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    <title>Writer's Block: Left Behind</title>
    <published>2009-01-31T12:38:06Z</published>
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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;What do you want done with your body after you die?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_crunch_crunch' lj:user='crunch_crunch' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://crunch-crunch.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://crunch-crunch.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;crunch_crunch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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=762'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=762"&gt;View 502 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;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crimated and brought to space.</content>
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    <title>Shiawase Day 8</title>
    <published>2009-01-18T10:21:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-18T10:21:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The rules are that for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 days&lt;/span&gt; you have to post &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;something that made you happy that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Tag 8 people to do the same.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do this if you want. I tag anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From mariel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;8th happy day would be last friday, January 16. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;1. BESWAN goes to CENTERSTAGE!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Angge's singing, which is sometimes out-of-tune&amp;nbsp; with "papiyok-piyok pa"... hehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. mga kwentong buhay, trabaho at pag-ibig. &lt;br&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:17768</id>
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    <title>What is Oh-chan's latest project?</title>
    <published>2009-01-03T15:40:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Interested? Very much. Looks cute.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; </content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:17582</id>
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    <title>Review: Auction House (Korean drama, 2007)</title>
    <published>2008-12-16T01:55:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-16T01:55:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://govindathetortoise.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SUb8awoKCp0AAEa6Oqw1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.govindathetortoise.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SUb8awoKCp0AAEa6Oqw1/auc3-009.jpg?et=oJfwuErkOt3yzR7cFYM5wg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Auction House (Korean drama, 2007)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I snatched this photo from &lt;a href="http://www.dramabeans.com"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;. This sunflower mural was the focus of Auction House's 3rd episode telling the desperate&amp;nbsp;story of two generations of orphan siblings. It&amp;nbsp;has a light bittersweet theme with a few heavy dramatic emphasis. Of course, I cried.&amp;nbsp; I particularly liked this&amp;nbsp;lot because the&amp;nbsp;painting is amazing, the child actors are great, and I proved myself wrong about the plot and storytelling.&amp;nbsp;Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I gained respect and admiration for this drama because the&amp;nbsp;technique is different. Every episode is curious and slightly unpredictable. It is interesting that I can compare it to an American tv series.&amp;nbsp;I haven't read any review&amp;nbsp;or synopsis&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;this drama but&amp;nbsp;I know it would&amp;nbsp;explain something extra or some&amp;nbsp;different tv magic, format or technique to which it achieved such seeming&amp;nbsp;Holywood feel.&amp;nbsp; Although I doubt that this 2007&amp;nbsp;12-episode series has garnered popular standing in Korea because it does not&amp;nbsp;give a solid love,&amp;nbsp;domestic, or horror theme, I would give it 4 stars out of 5 for capturing&amp;nbsp;the unpretentious human character&amp;nbsp;shown&amp;nbsp;by the people involved in auctions and, those in the art business--there is genuine art appreciation, valuing, greed, pride, envy, betrayal, longing, fear, superstition,&amp;nbsp;desire, fame, love, ambition, so on. I wouldn't know all of these exactly but&amp;nbsp;now I seem to have an idea.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Simply put, this drama is about a group of people who runs an auction house&amp;nbsp;that sells prized paintings, artworks and, as it seems, anything that would be worth selling. Every episode tells a different story; has an unconventional but sometimes protracted plot&amp;nbsp;(works for me though);&amp;nbsp;good actors; without an expected love story ending (I guess...); and it involves art, art world people and auction people, which is very new to me and was slightly shocked by the system&amp;nbsp;or relationship showed prevalent in the story although&amp;nbsp;it is not particularly without sense. (It just goes to show that I still believe in the "poor" or "starving"&amp;nbsp;artist concept of society.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Watch it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dramabeans.com/tag/auction-house/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Classroom rumble: What would be your weapon of choice?</title>
    <published>2008-12-04T11:52:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-04T11:52:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;A mop.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'd like to share one of my recurring dreams while I still remember it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So there I was standing in one of those scary narrow hallways I'm used to&amp;nbsp;seeing as verdant locations of those not so scary japanese highschool doramas/movies/animes. All pumped and angry with that grotesque-looking face gang leaders have. I seem to be leading a bunch high school boys all ready to fight behind my back. We spotted a couple who are rather oblivious in our presence at first startled when they saw and which looked like they were hiding something. The girl wore a glamorous 80's-ish gown matching with a white fur shawl, really&amp;nbsp;thick make up and stripper&amp;nbsp;red lipstick; while the boy, on her arm, was&amp;nbsp;in a sleek dark blue tux&amp;nbsp;reflecting the full moon's shine on his hair. Anyways, we scared them and they tried to&amp;nbsp;run away. I was thinking or shouting something like,"Where did you hid her?" They have done something against me or my gang. Not really sure what it was.&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;girl said some insulting words to me and did something on my face, while her boyfriend was being beaten up by the boys. Of course,&amp;nbsp;a gang leader would not let anyone bully him/her&amp;nbsp;just like that so the girl ended up&amp;nbsp;on the floor&amp;nbsp;with a bloody face just&amp;nbsp;more recornizable than her boyfriend's. The boy easily gave their hostage's liar,&amp;nbsp;the rooftop.