<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385</id><updated>2011-08-22T21:38:20.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Me  ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>Always remember that 'Life is too short, be appreciate'</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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/&gt;some in common but, we share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might beautiful&lt;br /&gt;but you're rude person&lt;br /&gt;and I might not beautiful&lt;br /&gt;but I'm manner person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we talked&lt;br /&gt;Every word that I said&lt;br /&gt;Must wrong and you&lt;br /&gt;Always the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has passed&lt;br /&gt;People has changes&lt;br /&gt;We all do&lt;br /&gt;And every word you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like knife cuts into my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel or see that I am&lt;br /&gt;Actually fragile than you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might say some things you don't like&lt;br /&gt;But, you are stronger than me.&lt;br /&gt;And one thing I hate is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You as I called you&lt;br /&gt;My Best Friend Forever&lt;br /&gt;You calls me 'Fat' to people&lt;br /&gt;that I 'knew' them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know&lt;br /&gt;What's call shame?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe today I say&lt;br /&gt;I won't forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I might forgive you&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never ever forgot&lt;br /&gt;What you did and said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always and will be&lt;br /&gt;forever that will stay bottom&lt;br /&gt;of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.32 PM&lt;br /&gt;24 November 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Strawberry ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-1291400298723393796?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1291400298723393796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=1291400298723393796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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feels...?</title><content type='html'>You are not my soulmate&lt;br /&gt;You are not my husband&lt;br /&gt;Or even my wife&lt;br /&gt;You are best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't you know&lt;br /&gt;What's painful?&lt;br /&gt;I called you as my&lt;br /&gt;best friend forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might not my soulmate&lt;br /&gt;But, you are my other half.&lt;br /&gt;Almost my other half&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how painful&lt;br /&gt;Am I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took all away from me&lt;br /&gt;My dream, my imagination&lt;br /&gt;and lastly my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are every where&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me when I said&lt;br /&gt;It's over our friendship&lt;br /&gt;I can't go back anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I never did&lt;br /&gt;What I've done&lt;br /&gt;But we need to move on&lt;br /&gt;We can't stay each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this is you&lt;br /&gt;And this is me&lt;br /&gt;We never go back&lt;br /&gt;Maybe or Perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, we might friend back&lt;br /&gt;But, we surely will argue again&lt;br /&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;Because we're different&lt;br /&gt;You think you know me&lt;br /&gt;But, you don't know a thing&lt;br /&gt;About me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely&lt;br /&gt;If you know me more&lt;br /&gt;If you care me more&lt;br /&gt;And If you just think that&lt;br /&gt;I am you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did you like&lt;br /&gt;When I humiliate you&lt;br /&gt;in front of our friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did you feel the&lt;br /&gt;support?&lt;br /&gt;When you like the person&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never support you&lt;br /&gt;But talks behind your back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;When I get all the attention&lt;br /&gt;But, you just stay there&lt;br /&gt;Silent and Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me will you happy&lt;br /&gt;When I say 'Just go home'&lt;br /&gt;When all you want is&lt;br /&gt;Attention from me but&lt;br /&gt;bunch of my bitches friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what will you feel&lt;br /&gt;When I flirt your beloved cousin&lt;br /&gt;When all you do is just smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you got&lt;br /&gt;When you are the one&lt;br /&gt;Who done all the hard works&lt;br /&gt;And I just enjoy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell me have you&lt;br /&gt;Ever think that I am&lt;br /&gt;Your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you made me happy&lt;br /&gt;But, now think back&lt;br /&gt;I realized that it's all fake&lt;br /&gt;It's acting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I close my eyes and&lt;br /&gt;Just be blind?&lt;br /&gt;But, my heart can feels&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is too real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to but it's time&lt;br /&gt;To open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And to see the reality&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's the painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I can write&lt;br /&gt;A story between us.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I just want&lt;br /&gt;Few of them just to&lt;br /&gt;Stay in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once knew what's called&lt;br /&gt;Friendship&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Happiness&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being My Friend but Not Anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;25th November 2010&lt;br /&gt;5.36 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-8322638542730496132?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8322638542730496132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=8322638542730496132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Today I'm going to write about 14th Nov 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It's charity and am volunteer to help out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I asked V Li and Zafri to helped me out ^^;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;2AM - I'm using 0.facebook on moblie to online. I just become agent of Barbie House and Jz Lens House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;3am - Try to sleep..yes...and I was dreaming BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;4.38am - those stupid mosquito bite twice at my leg and TWICE AGAIN on my HAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;                and I was like keep moving ~ scratched down and up and down and up and AWAKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;                   'hmph,whatever ~~ '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;5am - Took a bath and wake up Baria and Gem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;5.40am - Zafri reached my house and he look 'wth?!say 5.30am now what time?!?!?hmph"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; I keep trying to entertained him by telling funny stuff. LOL. which is HARD cause both of us kinda bad morning person it seems like. Ha-ha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;6am - V Li reached my house. LUCKILY!!! &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;            sister ( Baria ) don't know how to go Sau Seng Lam at Puchong. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;6+am - Reached Sau Seng Lam, the old lady gave us name tag with big Chinese word 义工&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;               ( actually got another word of 'yee' as V Li said it's old word and I remember got 'wo'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;               but don't have so, I'll just use this =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;7am - Listening OLD LADY blah blah blah ~~ and now Zaf, V Li and I just sit there and wait til&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;             9am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;As you can see ~ Gem and Keith volunteer at Lucky Draw and Crossword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;                           ~ Baria and Chee volunteer at Photographer - those customer taking with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;                               Mickey Mouse ^^; with nice background..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;                           ~ Adeline just walked there and there ~~~ check everything is alright and all ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;                           ~ V Li, Zaf and I volunteer at Electric Maze &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Nothing much to say as our darling V Li 'lazy' upload those Sau Seng Lam pictures. hmph~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;One thing very funny is V Li and I pissed off some BASTARD and BITCHES that walked pass by our stall and rudely and LOUDLY said that 'cheh damn easy this game even 2-3 years kids also can pass' and V Li look like...well, nothing COOL looook...and when those BASTARD and BITCHES realized that we staring at them coldly..then he said 'sorry' BTW, he look sooooooo like SO HAI LUN !! &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and here comes the song for BASTARD and BITCHES !