt;/i&gt; haha! I’m really looking forward for more BLEACH next week. And to the fight of Mayuri vs. Zael. Haha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:2031</id>
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    <title>Naruto Shippuuden Manga Chapter 382 Rant:</title>
    <published>2007-12-18T07:25:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-18T07:25:58Z</updated>
    <category term="anime"/>
    <category term="naruto"/>
    <category term="shueisha"/>
    <category term="masashi kishimoto"/>
    <category term="japan"/>
    <category term="manga"/>
    <lj:music>Sen no Yoru wo Koete - Aqua Timez</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;As for me, it would be a short rant. I don’t have anything much to say in this chapter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;I’m so happy! Jiraiya~sensei didn’t die! I know he wouldn’t die! I really know that! I even argued with my friends when they said that Jiraiya is dead. He isn’t dead! Well, he died for a couple of seconds, but it was his determination to live and Naruto were the ones who helped him to be back again. He was still very alive and kicking. Haha. And the name “Naruto” was only a random name that is said to be thought while Jiraiya was eating ramen? Awesome! And Minato and Kushina are such a darling couple! They both look good! (Although not so good, the art in Naruto was not that beautiful. Haha! Sorry, Kishimoto~sensei!) And who really is Pain? And is Naruto really the destined child that the old sage was talking about? Is it? Well, maybe he is. He is the Jinchuuriki, he is powerful, and is the son of a former Hokage. And don’t ever forget his hero status :P hehe. He’s the hero, and without him, there will be no Naruto. Haha! I also couldn’t believe that Kushina was a tomboy before, I mean, she’s too girlish now, and too much pretty. And she really has long hair. Naruto really resembled like his father, Minato, but Naruto looks like an idiot. He’s a petty little asshole that now has crazy powers. Hey! Don’t think ill of me! I like Naruto! He’s one great ninja! Yeah right. Haha! And back on 301, Sasuke meets Itachi again. What happened? And how will Tsunade react when she learns the things that happened to Jiraiya? And will Jiraiya live? Who really is Pain? And what happened to Naruto? I can’t wait for chapter 383. Haha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kurasuchi:1677</id>
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    <title>ICHIRUKI VS. ICHIHIME/ICHIORI: war on the loose?</title>
    <published>2007-12-18T07:20:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-18T07:20:13Z</updated>
    <category term="ichiruki"/>
    <category term="kurasuchi"/>
    <category term="bleach"/>
    <category term="orihime"/>
    <category term="rukia"/>
    <category term="kubo tite"/>
    <category term="ichigo"/>
    <category term="japan"/>
    <lj:music>Hikari no Rock - Diamond Dust Rebellion Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;Many Bleach fans today are mostly IchiRuki or IchiHime. Or some on the other pairings. On this article, I’ll mainly talk about the two of the most famous parings on Bleach World today, the ICHIGOxRUKIA and ICHIGOxORIHIME, or simply, IchiRuki or IchiHime/IchiOri. Let’s discuss the sides of the two variables.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Ichigo loves Rukia. Rukia loves Ichigo. Or is it?"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ichigo loves Rukia. Rukia loves Ichigo. Or is it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;This is the IchiRuki part. Honestly, I’m an IchiRuki fan, and I hate IchiHime. I just hate that pairing. But I should stop. I have my own at the latter part of this article. Haha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;IchiRuki is love. That is what many Ichiruki fans might say. They go on forums, create articles, and create fan fictions just to defend their own beliefs. It’s a matter of taste and choice. Haha! On the Ichigo love Rukia pairing, it is said that it is most likely to happen, due to the occurrence of evidence, they believed that it is the proof to the success of the paring. Some of the evidences that they say are:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;1.) They understand each other.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;2.) They NEED each other. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;3.) Ichigo needs Rukia for him to go back to his senses, and Rukia needs Ichigo most in her times of trouble.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;4.) They look cute when they are together.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;5.) The symbolisms that tie Ichigo more to Rukia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;6.) They both have their own “Memories in the Rain”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;7.) Ichigo shows his full attention to Rukia and is overprotective especially when it comes to her safety.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;8.) Rukia understands Ichigo, and doesn’t want him to get hurt, nor shoulder everything under his arms.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;9.) They know each other more.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;10.) Both of them can best succeed when they are together.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;11.) Ichigo and Rukia shows a perfect illustration of Yin and Yang.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;~~There are many more evidences about it, but my laziness prevailed and got me cornered, that I decided to cut it. Well, if you look in the forums about Bleach Love teams, you can see more about the evidences. Haha! And look also at the livejournal accounts of Ichiruki fans. You can see more in there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Orihime loves Ichigo. Does Ichigo love her back?"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orihime loves Ichigo. Does Ichigo love Orihime back?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;Now, for the IchiOri site. Let’s just say I’m an Ichihime fan (even if I’m not..) and I wanted to prove the existence of the IchigoxOrihime pairing. It’s just that. Let’s start by the following reasons:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;1.) Orihime is prettier than Rukia and she obviously has bigger breasts than her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;2.) Orihime is honest with her feelings.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;3.) Ichigo shows his care for her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;4.) Ichigo and Orihime are totally ROMANTIC.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;5.) They look sweet when they are together.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;6.) The evident predictions that make IchiOri possible.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;Bah, I can’t think of any more evidences. It’s really true that Orihime loves Ichigo, and is really honest with her feelings. But Ichigo isn’t the type who will say his real feelings that easily. Instead of words, he shows it through his actions, where if you look closely, clearly shows his love for Rukia. It’s just like that. So I don’t like it when people start bashing Rukia. It isn’t because that she’s a tomboyish type means that her heart is not of a girl’s and is not a real girl in life and cannot fall in love. Does Ichigo love Orihime? I don’t think so. I really don’t think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="My take. Don't care. Hope so."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;My take. Don’t care. Hope so.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;,&amp;#39;sans-serif&amp;#39;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;As for me, I’ll choose Ichiruki. As I’ve said earlier, Ichiruki might possibly happen. Take note that Ichigo and Rukia shows their love for in each other in their actions, not only in their words. I’ll give you all some of the Ichiruki times and its meanings on the future. As for now, I’ll stop ranting and head straight to bed. I still have classes tomorrow. Haha. Or maybe I’ll do my manga for a while. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;“The rain drags &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;Black Sun &lt;/b&gt;down, but the rain dried by &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;White Moon&lt;/b&gt;…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;“The sun that locks heaven, the moon that eclipses the night.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;~The death and the strawberry: the deathberry~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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