&amp;nbsp;I ordered some boys to go up, the other boys scatter around that floor.&amp;nbsp;We heard&amp;nbsp;people who were rather noisy coming from downstairs. The couple we just beat up escaped and we're now getting ready to party. It was interesting. I hid behind a classroom's door.&amp;nbsp;It became really quiet. I had a moment to&amp;nbsp;peep outside through the door but the door was slammed open I slipped to the outside hallway completely unarmed.&amp;nbsp;My&amp;nbsp;challenger, a little&amp;nbsp;but definitely tough girl tried to smash my face with the baseball bat she was swinging around. I turned to the side and hurriedly found a weapon. Not a&amp;nbsp;very one indeed but it knocked her off. I pulled her inside the room and locked her in. Then, I was just standing seemingly&amp;nbsp;admiring&amp;nbsp;the wonders of my weapon: a dingy ordinary mop. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There&amp;nbsp;is one thing I left out&amp;nbsp;telling this dream...&amp;nbsp;the person I was trying to save and what happened to her. That is, I honestly don't know although I have another dream related to this one that may give a hint.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I hate that I don't love you so</title>
    <published>2008-11-14T14:35:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-14T14:35:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Currently, I'm crushing over some korean actor minus the acting skills. Haha. The drama was terribly addictive while it last but, once it's over (maybe even 2 episodes before the screen returned to the menu), the high is particularly heavy and&amp;nbsp;difficult to sustain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;that I could have a&amp;nbsp;developed a very "very" low tolerance to overly mushy and&amp;nbsp;somewhat thoughtless romantic scenes. I've been thinking how I could have been infected with such disgust now when I've been watching&amp;nbsp;asian dramas,&amp;nbsp;of all sorts, throughout my&amp;nbsp;life. I&amp;nbsp;love&amp;nbsp;the extremely exaggerated expressions, the dragging stories, from the light and predictable to the gross and&amp;nbsp;psychotic; I am fond with how asian actors differ in their&amp;nbsp;acting ranges&amp;nbsp;but, this is the first time that I'm just awed with the predictability, and how one light romantic drama/comedy could have&amp;nbsp;dragged to 4 more episodes when it could&amp;nbsp;have ended on the 12th.&amp;nbsp;I would have kept my silence if the actors could have picked up the story and tried to act it. I've liked and hated some dramas before but this is one monumental day to write about something I hate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It would seem&amp;nbsp;totally cowardly though&amp;nbsp;but, it won't be fair to name names. I'm the only one thinking&amp;nbsp;and feeling this so let me suffer on my own shameful reactions to a typical drama that anyone could have slightly liked. Good luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Panaginip</title>
    <published>2008-10-16T15:47:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-16T15:47:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;When I got home on Thursday, I was almost soaked wet with the heavy downpour of rain. I had to walk home because I cannot find a ride and there was heavy traffic at Quirino Avenue. Luckily, I remembered to get my umbrella at the 11th floor and my synthetic slip ons under the last pb's ws where I had my last day of unsup. In any case, majority of my being is &lt;u&gt;dry&lt;/u&gt;. This is the part I've written last Sept 28. Then, I will continue...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The point being that I had a dream about my gradeschool classmate and friend, Ronel. It was the one lasting memory I had of him and it was weird being able to remember any dreams that night because I was generally tired. I dreamt how he acted while we were fetching him from his house one day for one of those class practices. I was with some of our other classmates. We entered passed their gate to their front door. He was apparently not in the house because when we entered there he was&amp;nbsp;just about to go inside too. He seemed really quiet at home compared how "kulit" and playful he can be at school. This was the time I realized that he might be having some problems with his family. He was not abused or anything like that I know of. I wish I could still see and be friends with people from my childhood. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's frustrating that&amp;nbsp;I could only be with a few people I really know and cared about eveyday. Araw-araw ganun na lang palagi ang naririnig mo. Maybe I just really want to reminisce or I just inhaled a nostalgic fog after I seemed to have forced myself to adapt with everything taht is new and now;&amp;nbsp;therefore, the past seemed more appealing and safe. I don't wish to stop what I'm doing though, I just want everything else to catch up. I need some sleep. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>What I learned today...</title>
    <published>2008-10-12T16:34:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-12T16:34:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Yes. I learned something today like what any consciously existing human person should do in each and every waking day&amp;nbsp;of their lives. Simple. I&amp;nbsp;realized that I could do so much more or dream something / anything else other than studying at a decent law school or getting promoted. I&amp;nbsp;noticed that my family is no longer speaking with each other. We only talk about bills, debts and what little&amp;nbsp;income we can pool together to pay off everything. I&amp;nbsp;can now empathize with my father by somehow realizing that we both love my mother but she is just relentlessly talking/reminding us&amp;nbsp;about problems, just problems. Even&amp;nbsp;at times when we can afford to keep each other seated together at the dinner table, it is either silence or money.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes, the talk can be inserted with&amp;nbsp;the little concern about our pets health, but that's about it. &amp;nbsp;Hence, I&amp;nbsp;have decided&amp;nbsp;that I shall become a millionaire and my goal is a relaxed retirement by the age of 25.&amp;nbsp;*Good luck! $_$* I&amp;nbsp;realized that I can only think of "realize" and "learn" to&amp;nbsp;describe the results of my observation this past&amp;nbsp;week. So, here is proof that I truly&amp;nbsp;started to read up:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the few sites I've surfed in the past 20 minutes,&amp;nbsp;there are three things I learned to help me start&amp;nbsp;in achieving my retirement goal. These are: 1. THRIFT HABIT; 2. START NOW; 3.&amp;nbsp;THINK LONG-TERM.