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dO you think you look cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;oh oh so not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the girl with long hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;have people told u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;that u look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;soo like ghost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm soo sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but seriously 2years old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;let's say we made this maze for u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;cause you're not 2 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you are oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dumb dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dumber dumber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;dumbest dumbest ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;u wanna know what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;whenever i heard u voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;wanna slap u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;do you know your look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;tak leh tahan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so so so so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;like one guy that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;soo annoying~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;FINISHED ~~!!!!! =PP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;When parents reached like around 10am and my father very happy when he see the Electric Maze named Vchain. ^^ and he look much more happyyyyyy when I gave him the certification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and when daddy was soo happy suddenly mommy came and just dragged daddy away by forcing using his arm while saying "daddy,come come and play this for meeee!! my hand keep shake ~~ "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I was like speechless and sweatdropped  -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;There game that fishing the botol by using 'blah' and if you get the botol fast like 30 seconds you will get 10 points i guess ( forgot ) and if 50seconds will be 5 points. those points you gains can exchange gifts ^^ of Tupperware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I played and my hand also shake and and LOSE -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I played the ball ball that give you 6 balls and you throw to lucky room that giving you points but 3 times I threw also LOSE and another 3 balls that Zaf threw and he WON &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so, I get two notebook ~~ very nice. It's cat &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The memories of ABS too =P oh oh and Rugby ~~ Rugby is a game that need big big man to play cause keep crashing you and Zaf is playing that and V Li and I asked how about small person play?keep get bully then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf : yeah...faiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li : you know faiz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Shireen : the one who always follow zaf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li &amp;amp; Zaf : yeah yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf : the one who always follow me *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I : who's faiz? the one who always follow zaf. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;And three of us laugh laugh ~~ then V Li and I don't know how end up at Rezza saying that he has hott body and abs.. and we like...nooo...V Li asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li : zaf, we will asking do you have abs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf : abs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li : yeah you know abs? ne the--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf : yeah yeah i know...of course i do *blush* :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li and I : how many ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf : how many what ? *blush* :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I :how many abs la duh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li : abs how many you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zafri : *show his hand "4" *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li and I : *look each other* and *look at him and said* seriously?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I : sure bo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;VLi : sureee??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf:erm..yeah..yeahh.. 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;other part enjoyable memories like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hahhahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ohhh...so MANY FUNNY parts !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;erm erm erm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf was sitting on the floor and he actually sedang 'menjemur' under the sun..LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I : you not hot??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf : No. *said coldly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li : you not hot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf : No. It's not bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li : you're wearing black shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I : yaloh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf : No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Later on after 15 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;He moved something like those 'special' big painting to the window and cover the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li and I looking at him say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I : cool..tot you say 'it's okay..not bad'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li : sure you like to act cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I : but you're soo not cool at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hahahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf : *speechless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;somehow there shadow and we use our hands and do something funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Zaf use his hand like those angry animal mostly ~~ and like open the mouth eat as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;V Li do rabbit and butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;as my hand and V Li hand combine and become shape of love ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;after Zaf won the 3 ball ballsss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;zaf and i went back to V Li there and zaf was like excited and said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;zaf : tell her what we did just now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i : cheh, just too happy wanna show off your skill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and soooo i tell V Li.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and lot lot lot of happy memories even somehow kind of bored &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;if i'm free and V Li has send me those pictures of SSL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'll update but now just story ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i simply type..not in pro way but lazy lazy and mixed language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hopefully understand -bow-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;seeyaaaaaaaaa -blow kisses-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Strawberry&lt;/span&gt; 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title='Missu Missu ♥'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-997449542820804771</id><published>2009-10-15T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:11:24.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ll September'09 ll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Happiest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;W.E&lt;/span&gt;'s attended to school for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 out of 15 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edwin Hew&lt;/span&gt;'s teach me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;'s words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Go out with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; C.C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For the first time, with my family ate packs of mee for lunch ! Yes ! Family !!! Include my Dad !!&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Moon's third trailers &lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; for the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; thirteen&lt;/span&gt; times !xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. MTV Awards'09 - on 8tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five Awards&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; which is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breakthrough Male - Robert Pattinson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Female - Kristen Stewart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Kiss - Rob and Kristen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Fight - Rob and Cam Gigandet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Best Movie - TWILIGHT  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poem's Book Birthday&lt;/span&gt; !xD [ Private Joke ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funniest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Joking with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; " The Hot Chick" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mrs. Suhaibah&lt;/span&gt; asked me one question every 20mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whole family ate pizza for the first time for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kristen Stewart&lt;/span&gt;'s dropped her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Female's Award &lt;/span&gt;at stage.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Rob&lt;/span&gt;'s laughed so hard. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Journey to the Center of the Earth "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Mr.Alan&lt;/span&gt;. About the Dinosaur. Without skin on it~.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maddest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My English's paper just left one more mark then will get A on it. Mad at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs.Vimala&lt;/span&gt; !! Hmph &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Saddest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;W.E&lt;/span&gt; not hard-working !! T_T . &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; was slept during examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Craziest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I heard weird sound and I thought is some thing dirty..like ghost cause September in Chinese's month is ghost month. Well, at lastly...it's only water ~~ silly me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Most Adventurous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Catch after &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;C.C's brother&lt;/span&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Read History [ -.- ] from ch 1 - 8 include questions for every chapter. Kinda proud~xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most Excited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Waiting for MTV Awards show time. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shopping Place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pavilion,Shopping Complex :  Kuala Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;. [ Twice ]&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hanging out Places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. With&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;C.C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pyramid&lt;/span&gt; for the first time, we meet for nine months and this is our first time hanging together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Event / Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Shireen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;zero anniversary.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C.C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt; are officially together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; are officially together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strawberry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-997449542820804771?