&amp;nbsp;All of the entries I've read in those personal finance&amp;nbsp;sites&amp;nbsp;say these three things. Firstly,&amp;nbsp;make savings a habit, that is, spend less or make more money than what you spend. Take a portion of your salary, which&amp;nbsp;doesn't have to be half or even&amp;nbsp;one-tenth of it, just enough so you can still pay your bills, feed yourself and a little something extra&amp;nbsp;for small luxuries. Secondly,&amp;nbsp;if you want to earn interest&amp;nbsp;or invest in liquid assets, the usual advice&amp;nbsp;is to start early, better yet, NOW.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I still don't know how&amp;nbsp;to start investing so&amp;nbsp;I don't really know anything yet. But,&amp;nbsp;I read somewhere that the best advice for amateurs in investment is not to invest in something you don't understand, so better read up first! Lastly,&amp;nbsp;having a goal or purpose,&amp;nbsp;I believe,&amp;nbsp;does not only apply in&amp;nbsp;managing one's personal finances but also, in most&amp;nbsp;aspects in life.&amp;nbsp;Left-brainers are&amp;nbsp;born with this character; they are naturally goal-oriented. Typically, men are the best stock brokers, business tycoons, and entrepreneurs because, by history and nature, they&amp;nbsp;can concentrate and stubbornly stick to their goals. This one is simple if you have the determination and the need.&amp;nbsp;If you don't think that way, you will lose to your compulsiveness and your egotistic urge to try&amp;nbsp;and keep up with a certain lifestyle you thought you are entitled to. (Is it egoism or egotistic? I believe I can use egotistic here.) To look at it in another perspective, you just buy things because of its value,&amp;nbsp;its use and purpose.&amp;nbsp; Certainly, you can buy a dress if you're in desperate need to have a new one. You may even consider it as an investment if you're trying to find work and you're going in a bunch of interviews.&amp;nbsp; However, buying a dress because it's the new fad or because it complements your favorite shoes is money, which you could have saved to spend on your future.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In conclusion, I will now declare a strict&amp;nbsp;budget per day! No coffee, chocolate and alcohol,&amp;nbsp;junkfoods,&amp;nbsp;lunch out / gimiks with friends, and no&amp;nbsp;to new shoes and bags! Since&amp;nbsp;this is now war,&amp;nbsp;I'll do anything to win! HARHAR. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;P.S. I should really&amp;nbsp;NOT plan on retiring right now but that is a good goal and it's very attractive and practical.&amp;nbsp;If&amp;nbsp;Koreans can have their early retirement in the Philippines, why can't I retire early in my&amp;nbsp;own country? Certainly out of context, I apologize. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sinong hindi mahilig sa "shake"?</title>
    <published>2008-09-15T16:20:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-15T16:20:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I've always respected how our local television channel, Abc 5 (then) or TV5 (now), has picked out foreign drama/movies/game/cartoons/anime/reality tv shows to complete their humble range of everyday entertainment, which they have courageously served to the ever diverse and hungry tastebuds of the Philippine viewing public. As I am one guilty of "shaking" my old tv habit diverting from my regular tv variety to TV5's uniquely concocted mix of Filipino produced, directed, and acted tv dramas/ shows (with slight obvious concepts borrowed from the foreign "original", I don't know which is &lt;i&gt;orig&lt;/i&gt; nowadays) with a splash of fun fun fun anime that I miss and kiddie cartoons, a pinch of news/magazine/public service programs, and added with korean/mexican/japan no dorama(s) to taste. Just to mention shows/segments that I like and critique (or bash *joke*) those I'm not too crazy about, I recalled some of them quickly in the following paragraphs:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although I initially thought that Midnight DJ is a remake, I immediately liked that mix of light drama, comedy and the hefty amount of horror and suspense, which I actually dread. Of course, I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; the animes! Anime wa saikou!!! Henge is good. But Shana is shounen. No fun. (No yaoi. *hihi* ) It being shounen has nothing to do with it being "no fun". The dubbing was awkward for me. No offense. However, everything else including Chalkworld is great! Lovin' Spongebob as always! On to korean/japanese doramas, Golden Bride was really an Asian hit but, as my liking for korean shows changes as fickle as the weather, I still don't know if I should watch it. It's about the love disease that spreads across races and borders and infects random seemingly unrelated people. It must have a nice plot. Su Jung and Waterboys will keep you seated on saturday nights infront of your tv. Love books is a great attempt to salvage primetime entertainment. I appreciate that since I just started watching NBSP starring Alex de Rossi who can really give a very subtle take on her roles but, at the same time, delivers an overwhelming warmth and reality with whoever she tries to portray.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another thing to love is there "in-between shows" hosts. I think that's a great idea. Personally, when I watch TV5 on saturdays from 4 to 11pm. These "in-between" segments hold/stick/keep together all those shows, which feed the couch potato that I am. The idea is keeping the transistion seamless like a couture dress.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On the flip side, channel 21, which seemed to have a bad signal all the time, offers a hotpot of hollywood tv/talk/reality shows such as GG, Top Model, Beauty and the Geek, One tree hill (season1 pa lang ata), Tyra, Breaking up with Shannen Doherty, Entourage, The Late Show and my favorite comedy as of 12:02am, September 16, 2008, &lt;b&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/b&gt; (Barney! *flails*). &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On the contrary, however, with what my sister thinks (that I have a colonial mentality/ that I only watch Grey's, etc. and despise Filipino dramas), I simply love Dyesebel and I love Betty La Fea. It is just that I have low tolerance with game/reality shows except for Takeshi's Castle and Game KNB?. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In brief, the point that I'm trying to arrive at is &lt;i&gt;change is beautiful&lt;/i&gt;! We don't have to always watch the same shows for 25 or 50 years. The art behind entertainment tv should not always succumb to what would sell or what hits in the US or in other countries. We can absolutely develop quality shows alongside great internationall hit dramas. I wish there would come a time in my life that I can unthinkingly choose to watch Filipino shows--and only Filipino shows, which showcase diversity, innovation, and an international flare kindled by the Filipino human condition.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chenes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>基美和もともと松本！</title>
    <published>2008-08-30T09:21:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-30T09:21:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://govindathetortoise.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLkKxwoKCp0AAGItZ3Q1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.govindathetortoise.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLkKxwoKCp0AAGItZ3Q1/meoojun-2.jpg?et=3dsgeaAzNMBzuFNekp8Gfw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;background-color: rgb(204, 102, 204);color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy Birthday, Jun-kun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; You're aging beautifully! Don't let anyone remind you that you're once this cute little boy with bucked front teeth! HAHA. Tanjoubi omedetou! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cake.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I will forever be here for you even if you do decide to create something else or do something aside from what you enjoy doing now. Labo. Anyways, がんばれ！&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);background-color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;"&gt;P.S. Credits to whoever posted this photo in Junified. Thanks! Plus, I did something for Jun in my music section. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:15616</id>
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    <title>www.imeem.com</title>
    <published>2008-08-30T08:08:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-30T08:08:04Z</updated>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:15612</id>
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    <title>Save me now!</title>
    <published>2008-08-13T15:03:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-13T15:03:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;Entra En Mi Vida - Sin Bandera&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Buenas noches,&lt;br&gt; Mucho gusto,&lt;br&gt; Eras una chica mas.&lt;br&gt; Despues de cinco minutos ya eras alguien especial.&lt;br&gt; Sin hablarme,&lt;br&gt; Sin tocarme,&lt;br&gt; Algo dentro se encendio.&lt;br&gt; En tus ojos se hacia tarde y me olvidaba del reloj.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Estos das a tu lado me enseñaron que en verdad&lt;br&gt; No hay tiempo determinado para comenzar al amar.&lt;br&gt; Siento algo tan profundo que no tiene explicacion,&lt;br&gt; No hay razon ni logica en mi corazon.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Entra en mi vida,&lt;br&gt; Te abro la puerta.&lt;br&gt; Se que en tus brazos ya no hablar noches desiertas.&lt;br&gt; Entra en mi vida,&lt;br&gt; Yo te lo ruego.&lt;br&gt; Te comencer por &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;extrañar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;,&lt;br&gt; Pero empeciar a necesitarte luego.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buenas noches,&lt;br&gt; Mucho gusto,&lt;br&gt; Ya no existe nadie mas.&lt;br&gt; Despues de este tiempo juntos,&lt;br&gt; No puedo volver atras.&lt;br&gt; Tu me hablaste,&lt;br&gt; Me tocaste y te volviste mi ilusion.&lt;br&gt; Quiero que seas dueña de mi corazon.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;Entra en mi vida,&lt;br&gt; Te abro la puerta.&lt;br&gt; Se que en tus brazos ya no hablar noches desiertas.&lt;br&gt; Entra en mi vida,&lt;br&gt; Yo te lo ruego.&lt;br&gt; Te comencer por &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;extrañar&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;,&lt;br&gt; Pero empeciar a necesitarte luego.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Entra en mis horas,&lt;br&gt; Salvame ahora,&lt;br&gt; Abre tus brazos fuerte y djame entrar.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;Entra en mi vida,&lt;br&gt; Te abro la puerta.&lt;br&gt; se que en tus brazos ya no hablar noches desiertas.&lt;br&gt; Entra en mi vida,&lt;br&gt; Yo te lo ruego.&lt;br&gt; Te comencer por extrañar,&lt;br&gt; Pero empeciar a necesitarte luego.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt; Te comencer por extrañar,&lt;br&gt; Pero empeciar a necesitarte luego.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;P.S. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LeRnUL9uO1o"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; Sin Bandera performing this song. Credits to the person who uploaded &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LeRnUL9uO1o"&gt;it &lt;/a&gt;in youtube. Thanks! Accordingly, I sarcastically dedicate this song to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. I never thought I'd meet a person who could lie to me as much as you have in this short span of time I've known you. Congratulations! I pray you find peace. As for the title of this post, I implore God to save me that I may not have to hurt you  or bury you deep into earth! Get out of my life! ^___^&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:15126</id>
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    <title>Sunflower (Fiction, 2006)</title>
    <published>2008-07-08T16:05:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-08T16:05:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunflower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;If there's one thing I&amp;nbsp;never said to you &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Is that I like you &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Never did we talk, that is, to say, you never did fancy a conversation with&amp;nbsp;me, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;And with&amp;nbsp;political impediments, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;I cannot hold any one of the many magical postures a girl&amp;nbsp;can do&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;To straighten my throat and give you even a cough of hint &amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;That you were dear to me.&amp;nbsp; Still&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;I am grateful, King Arthur. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" 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 face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;However, here is my true love, my&amp;nbsp;Haley and everything that he&amp;nbsp;stood for in my life &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;You are the most wonderful creation with what such pathetic&amp;nbsp;imagination I have produced&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Cheers to all the nights you've sat beside me in that dark room&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;That dingy&amp;nbsp;red sofa &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Infront of the ever static&amp;nbsp;couch box we seem&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;enjoy&amp;nbsp;watching every night &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Lighting both our faces as we bask in the darkness &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;In the escape of my thoughts and the silence of your heart &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;I've always thought that you spent living hours&amp;nbsp;with me &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Your subconcious into mine &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Wanting to be one with me. T&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;he long white spiraling staircase high right above&amp;nbsp;us&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;To another world &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Arms held out&amp;nbsp;to reach&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;We jumped high yet we dived and sank.