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/997449542820804771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=997449542820804771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/997449542820804771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/997449542820804771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2009/10/ll-september09-ll.html' title='ll September&apos;09 ll'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-433030182769255568</id><published>2009-04-28T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:03:33.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouestions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;--Do You--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have any siblings: 3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have any pets: None &gt;.&lt;  .. Maybe Fish ?&lt;br /&gt;Have a job: Lousy student&lt;br /&gt;Have a cellphone: Ye&lt;br /&gt;Have any special talents or skills: Love advice ? xD Know how to make people laugh with childish looks ~_~ &lt;br /&gt;Have any fears: Any ~~ xD&lt;br /&gt;Have a bedtime: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Sing in the shower: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Want to go to college: High-class !!! xDD&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Have any piercings: None . Actually not yet !! xDD&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos: No . Too bad , I cant find my strawberry&lt;br /&gt;Swear: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: No&lt;br /&gt;Drink: More than once&lt;br /&gt;Do Drugs: No way ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;--Love &amp;amp; All That Crap--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ever been in love: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Ever cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend: No&lt;br /&gt;Are you single: No&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a relationship: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush on someone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Ever been dumped: No&lt;br /&gt;Ever dumped someone: Yes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;--This or That--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fruit or Vegetable: Fruits&lt;br /&gt;Black or White: Black&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie: Both&lt;br /&gt;Car or Truck: Car&lt;br /&gt;Cash or Check: Cash&lt;br /&gt;Rock or Rap: Rock&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla . Can I add Strawberry ?&lt;br /&gt;French Toast or French Fries: French Fries&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries: Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Cookies or Muffins: Cookies&lt;br /&gt;Winter Break or Spring Break: Winter Break&lt;br /&gt;Hugs or Kisses: Kisses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;--Have You Ever--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Danced in a public place: Once ~_~&lt;br /&gt;Smiled for no reason: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried: Yes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Talked to someone you don't know: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Done drugs: No&lt;br /&gt;Partied 'til the sun came up: No&lt;br /&gt;Gotten a ticket: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested: No&lt;br /&gt;Been convicted of a crime: No&lt;br /&gt;Been in a wreck: No&lt;br /&gt;Been out of the country: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;--Random &amp;amp; Silly Junk--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are you a virgin: Yes ~_~&lt;br /&gt;Ever TP'd someone's house: No&lt;br /&gt;Ever egged someone's house: No&lt;br /&gt;How many languages do you speak: Five&lt;br /&gt;Who do you compare yourself to: My Friend&lt;br /&gt;Ever regret anything: Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Do you like being tickled: No&lt;br /&gt;What are your goals: Personal Laptop // Favorite Job &lt;br /&gt;Are your fingers tired: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Are you tired of this survey: Maybe&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy: Yes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;50 THINGS YOU DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT ME UNTIL YOU READ THIS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1, What color is your toothbrush?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blue , purple with pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2, Name one person who made you smile today:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gem, always ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;3, What were you doing at 8 am this morning:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look idiot, listening teacher blabbing at class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4, What were you doing 45 minutes ago?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reading Twilight fiction &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;5, What is your favorite candy bar?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Strawberry  // Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;6, Have you ever been to a strip club?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NO !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;7, What is the last thing you said aloud?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sa bam ? I created a word for myself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;8, What is your favorite ice cream flavor?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Strawberry // Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;9, What was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plain Water . [ I am healthy , dude !! ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;10, Do you like your wallet?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;11, What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Porridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;12, Have you bought any new clothing items this week?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup. A free. School uniform. ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;13, The last sporting event you watched?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;None ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;14, What is your favorite flavor of popcorn?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Corn with durians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;15, Who is the last person you sent a text message too?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;16, Ever go camping?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;17, Do you take vitamins daily?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;18, Do you go to church every Sunday?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buddhist here !! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;19, Do you have a tan?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't know &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;20,Do you prefer Chinese food over pizza?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess so ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;21, Do you drink your soda with a straw?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;22, What did your last text message say?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" ILoveShane " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;23, What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wearing full white uniform~Pass project to teacher~Do mother's day card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;25, Look to your left, what do you see?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;File ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;26, What color is your watch?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Purple with pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;27, What do you think of when you hear Australia?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Panda !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;28, What is your birthstone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;29, Do you go in at a fast food place or just hit the drive thru?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fast food place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;30, What is your favorite number?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 // 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;31, Who's the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cherry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;32, Any plans today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finish my project hurry in last minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;33, How many states have you lived in?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;34, Biggest annoyance right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sister need to use " sharing computer " now !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;35, Last song listened to?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right rounds - Flo Ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;36,Can you say the alphabet backwards?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No ? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;37, Do you have a maid service clean your house?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;38, Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;White with Red &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;39, Are you jealous of anyone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;None &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;40, Is anyone jealous of you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perhaps??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;41, Do you love anyone?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No. Just crush , still ~~ *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;42, Do any of your friends have children?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;43, What do you usually do during the day?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Read Twilight fiction &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;44, Do you hate anyone that you know right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup. Four ! Cool right ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;45, Do you use the word 'hello' daily?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup. Am gentle girl xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;46, What color is your car?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;None , haven't has yet &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;47, Do you like cats?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NO !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;48. Are you thinking about someone right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;49, Have you ever been to Six Flags?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;50, How did you get your worst scar?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't get any , so I don't know how to tell you !!! Jesus , Question !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Questions by HaydenMCullen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Strawberry ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-433030182769255568?