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;And found t&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;hat path&amp;nbsp;to my Da Vincinian country &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Oh --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;The colors&amp;nbsp;like&amp;nbsp;waves!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Skies, the trees, the high grasses and bright sunflowers&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Swaying with&amp;nbsp;us more like children in a perfect world &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;There's a small boat in the calm pond and the sea above it &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Do you remember? &amp;nbsp;I asked you why are you so quiet&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;And&amp;nbsp;stared giggling oblivious&amp;nbsp;to the fisherman above&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Thousand words&amp;nbsp;raced spiraling into an infinity of white ever sinking stairs&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Because&amp;nbsp;this dreamworld &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Chance is the creator &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;But&amp;nbsp;the dream eventually end&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;The sunflower still faces her Sun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;Her Lover &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;And I, the most&amp;nbsp;coy of all&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Mimosa pudica L's &lt;/em&gt;in this world&amp;nbsp;would always fold with&amp;nbsp;your&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;One friendly touch.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" 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 face="Times New Roman" 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;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" 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 face="Times New Roman" size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:15083</id>
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    <title>After Gazillion Years...</title>
    <published>2008-04-17T13:30:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-17T13:37:45Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Last Kiss -Bonnie Pink</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I blog again. Atlast. But it won't be for long. Maybe this will be my last post and I'd never breathe livejournal air anymore. &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently (though this kind-of-life hasn't really departed away from self 01) I found a love for reading *drumrolls* mangas. Well, part of it is caused by my sis' recent trips to SM Malls with a "friend" who loves mangas and who influenced her to buy the same. Another big part of it is because of boredom. If you have got nothing to do but sit at home and read books you've already read and don't have money to buy new ones, I guess you'd do the same as I did, which is pick up your little sisters books (however, lost she may be or have tastes to buy mangas with uber weird genres beyond what I'd normally want to read). In any case, I did what I had to do. No choice. I regret saying that last statement but I've come to accept it as a matter of fact nowadays.  Then, from those mangas at home, I shifted to reading in the net, which I did before but now I tried not to think of what would interest me to read or if I can chew and digest the story. I think I became more mature with selecting the mangas. It has been fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else do I do? This month alone. There was never a weekend (as in Saturday and Sunday) that I didn't stayed over a friend's house to party or just hang. I was in one grad party to another although I didn't really throw one for myself. I'm in organizing parties now. Well, I'm putting up something grand for my barkadas in highschool. I haven't checked the restaurant though. And I detest constantly checking up on people's attendance. I could that type of person who would neither say yes or no immediately in an invite. I'd normally say, maybe I'll come. I'll definitely take that than someone who would say yes then say no on the day of the event. HAHA. I hope that person will not happen to read my blog. Only Chimi knows. Nyaha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yada yada yaders... I haven't finished that book that my prof gave me before the end of school. Sometimes it's just too much. Someone who thinks he/she is weak and good-for-nothing may find light and strength in that book but he/she can also feel frustrated and hopeless. Much is learned in reading; however, to await or make situations wherein to use such learnings is difficult. My life is uneventful.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no job? Nothing for certain. Yes. Uncertainty. Facing the wide open universe. I feel that I can get crushed with one wrong step. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I saw Janet Jackson's old music video of her song, "ROCK WITH YOU". Hindi ko akalain na ganun katindi pala ang pagsamba ni Matsujun kay Janet. "LOCK WID YU..." HAHA. I understand now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all fangirls (and fanboys) going to that little getaway/party/flailing session someone has been generously organizing, ENJOY yourselves!!! UMI SAIKOU!!! I hope I can be there with you. God knows how much I miss everyone. I'd be going to a similar getaway with my family so... just be careful and keep some souvenirs for me!!! ^___^</content>
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    <title>Weekend out-of-town</title>
    <published>2008-01-21T17:03:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-21T17:06:32Z</updated>
    <category term="daily"/>
    <lj:music>Re:member Days</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Amazingly though planned, my weekend turned out great! Not sure whether I'd be having one of those in the next few months or YEARS! Since I should be working like a ant and pay debts for a few years before I can save up for myself (of course, graduation is near), vacation would be like a writing something on water or delusional dreams of meeting matsujun that would never happen unless he's straight and unpopular. ^___~ WTF! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what we did this past day and two nights at Laguna? Nothing...the activity that I'm very eager doing; dreaming of it every single moment of my waking life.  Well, it seems like we cheated a little here and there because we did eat A LOT and drink A LOT and had SO MUCH fun! My adjectives have never been so poetic, vivid, abstract and beautiful! It's 1:12AM. Yeah. It was fun [period here] No need for a grandiose chunk of narrative for doing NOTHING, ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One interesting mental note for today: Arashi sure looks attractive even for young and old housewives.  My assertion may have gone beyond what I've experienced today but, only when a research study addressing this matter gets published, then, I SHALL edit and delete this entire paragraph from this post! XDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams~! Arashi, Arashi for dream!!! WAH.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:14541</id>
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    <title>WRAP UP!</title>
    <published>2007-12-27T16:57:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-28T09:09:27Z</updated>
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    <category term="iroiro"/>
    <lj:music>Hurry Christmas - L'arc-en-ciel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I wish I could really REALLY wrap the whole year and give it away. BUT, thinking that it might not be all pleasant or appealing, nothing extraordinary and eccentric, my year 2007 may not worth anything to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In the last days of December 2006, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_windrette' lj:user='windrette' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://windrette.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://windrette.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;windrette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_itchywurms' lj:user='itchywurms' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://itchywurms.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://itchywurms.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;itchywurms&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; spent most of our time fangirling, squealing, flailing and dreaming of Japan.  We dreamt of going to an Arashi concert in Winter 2007 (I think???). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- @ ATE CORDON BLEU's, CHAMBAYAN, we ate and chatted away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- JOHNNY's New Year Concert....so awaited to watch JUN and NINO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Year of the WILD BOAR?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I read that Kofi Annan was replaced by South Korea's Ban Ki-moon as UN Secretary General. (Why is this important to me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- POPULAR TERMS: Suicide Bombing, Global warming, OJT, Thesis, "3 months na lang!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- PYROLYMPICS!!! Yay~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- BOKUIMO *flails* *then* *evil grin* (I'm rather disappointed with the movie.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- NINO = this year's IDOL among Arashi! Otsukaresama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tony Blair resigns as British PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ms. Japan, Riyo Mori, is crowned Ms. Universe 2007 at Mexico City. *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I spent my OJT at HSBC, Fort with Jaister! ^________~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Release of Apple's iPhone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I spent my free time in crunchyroll, mysoju, junified, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And, yeah, Junified's closing down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Erap convicted of plunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Japan PM, Shinzo Abe, resigned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Myanmar buddhist monks protested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Airbus A380. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Benazir Bhutto assassinated by suicide bomber, 20 others dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- DEMI = luma-lovelife! CHOZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- BESWAN = deadkids forever! Lasingan before prelims/finals! wee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Juniors = pasaway sa sensi! jukjukjuk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- PERA (money) = problem child! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TWO WORDS = Takashi Fukuno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Social Psychology is IN action! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- wala na...manonood na kong dvd ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED (on or before December 31, 2007)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONT'D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I decided not to chase the only prof who gave me a 3! My TRAGIC FLAW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hate stockings and high heels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I sold 5,300++ pesos worth of products from that quasi-business me and my mother are doing.  I earned 700+ pesos on rebates alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I attended four (4) masses on "simbang gabi".  This is the most number of masses I attended. Yatta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My thesismates and I met and, consulted our thesis with our adviser at sbarro yesterday. It was fun!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Everyone gets to wish something on Christmas</title>
    <published>2007-11-29T13:55:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-29T14:05:38Z</updated>
    <category term="papa"/>
    <category term="public transportation"/>
    <category term="daily"/>
    <category term="tanjoubi"/>
    <lj:music>Days by Flow</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My father's birthday tomorrow. Happy Birthday Pa! Yey~! That's about my Christmas wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public Transportation. Bow. It's raining. The street was congested and the vehicles were hardly moving an inch.  I waited patiently. I prayed for strength that I may survive this and get safely home.  I'm so tired and every inch of me seemed to scream of pain. I need to get home.  SO I rode this bus bound for Cavite City.  I hoped to get a seat. NO. So I stood there with the rest shoved into the end of the aisle by the conductor squeezing in like sardines. I asked the conductor as calmly as I can: "Where do you want me?" And like he didn't get my pissed tone and my "leave me alone" look, he still pushed me to stand feebly on that tight space. Without giving me a second to find stability, he handed out his hand to get my fare. I scrambled inside my bag to find my wallet.  I even dropped it after pulling it out my bag. The ten pesos (PHP 10) I paid to get to school this morning riding the bus doubled riding this bus home. My fare was 22 pesos (PHP 22). I don't get it!?! Horrible. It wasn't even close to also "doubling" the comfort I got from the airconditioned bus this morning. I hate this bus. The conductor constinued on his hellish job of bossing people to squeeze into the back of the bus.  When it was time to ride off, I couldn't even make a step towards the door because people were piled infront of me. And it felt as if the driver and conductor even resented having to stop to let me off. Why should they be the ones getting angry? I don't have a very long patience, I just felt weak and alone. Pathetic.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:14078</id>
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    <title>teh bum layf</title>
    <published>2007-10-18T09:12:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-18T09:12:40Z</updated>
    <category term="daily"/>
    <lj:music>whirrr</lj:music>