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/433030182769255568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=433030182769255568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/433030182769255568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/433030182769255568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2009/04/ouestions.html' title='Ouestions'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-8416113610028482825</id><published>2009-03-08T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:50:21.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOP 10 RUMORS WE ARE GLAD/HOPE AREN’T TRUE FOR ‘NEW MOON’</title><content type='html'>The past week we’ve been hearing tons of ‘New Moon’ rumors, and MTV even took to their movies blog to ask you, the readers, to make up the most outrageous rumors you could come up with. Well, we at TA have come up with our own unique list to address these rumors head on. There are many we either HOPE aren’t true, or rumors that have been proven untrue that we’re very glad about. &lt;center&gt;So, without further delay, we bring you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Top Ten ‘New Moon’ Rumors We Are Glad/Hope Aren’t True:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;‘New Moon’ and ‘Eclipse’ will be filmed back to back&lt;/b&gt; : Sure, it might be more quick and efficient to film back to back, but without a break in between, what will we do without pictures of Rob strolling about LA with a new haircut? &lt;p&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;Solomon Trimble will be re-cast as Sam Uley:&lt;/b&gt; There’s this old saying that goes, ‘If it aint broke, don’t fix it’. Summit: take note.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;Robert Pattinson won’t contribute any music to the film&lt;/b&gt; : We’ve already got to deal without Edward for 75% of ‘New Moon’, and now we get deprived Rob’s music, too? Not. Cool.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;Michael Copon will play one of the wolves&lt;/b&gt; : After the rumors that Michael would replace Taylor as Jacob in ‘New Moon’, we’ve got one thing to say about both of them being on set: awkward. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;AnnaLynne McCord will be playing Heidi&lt;/b&gt; : While she is beautiful and can certainly fill Heidi’s shoes, the farther away from Kellan she is, the better (more room for us to sneak in).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Sarah Clarke has not yet been asked to reprise her role as Renee&lt;/b&gt; : Billy Burke was great as Charlie in the movie, but we don’t think he can put on a wig and cover the role of Renee, too. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;The  Jonas Brothers will be on the soundtrack&lt;/b&gt; : No explanation needed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Kristen and Rob are getting a $10 million raise&lt;/b&gt; : Sure, they were both great in ‘Twilight’, but with a reported $50 million budget for ‘New Moon’, we would rather Kristen and Rob get a smaller paycheck to ensure the quality of the film. After all, we don’t want to see Taylor running around in a wolf costume, right?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Madonna will be in ‘New Moon’&lt;/b&gt; : Unless she wants to play the part of Bella’s deceased grandma, we can’t exactly see what other role she would play in ‘New Moon’.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Vanessa Hudgens is up for the role of Leah&lt;/b&gt; : Do we really want the characters to break out into song and dance routines? We thought it was ‘New Moon’, not ‘New Moon: The Musical’.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;center&gt;As a side note: please remember this list is all in good fun. Don’t take it too seriously, as it is just for laughs!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-8416113610028482825?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8416113610028482825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=8416113610028482825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8416113610028482825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8416113610028482825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2009/03/top-10-rumors-we-are-gladhope-arent.html' title='TOP 10 RUMORS WE ARE GLAD/HOPE AREN’T TRUE FOR ‘NEW MOON’'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-4157080345857181208</id><published>2009-03-08T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:43:44.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_gmail_quote" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-left: 5px; line-height: normal;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 51);"&gt;Article 1: The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 51);"&gt;Kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_gmail_quote" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-left: 5px; line-height: normal;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 128, 255);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 64, 128);"&gt;Kiss on the hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;I adore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 128, 255);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 64, 128);"&gt;Kiss on the cheek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just want to be friends &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 128, 255);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 64, 128);"&gt;Kiss on the neck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 128, 255);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 64, 128);"&gt;Kiss on the lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 128, 255);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 64, 128);"&gt;Kiss on the ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am just playing &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 128, 255);"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 64, 128);"&gt;Kiss anywhere else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;lets not get carried away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 128, 255);"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 64, 128);"&gt;Look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kiss me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(220, 204, 248);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 128, 255);"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 64, 128);"&gt;Playing with your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't live without you&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_gmail_quote" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-left: 5px; line-height: normal;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 128, 255);"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(0, 64, 128);"&gt;Hand on your waist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(2, 171, 234);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you to much to let you go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_gmail_quote" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-left: 5px; line-height: normal;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_gmail_quote" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-left: 5px; line-height: normal;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 51);"&gt;Article 2:&lt;br /&gt;The Three Steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 36pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: black;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(0, 176, 240);"&gt;Girls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 176, 240);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: fuchsia;"&gt;If any guys gets fresh with you, slap him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century  Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: black;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(0, 176, 240);"&gt;Guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 176, 240);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: fuchsia;"&gt;If any girl slaps you, her intentions are still good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: black;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(0, 176, 240);"&gt;Guys &amp;amp; Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(0, 176, 240);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: fuchsia;"&gt;Close your eyes when kissing, it is rude to stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_gmail_quote" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-left: 5px; line-height: normal;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Article 3:&lt;br /&gt;The Commandments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(64, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;Thou shall not squeeze too hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(31, 183, 20);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(64, 0, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;Thou shall not ask for a kiss, but take one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(31, 183, 20);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(64, 0, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;Thou shall kiss at every opportunity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(31, 183, 20);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_gmail_quote" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-left: 5px; line-height: normal;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;Here are a few reasons&lt;br /&gt;why guys like girls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(102, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt;They will always smell good&lt;br /&gt;even if its just shampoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The way their heads always&lt;br /&gt;find the right spot on our shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; How cute they look when they sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The ease in which they fit into our arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The way they kiss you and all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;everything is right in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; How cute they are when they eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt; The way they take hours&lt;br /&gt;to get dressed but in the end&lt;br /&gt;it makes it all worth while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt;Because they are always warm&lt;br /&gt;even when its minus 30 outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The way they look good&lt;br /&gt;no matter what they wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The way they fish for compliments&lt;br /&gt;even though you both know that you&lt;br /&gt;think she's the most beautiful thing on this earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; How cute they are when they argue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The way her hand always finds yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt;The way they smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The way you feel when you see their name&lt;br /&gt;on the call ID after you just had a big fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The way she says 'lets not fight anymore'&lt;br /&gt;even though you know that an hour later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt; The way they kiss when&lt;br /&gt;you do something nice for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt;The way they kiss you when you say&lt;br /&gt;'I love you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; Actually ...