    <content type="html">'tis it is thursday a week of my sembreak has already been comsummated with random useless and should i say unproductive activities i rediscovered my love for downloading and watching movies i think i didn't really loose it but now it has become the only thing i do all day besides sleeping waking up chatting making random conversations with my mom watching dramas and eat bulaga on tv pondering still pondering unconsciously using "..." to end every sentence all the time i feel that i need to write something more to support a sentence but instead i just write "..." and think "let him think what i meant with that" it sucks but now i think i just do that because i honestly don't know what to say anymore maybe i don't want other people to think i'm empty that i don't really suffer much but i don't enjoy either that belonging to neither contrast reduced my feelings to a thin line that separates happy and sad love and hate who said there's really a gray area what is pity is it sadness or disdain we don't really know what will happen in the future ne i am afraid someone said every action starts with a step how inconvenient it is to step on a land mine and when you only got one leg how would you suppose to get there unless you crawl or hop maybe it's easier to step on a stronger land mine and let the explosion fly you there trajectory physics and a lot of guts or stupidity team rocket style</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:13591</id>
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    <title>Finals Week</title>
    <published>2007-10-08T04:47:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-18T08:03:08Z</updated>
    <category term="beswan"/>
    <category term="daily"/>
    <category term="sembreak"/>
    <lj:music>Thank you- Dido</lj:music>
    <content type="html">To sum it up, here's &lt;a href="http://www.bonnietyler.com/lyrics/eclipse.html"&gt;Bonnie Tyler's Total Eclipse of the Heart&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Once upon a time I was falling in love&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm only falling apart&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was light in my life&lt;br /&gt;But now there's only love in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can say&lt;br /&gt;A total eclipse of the heart..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, "the" thesis is done and graded with one bold reddish &lt;b&gt;96%&lt;/b&gt;!!! YAY~! Apart from that, I've only got 3 exams to take this week! I'm so excited to end this week and start the last sembreak of my college life! WOOT!!! To start the week, some of my blockmates and those from the other class, and I went to eat &lt;i&gt;isaw&lt;/i&gt;. Later that Saturday night, nine of my blockmates and I drank at 1611! Geesh~! I never thought we'll all get drunk from 4 rounds of beer.  My head spun like I've been jumping on a trampoline and, then, slipped!  Ouch.  I was red all over when I woke up the day after.  Allergies to... ALCOHOL! Who would think that I'm an offspring of a notorious alcoholic!?!  If I could only describe the look on my father's face when I told him I got drunk last night! Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;Now, Sunday. Pacquiao won.  Like no one guessed it right. HAHA. I wished I took Reagan's bet on Barrera.  I need money! &lt;br /&gt;Today. Monday.  We are to embark on one apparently irrelevant exam on IS.  Hope we all survive! Ganbaremashou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay~! Successfully finished all the exams.  Remember the night at 1611? Well, it seemed that all happiness and the party-ing would soon get offset by a lost calculator. Hehe. I lost my cellphone last week at QUIAPO and now I seemed to have lost my calculator at 1611!!! OK lang...for now. Unfornately, we have Compensation and Benefits next sem. What should I do?  Still not sure if we'd be needing to compute, that is, if I need to buy a new calculator.  This is silly-blogging about a lost calculator. HAHA Anyways, the last day of exams, which was Thursday. We had Taxation finals.  And the whole class have been more excited looking forward to the "inuman" that's going to happen later care of Tine who will be celebrating her birthday on the 13th so she's going to buy the beer. Woot!  The test was quickly done and scored sadly. AND like any test, some go out of the room happy and confident while some are sad, teary-eyed and GHOSTLY...hehe. *wink* I hope we can all laugh about that now.  I'm writing it down because I want to remember.  So, after the whole thing, we got lost and we did not really know where to party. We rode a jeep to Reagan's house and we did end up getting drunk at Reagan's. Well, atleast they did get drunk.  I only took two shots of rhum cola from the ever-reliable Angge. One mistake I made in college: I told everyone I'm allergic to alcohol.  Someone got really protective. Damn it! Thanks, anyways! I just chose to hang out with Juz and Rosa at the porch. Juz almost finished smoking his 2nd pack of cigarettes when we left. Rosa apparently tried hard to stay aways from drinking. LOL. It was fun nonetheless.</content>
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    <title>Empty words</title>
    <published>2007-09-17T15:48:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-17T15:49:51Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>some tv news</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hate you. &lt;br /&gt;Careless, stubborn and cold.&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. &lt;br /&gt;I asked you to wait.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:13138</id>
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    <title>How nostalgic ne~</title>
    <published>2007-09-01T17:26:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-01T17:34:20Z</updated>
    <category term="daily"/>
    <lj:music>because of you- Ne-yo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;"Our generation has a lot of bad things said about it. So seeing my classmates working hard everyday so happily was&lt;br /&gt;an extremely happy feeling. I thought, class reunions are a great thing. But then, what everyone told me was [Your own&lt;br /&gt;situation hasn't changed ne] (laughs). I returned with [There's no need to change]. That's how I seem to be (laughs)." -Matsumoto Jun from his 10,000-word interview&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is an interesting day. I think. I went home from a very long and nostalgic conversation with &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_windrette' lj:user='windrette' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://windrette.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://windrette.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;windrette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and a blockmate at Chowking. I had &lt;i&gt;halo-halo&lt;/i&gt;.  WE haven't eaten there for a long time so we thought we should somehow eat there even before we graduate.  This is the day!  We apparently ate there some other time in the past just the three of us and stayed and talked as much we want.  BUT, today, we did get kicked out of the store for staying until 9. We got nothing else to do from 5:30 to 9pm.