&lt;br /&gt;just the way they kiss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The way they fall into your arms when they cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; Then the way they apologize&lt;br /&gt;for crying over something that silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way they hit you and expect it to hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;22.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the way they apologize when it does hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;(even though we don't admit it)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The way they say 'I miss you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;24.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The way you miss them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: purple;"&gt;25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 100, 2);"&gt; The way their tears make you want to&lt;br /&gt;change the world so that it&lt;br /&gt;doesn't hurt her anymore..... Yet&lt;br /&gt;regardless if you love them, hate them,&lt;br /&gt;wish they would die or know that you would die&lt;br /&gt;without them ... it matters not.&lt;br /&gt;Because once in your life,&lt;br /&gt;whatever they were to the world&lt;br /&gt;they become everything to you.&lt;br /&gt;When you look them in the eyes,&lt;br /&gt;traveling to the depths of their souls&lt;br /&gt;and you say a million things without trace of&lt;br /&gt;a sound, you know that your own life&lt;br /&gt;is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings&lt;br /&gt;of her very heart. We love them for a million&lt;br /&gt;reasons, No paper would do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;It is a thing not of the mind&lt;br /&gt;but of the heart. A feeling. Only felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_EC_gmail_quote" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-left: 5px; line-height: normal;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(221, 8, 6);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Rockwell;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"&gt;This chain started in 1887.&lt;br /&gt;It is a love chain letter..................................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-4157080345857181208?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4157080345857181208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=4157080345857181208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/4157080345857181208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/4157080345857181208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2009/03/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-6997928015823175618</id><published>2009-03-02T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:16:17.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight 2 : New Moon &amp; Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SaujSzXZP_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/GBQYu-zQ2Lw/s1600-h/n224497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SaujSzXZP_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/GBQYu-zQ2Lw/s320/n224497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308516129207566322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SaufARAAk0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/yw478bTxNw0/s1600-h/newmoon_logoblog-300x193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SaufARAAk0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/yw478bTxNw0/s320/newmoon_logoblog-300x193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308511412698518338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW MOON !!!! It's coming soon !! This year ~~ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;20th March 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gosh ! Before I knew , I was wondering, will I really can PATIENT til next year and end of year ~ But now , it's GREAT . " &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Totally GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; " - Shireen / " &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Totally GORGEOUS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" - Jess from Twilight xDD . I love this sentence so much !!!! Excited !! For movie of Twilight DVD which is out coming out soon on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21st March 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , maybe in malaysia too . &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;HOPEFULLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week, Summit officially announced “Eclipse” will be released in theaters &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;June 10, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Eclipse will NOT be filmed back-to-back with New Moon, and there will be completely separate casting cycle.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-6997928015823175618?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6997928015823175618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=6997928015823175618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/6997928015823175618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/6997928015823175618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-moon-its-coming-soon-this-year-20th.html' title='Twilight 2 : New Moon &amp; Eclipse'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SaujSzXZP_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/GBQYu-zQ2Lw/s72-c/n224497.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-6010797903133511620</id><published>2009-02-17T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:52:53.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lovely January</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happiest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;01 ~&lt;/span&gt; Go Genting and countdown at there. See fireworks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;05&lt;/span&gt; ~ School start, bored...got a lot homework.&gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;07&lt;/span&gt; ~ Give Macy a present. The price is Rm12 T_T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ Celebrate Carmen birthday at Sunway Court. Swimming until late evening.Eat cake made by Sook Ming's mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt; ~ Road run - didnt join in because late. Carmen, Sushi , Cherry , Berry . Chit-chat with Sushi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt; ~ Pray - eat big lunch with big family - shopping at pyramid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt; ~ Go back to hometown at Pekan, Pahang in the morning.Reach to " xiao di's house" and stay until evening then went to dinner with cousin.At night, my family and Berry stay in Ling'house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt; ~ Morning - play with baby - watch Gem of Life - grandmother's house- chit-chat with cousin - pictures [  facebook ] - read twilight fanction - Sea - take picture - " jalan-jalan cari makan" - grandmother's house for dinner - Ling's house - watch any of chinese new year event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;27 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~ Go back to my house&lt;/span&gt; -  Rest - Kajang - Puchong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;28 ~ Puchong's cousin came our house -  chat with Chloe about Japan and form 4 stuff - Sushi -Kajang's cousin came to our house for big dinner - watch Wedding Game with big family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;29 ~ go Pyramid with Yuan Jia - Bee lay's house - cool boy's house - carmen's house - Ah  Kit's house for dinner -Went to Chee's house - play black jack - mixed drinks - others game with card until 3 morning  - won Rm 14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;30 ~ Jenny's house - play cards - shooter cards - won Rm 20 - Hooray !! - supper with Mcd - til 3 morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;31 ~ Port Dickson - Tiara Port Dickson - Rest - Play water - Eat Stemboat - Play cards - lose Rm20--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;32 ~ Brought some present from Port Dickson - Melaka - Evening for " lu lu " and dinner for seafood something like that I dont know how to say ~~ cause it's chinese food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Funniest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;28 ~ Wedding Game movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;28 ~ Chit - chat with Sushi about grandmother funniest and " Xiao Mei " stuff .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maddest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Nothing for me to mad ~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saddest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lose Rm20++ , never mind one year once !! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Craziest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Too many .. til no words come out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most Adventurous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Go out without permisson XDXD with sotong .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most Excited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Many ~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Activities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Choir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- I have a dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Road run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sports &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Travel / Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Around M'sia only . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shopping Places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Melaka - night market &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hanging out Places&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lots man !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Event / Anniversary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nothing ~ &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-6010797903133511620?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6010797903133511620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=6010797903133511620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/6010797903133511620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/6010797903133511620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2009/02/lovely-january.html' title='A Lovely January'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-3418075237363061273</id><published>2008-12-31T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:09:24.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Comic Fiesta 08 ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/55900852/1/507059012"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-852.friendster.com/e1/photos/25/80/55900852/1_507059012l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" id="caption_text_id"&gt;Arisa - senpai and Camelia~CF 1ST DAY&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/55900852/1/898515953"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-852.friendster.com/e1/photos/25/80/55900852/1_898515953l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" id="caption_text_id"&gt;Shizuka bitting Yuki Cross&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/55900852/1/963084198"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-852.friendster.com/e1/photos/25/80/55900852/1_963084198l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" id="caption_text_id"&gt;Cross Academy students beatting up their principle Cross&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/55900852/1/614174022"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-852.friendster.com/e1/photos/25/80/55900852/1_614174022l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" id="caption_text_id"&gt;Enma Ai (Amane Sakura) and Hone Onna (Arisa-senpai)~CF 1ST DAY&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-3418075237363061273?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/3418075237363061273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=3418075237363061273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/3418075237363061273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/3418075237363061273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/12/strawberry.html' title=''/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-8399404738167377209</id><published>2008-12-30T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:33:43.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gakuen Alice : Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;To my dear readers of Boyfriend Problems . Gakuen Alice . Here you goes ~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here those Girls clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF8YREMe0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Qf_AJa42CtE/s1600-h/75363-xs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF8YREMe0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Qf_AJa42CtE/s320/75363-xs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256118996457782082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF-Ftfx7lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PIKuYxtUGY8/s1600-h/fashionhood-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF-Ftfx7lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PIKuYxtUGY8/s320/fashionhood-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256120876695416402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;               Boys Clothes&lt;br /&gt;From up Mochu,Koko,Ruka&lt;br /&gt;Down - Natsume,Yuu,Satoru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-8399404738167377209?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8399404738167377209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=8399404738167377209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8399404738167377209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8399404738167377209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/12/gakuen-alice-fashion.html' title='Gakuen Alice : Fashion'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF8YREMe0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Qf_AJa42CtE/s72-c/75363-xs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-1638599211592788362</id><published>2008-12-30T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:33:21.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;To my dear readers of Boyfriend Problems . Gakuen Alice . Here you goes ~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here those Girls clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF8YREMe0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Qf_AJa42CtE/s1600-h/75363-xs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF8YREMe0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Qf_AJa42CtE/s320/75363-xs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256118996457782082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF-Ftfx7lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PIKuYxtUGY8/s1600-h/fashionhood-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF-Ftfx7lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PIKuYxtUGY8/s320/fashionhood-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256120876695416402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;               Boys Clothes&lt;br /&gt;From up Mochu,Koko,Ruka&lt;br /&gt;Down - Natsume,Yuu,Satoru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-1638599211592788362?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1638599211592788362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=1638599211592788362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/1638599211592788362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/1638599211592788362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-my-dear-readers-of-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF8YREMe0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Qf_AJa42CtE/s72-c/75363-xs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-8543365674185807064</id><published>2008-12-27T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:59:27.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic Fiesta ' 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Welcome to Comic Fiesta'08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here this some picture get from my friends . :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVZK-p1_5AI/AAAAAAAAAGA/aiKJejheku4/s1600-h/DSCF4196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVZK-p1_5AI/AAAAAAAAAGA/aiKJejheku4/s320/DSCF4196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284493653010539522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arisa - senpai as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;Hiou shizuka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toga Yagari from Vampire Knight + Guilty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVZK_VKwKhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Q7c_38vWrAU/s1600-h/DSCF4207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVZK_VKwKhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Q7c_38vWrAU/s320/DSCF4207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284493664640313874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arisa - senpai &amp;amp; Michi [ Me ] ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVZK_5PsjLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ECvMUuapp7A/s1600-h/DSCF4263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVZK_5PsjLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ECvMUuapp7A/s320/DSCF4263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284493674324724914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joker from Batman Knight ?! I think so . -.-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVZK_hBWyrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZOF9KC53dAc/s1600-h/DSCF4318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVZK_hBWyrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZOF9KC53dAc/s320/DSCF4318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284493667822127794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-8543365674185807064?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8543365674185807064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=8543365674185807064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8543365674185807064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8543365674185807064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/12/comic-fiesta-08.html' title='Comic Fiesta &apos; 08'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVZK-p1_5AI/AAAAAAAAAGA/aiKJejheku4/s72-c/DSCF4196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-9002741860459420580</id><published>2008-12-26T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:06:59.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely December month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happiest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.12.08 ~ My sister went to beach so , Michi have BIG BED to sleep .&lt;br /&gt;18..12.08 ~ Happy because H.W.X get a bit bit bit slim . :P&lt;br /&gt;20.12.08 ~ Meet Arisa - senpai [ cosplay ] , Happy Event at Comic Fiesta . I slept with 3 pillows , it's like a princess with a big bed :P&lt;br /&gt;22.12.08 ~ Babaria bring me to KLCC then she went to work and I stay at bookstore . Japan bookstore . :D Kinda forgot the named of bookstore . :S&lt;br /&gt;23.12.08 ~ Same as yesterday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Funniest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.12.08 ~ The host of Comic Fiesta is funny . :D:D&lt;br /&gt;6.12.08 ~ GM make fun of me in front my family &gt;..&lt; But , still .. I can't believe she say something that I didnt even do and make me laugh . Unbelieveable . What a Joke .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maddest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.12.08 ~ H.W.X and Michi argued . :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saddest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing for Michi [ happy - good - lucky ] Saddest :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Craziest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.12.08 ~ Ade , Baria , GM and Michi like the most crazy girls in the world . We laughed and screamed of something which is funny and cute and and and a lots ~~~ XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Most Adventurous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing , I am not really a behave girl but I am good girl . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Most Excited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.12.08 ~ Watch Taiwan drama . Xing Fu De Jue Ze&lt;br /&gt;25.12.08 ~ Excited his reply . ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Activities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good girl . Stay at house . Surfing Internet . XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Travel / Trip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No money $$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shopping Places &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't shopping much . I rather stay at house read stories .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hanging out Places &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.12.08 ~ The Curve [ Family ]&lt;br /&gt;18.12.08 ~ Sunway Pyramid [ Friend ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Event / Anniversary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in this month XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-9002741860459420580?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/9002741860459420580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=9002741860459420580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/9002741860459420580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/9002741860459420580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/12/lovely-december-month.html' title='Lovely December month'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-8528057297600266533</id><published>2008-12-19T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:14:39.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Birthday .