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fitting it is to talk about high school when you're about to graduate from college.  I wish someone organizes a class reunion for 3-A.  HAHA. It won't be so bad if people from the other section come too. Those times were really emotional, vibrant and youthful! Zenzen saikou!!! Yes. I was coy and dorky (still am).  Was never assertive, deviant or even cute.  I feel that I did not really change much after four years in college but I am very curious with how my friends have changed and grown (metamorphosis, ne? LOL.).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College hasn't sharpen most of my dull edges but I can still cut like any knife. I hope that is enough to say that I changed but is there really a need to change? Maybe it is a good thing if you're in a good situation in the first place but changing for the better may find its benefits from achievement of goals, motivation and, basically, competition.  I found all these in high school but college pampered me to a fat cat I am now. ME-OW. Is it possible to regress when you get to college? I mean change for the worse. DANG! Yes, ofcourse! When I graduated in gradeschool, I've already planned what I'm going to do for college-I'll apply to UP, finish a degree, then apply to law school.  I'm going to be a lawyer like my mother.  I did not have any contingency plan, not even a plan for highschool to begin with.  So I thrashed high school and I failed at UP.  I think I lost my youth.  I'm happy but that is only because I know how it is to be very depressed.  And being in the state of happiness is but a choice and not a condition.  Why am I suddenly depressed talking about high school and my youth?  Thinking about it triggers every emotion that I thought I'd never feel again.  It's as if I am brought to life again.  Something turned on the freakin' switch. la~ I don't know what else to think.    &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:12847</id>
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    <title>Otanjoubi omedetou, Jun-kun!!!</title>
    <published>2007-08-29T15:30:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-01T17:24:46Z</updated>
    <category term="tanjoubi"/>
    <category term="matsujun"/>
    <lj:music>Yabai 3X</lj:music>
    <content type="html">YAY~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only been a fan for more than a year but I never thought you'd grew from this cute little &lt;del&gt;girl&lt;/del&gt; boy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e57/kemakemu/boys_upload060807/chinajunmk7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e57/kemakemu/JunBaby.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this sexy &lt;del&gt;spicegirl&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt;pinkspice&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt;boho&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt;fortuneteller?&lt;/del&gt; idol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIVA MYSELF! (^__^)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e57/kemakemu/boys/pinkurenja.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="8" color="purple"&gt;MATSUJUN SAIKOU! Otsukaresama! Ganbatte, ne!?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREDITS TO EVERYONE WHO POSTED THESE PHOTOS AT lj communities (arashi_daily, jun_daily) and at the matsumotojun[dot]net. I honestly don't know where I got them.  Thank you very much!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Trading Spaces</title>
    <published>2007-08-22T07:43:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-22T07:43:02Z</updated>
    <category term="another person"/>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
    <lj:music>ARASHI-We can make it</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If you could be another person for a day, who would it be and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS A GREAT IDEA IF YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING INTERESTING GOING ON IN YOUR LIFE.  Well, this is like answering a Miss Universe Pageant question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aherm.... First, if I could be another person for a day, I'd want that day would be on August 30 at exactly 12am until 12am of August 31.  Next, I wish to be Arashi no Matsumoto Jun.  HAHA.  AND, then, I'd celebrate my birthday like there is NO tomorrow and NO credit card limit! YAY~! Lastly, I'd kiss Sho Sakurai hard on the lips at precisely 11:45pm to 12midnight, August 31.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE BREAKING A SPELL!&lt;br /&gt;Ne? Cinderella?!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:12378</id>
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    <title>happiness</title>
    <published>2007-07-26T11:19:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-26T11:19:44Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Yabai Yabai Yabai!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'll let the quiz speak for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this once and who did I get? ^_______^ *extreme happiness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;_height:250px; min-height:250px; background-color:rgb(216,233,237); text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); height:4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" style="float: left" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); padding: 0pt 0pt 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;span style="font-size:12px; color:rgb(255,255,255); padding:3px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Arashi member are you compatible with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;div style="padding:5px; text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:Arial; background-color:rgb(216,233,237);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v700/Ayisse/quizjun.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations!!!You and Matsumoto Jun have gotten married and are now on your way to a special Italian Honeymoon in the Amalfie Coast with nothing but good yummy pasta and beautiful beach shorelines to fill your hearts with romance and passion!!&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color:rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/ayisse/quizzes/Which+Arashi+member+are+you+compatible+with%3F"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding:2px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/ayisse/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=4399759"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_chaqueta:12123</id>
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    <title>One Funny Post before leaving home</title>
    <published>2007-07-15T06:10:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-15T06:10:13Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Yay! I laughed so hard when I read Matsujun's sexy name! XDDDD Suge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/heart-m-MATSUJUN.png" width="240" height="180" alt="Marvelous Adonis Tirelessly Supplying Unrestrained Joy and Unbridled Necking" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Get Your Sexy Name&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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