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtZKl9yxKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GaY9eg6H74I/s1600-h/IMG0434A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtZKl9yxKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GaY9eg6H74I/s320/IMG0434A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281413026546893986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- RM 49 -&lt;br /&gt;Buy at Breadtalk&lt;br /&gt;Eat at Gasoline&lt;br /&gt;Weird ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;H@PpY bIRtHdAY tO H.W.X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtTbJ4Q0xI/AAAAAAAAAFg/D45fk4W40vs/s1600-h/IMG0430A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtTbJ4Q0xI/AAAAAAAAAFg/D45fk4W40vs/s320/IMG0430A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281406713995514642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Birthday Boy boy&lt;/span&gt; is posing ~ !!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;H.W.X loves&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Pink&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtSx2wZT_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/sQn9LbvM_So/s1600-h/1_482035973l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtSx2wZT_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/sQn9LbvM_So/s320/1_482035973l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281406004487606258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Calvin ~ Christopher&lt;br /&gt;- At Canton Bay -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtSgrryrvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sp_7rS8TLdA/s1600-h/1_199867563l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtSgrryrvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sp_7rS8TLdA/s320/1_199867563l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405709457731314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His hobby is love to make-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtUmqK1GaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/s3H7TjYKAy0/s1600-h/200px-YesMan2008poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtUmqK1GaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/s3H7TjYKAy0/s320/200px-YesMan2008poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281408011153512866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Yes Man [ movie ] -&lt;br /&gt;We watched this movie . Comedy / Funny  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtSQeY34NI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AXe4TWT1V3Q/s1600-h/1_328816757l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtSQeY34NI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AXe4TWT1V3Q/s320/1_328816757l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405431010812114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtSDoaQQwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5i3TQBKDHX0/s1600-h/1_302860904l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtSDoaQQwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/5i3TQBKDHX0/s320/1_302860904l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405210362659586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtRusfjSzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hRCLhD3ykOY/s1600-h/1_165150226l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtRusfjSzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hRCLhD3ykOY/s320/1_165150226l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281404850681367346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Michi ~ Wendy ~ Jia ~ Wen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-8528057297600266533?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8528057297600266533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=8528057297600266533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8528057297600266533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8528057297600266533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/12/his-birthday.html' title='His Birthday .'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SUtZKl9yxKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GaY9eg6H74I/s72-c/IMG0434A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-4098282127970610533</id><published>2008-12-06T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:17:08.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight again ~ ! ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/STpemNsx-BI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HVBBR4DHQJs/s1600-h/JACOB-BLACK-twilight-series-874479_400_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/STpemNsx-BI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HVBBR4DHQJs/s320/JACOB-BLACK-twilight-series-874479_400_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276633924023482386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Race:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Werewolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tribe(pack):&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Quileute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;He has a small but important role in this book. After being flirted by with Bella Swan (as a way to get information) He introduces her to the idea that Edward Cullen is a vampire by telling her Quileute legends. According to Stephenie Meyer via her official website, Jacob was originally just a device to tell Bella about the "Cold Ones". However, both she and her editor liked Jacob so very much that they decided to give him a much larger role in &lt;i&gt;New Moon&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Eclipse&lt;/i&gt;, the sequels to &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="New_Moon" name="New_Moon"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;In &lt;i&gt;New Moon&lt;/i&gt;, Jacob comes into the story when Bella Swan comes to him to fix her two motorcycles, offering him one as compensation for his repair work. He helps her, and as their friendship grows, his crush from &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt; develops into a strong love. Bella does not think of him in anyway like that because she is still mourning for Edward, who left earlier in the novel.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jacob is one of an ancient line of werewolves, a member of the Quileute Tribe that has forever been the mortal enemy of any vampire, even the (relatively) innocent Cullen family. At first Jacob thinks all this is legend, and he is frightened and disturbed by the influence a young man on the reservation, Sam Uley, has on some of the Quileute youth. But when Jacob makes the change himself in response to a new vampire threat, he learns that Sam (leader of the pack) went through his own 'werewolven' hardships, including a rather bloody incident with his girlfriend (now fiancée) Emily. As werewolves are short-tempered, highly violent, and likely to explode into wolf form when provoked to anger, Jacob, prompted by his new pack, agrees that he should stay away from Bella. Besides, he is busy patrolling the forest with his pack, searching for the vampires in the area who are killing local hikers. Jacob and the pack save Bella, who is in the meadow Edward showed her, from a vampire. Laurent (from &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt;) catches Bella alone in the clearing while hunting and attempts to kill her. Before the over-sized wolves run him off, Laurent tells Bella that Victoria, the red-haired mate of James (also from &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt;), is trying to find her to have her revenge on Edward, who killed her mate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During a conversation in which Jacob almost kisses Bella, Bella's phone rings. When Jacob answers the phone, he tells who he believes to be Carlisle that Charlie is "at the funeral". In reality, it was Edward pretending to be Carlisle, and thinking Bella had died (making the assumption that the funeral Jacob is referring to was Bella's as opposed to Harry Clearwater's), and he immediately goes to Italy to ask the Volturi to kill him. Bella and Alice go to find and stop Edward directly after the fateful phone call, leaving Jacob hurt and angry. Jacob is hurt and disgusted by Edward's return and by Bella's willingness to go back to him and become a vampire.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Presumably, after the Cullens and Bella return to Forks, Jacob has become their enemy because of the treaty, making Bella his enemy as well because of her refusal to leave the vampires.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The book ends with Jacob putting Bella's motorcycle in her front yard in order to get her in trouble with Charlie, so she would not be able to see Edward anymore, which angers Bella immensely. He also reminds Edward, flanked by Bella, of their treaty, in which the Cullens are not allowed to bite a human. This means that if one of the Cullens turn Bella into a vampire, the treaty is broken, and the werewolves no longer have any reason not to attack them, leaving an open plot for &lt;i&gt;Eclipse&lt;/i&gt;.Bella says angrily that it's none of Jake's business. At the end of the meeting, Bella and Jacob (who she affectionately calls Jake) are about to hug when Edward pulls Bella back, saying that it would "not be okay." Jacob begins to shake and his body swells as he gets mad which will turn him into the werewolf. But Bella manages to calm him down and Bella and Edward leave. However, Bella's last look at Jake is of his face crumpling in emotional pain, and she vows that she will see him smile again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="Eclipse" name="Eclipse"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;The third installment of the series begins with Jacob still trying to keep a safe distance away from Bella. She desperately tries to get a hold of him to talk. But he continues to ignore her attempts. He decides to write her a note instead. He is not comfortable with the idea of Bella walking around a vampire. And the thought of it causes him to almost lose control with anger.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The book starts with Bella reading the note from Jacob. He has a hard time expressing himself in the note, as she reads through many unfinished sentences that end up being crossed out. The last comment in the note is not crossed out, and shows he is still angry with their situation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yeah, I miss you, too. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't change anything. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;-Jacob&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Later on in the series, his affection towards Bella grow stronger. He's enraged by the fact that she will become a vampire after graduation, which is only a few weeks away. Bella feels bad that she's spending all her time with Edward and so she sneaks off to visit Jacob occasionally. Jacob invites Bella to come with him to a Quileute council meeting, and she accepts. Jacob and Bella spend the night together and listen to tribe legends, believed to be real by the Quileute. On one of the later visits, Jacob tells Bella he loves her, and kisses her, thinking that Bella loves him back. Bella, outraged that he would kiss her after he knows that she loves Edward, punches him in the jaw and breaks her hand. Jacob brings Bella home and is told by Edward that if he ever kisses Bella again, he would break Jacob's jaw. But Edward also claims that he would allow it to happen if Bella wanted to kiss him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A while later there is a graduation party held at the Cullens' house that Jacob decides to go to, giving Bella a charm bracelet with a carving of a werewolf on it as a graduation present. While he's there he learns that Victoria has amassed a newborn vampire army to attack Bella. Jacob eagerly agrees on learning how to fight these vampires and to fight along with the Cullens to protect Bella. Their original plan was to have the werewolf, Seth, watch over Bella in a remote mountain place while the Cullens and the werewolf pack fought off the vampires. Bella, however, wanted Edward with her when she stayed in the mountains, and asked Edward. Edward agreed as long as Jacob would carry her to the place in the mountains so that her scent would be lost. They followed through with the plan, and Jacob carried Bella to the mountain hideaway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While waiting for the battle to be over, Edward, Bella, and Jacob set up camp. A blizzard blows through the camp, and Bella to begins to freeze. Jacob comes in the tent and stays in Bella's sleeping bag to warm her up with his abnormal body heat, much to Edward and Bella's horror. Later on, Bella wakes up and Jacob leaves the tent. Bella and Edward then start discussing how they're marriage plans, and Jacob overhears their conversation, and runs away because of he's so upset that they're getting married. Upon Bella's request, Edward brings Jacob back and leaves them alone to talk. After some talk, Jacob says that he's going to go and kill himself because Bella doesn't love him. Bella then begs and pleads with him not to. Bella says that she'll kiss him if he won't commit suicide. Jacob agrees and they kiss (although he wasn't going to really go through with killing himself - it was a trick he used on her). Bella then realizes that she loves Jacob, but her love for Edward overpowers everything else. Jacob then leaves to finish the battle, and gets injured in the battle trying to save a fellow werewolf named Leah(who was trying to show off). Carlisle patches him up and worried Bella visits him. They talk and agree that Jacob should let Bella stay with Edward and to stop coming between them. Jacob reminds Bella that he will always be there for her whenever she needs him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The epilogue is written from Jacob's point of view for the first time in the series. Jacob is sitting on the end of the cliff and Leah is trying to talk to him. Jacob scares Leah off and then returns home. At home he finds that Edward has sent Jacob a wedding invitation to Bella and Edward's wedding. With it a note was enclosed from Edward saying that Jacob did not have to come to the wedding, and Edward thanks Jacob for "everything". At the end, Jacob runs away in wolf form, leaving "Jacob Black" behind him, trying to escape the pain he feels from Bella's decision by trying to become a vampire.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;In &lt;i&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/i&gt; Jacob is first seen at Bella's wedding. Then after Bella returns from her and Edward's honeymoon he went to the Cullen's house to check if she was still human, but finds out that she is pregnant and sees that Bella has purple and blue bruses on her stomach from were the baby has kicked . As he returns to Sam and the pack they plan on killing Bella and the baby. He believes that it is wrong to go and attack them because the Cullens are innocent, and they should give the baby a chance. He starts his own pack of which he is Alpha, which Leah (who later becomes Beta) and Seth Clearwater join.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is revealed that Jacob has imprinted upon Edward and Bella's daughter Renesmee, whom he calls "Nessie" because her real name is too much of a mouthful. (Bella is extremely irritated with the nickname and the fact that it catches on, herself and Edward even calling her "Nessie" at one point.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He is extremely close to her, goes hunting with her, and for Christmas braids her a bracelet that is the Quileute version of a promise ring, much to the annoyance of Edward. Jacob has a strong desire to protect her, that she's safe, and wants her to have fun (which is why he hunts with her, since she prefers donated human blood to animal blood and human food; so he makes it a contest between the them.). It is hard for him to be separated from her, so he visits every day and almost never leaves the Cullen house. He states, though, that once Renesmee's growing slows down, he will go back to school.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sam's pack stops trying to attack the Cullens, since there is a law that states that one cannot kill the object of another wolf's imprinting, due to the damage it would cause to the wolf in question.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bella was planning to have Jacob run away with Renesmee to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, and possibly from there to Isle Esme, if the Volturi had decided to attack. She had forged passports made for the two of them, with Jacob as Jacob Wolfe, and Renesmee as Vanessa Wolfe (since Bella assumed that that was a name that "Nessie" could be short for). She picked Jacob and not herself or any of the Cullens because both can go out into sunlight, it would be painful if Jacob and Renesmee were separated, and Jacob would be able to keep her safe much more effectively than anyone else, since he has a strong desire to protect her because of the imprint. Jacob and Renesmee did not have to run away, so Bella keeps the passports for the future.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/STpcutV1WNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UTRvlwcsPU4/s1600-h/renesmee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/STpcutV1WNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UTRvlwcsPU4/s320/renesmee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276631870932867282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Renesmee Carlie Cullen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Underterminal as she grows very quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOB&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9/10/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Race:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vampire/Human hybrid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Special talents:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Able to project her thoughts to others through her palms. (even if they are a sheild)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renesmee's name derives from the amalgamation of the names of Bella's biological mother, Renée, and her mother-in-law, Esme. Her middle name, Carlie, is a combination of the names Carlisle, Bella's father-in-law, and Charlie, Bella's biological father.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="Personal_History" name="Personal_History"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Personal History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="Bella.27s_Pregnancy" name="Bella.27s_Pregnancy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Bella's Pregnancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;After Edward and Bella are married, they travel to Isle Esme on their honeymoon where Edward fulfills his part of the bargain by making love with Bella. Bella begins to notice certain emotional swings, peculiar eating habits and vomiting spells which confuse her. After realizing that her period was late, and finding a lump in her belly, she realizes she is pregnant with Edward's child. Edward takes her home to Carlisle so he can remove the fetus, but Bella does not want to lose the baby. Enlisting Rosalie Hale's help, Bella refuses to have an abortion and decides to carry the baby full term. As the baby continues to grow, Bella's health worsens. Her stomach is bruised in multiple places from the baby's movement, ribs get cracked, along with her pelvis, and she has an unhealthy pallor. Her body begins to reject human food, and Jacob Black sarcastically thinks about the "creature" wanting blood. Edward overhears this thought, and the Cullens allow Bella to sample some donated, human blood. To Bella's surprise, the blood smells and tastes appealing, and revives her to an extent. Though at first Edward wanted Bella to abort the pregnancy, he starts to love the child as well when he hears its thoughts, finding out the baby loves Bella. Edward also comments that the baby likes the sound of his and Bella's voice, which Bella comments that she is not surprised that the baby likes Edward's voice. The pregnancy progresses at an extremely fast rate and eventually, Bella gives birth. The hard placenta that surrounds the child cracks, and Bella begins vomitting. The child breaks free, with Bella very near death. Edward bites her in several places, turning her into a vampire. Jacob and Edward perform CPR to try to keep Bella's heart beating.Though Bella thought the child would be a boy, it was actually a girl. Bella had already decided on the name Renesmee for a girl prior to the birth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="After_the_Birth" name="After_the_Birth"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;After the Birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jacob Black imprints on Renesmee as soon as he sees her, much to the Cullen's dismay. Renesmee is key to a truce between the werewolves and the vampires because of Jacob's imprinting on Renesmee, as the other werewolves would not hurt her because of the pain it would cause Jacob. Renesmee grows at an exceptional pace, and it is revealed that she will probably reach complete maturity after about 7 years,(but she will look like a teenager) at which point she will stop aging, and live forever. She learns things faster than she grows and can talk rather rapidly, but prefers using her gift over talking. She inherited two gifts. She can show images through touch, the opposite of her father's gift, and she can open any mind to her gift, which is the opposite of Bella's.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="The_Volturi" name="The_Volturi"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;The Volturi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;While Bella, Jacob, and Renesmee are in the woods hunting together, they are spotted by Irina, a member of another coven who is mad at the Cullens for not avenging her mate's death. Irina saw Renesmee jump, and took her to be one of the immortal children, or in other words, a child that was bitten. Because of their inability to control themselves, "Immortal Children" are not allowed to exist, and Irina [whose mother had been killed for making an immortal child] turns her in to the Volturi. Irina is not aware, however, that Renesmee is not an immortal child, she is half human, half vampire, growing and learning. The Volturi make the decision to come to Forks, and destroy the immortal child. Alice sees this in a vision, decides there is no hope, and runs. She tells the Cullens they need to prepare a witness, and leaves a clue for Bella to figure out how to get Renesmee and Jacob alibis, and then flees. When the Volturi show up, the Cullens have gathered wittness from all over the world, who have seen what the child is. Though at first, the Volturi are ready to kill, they soon see through all the people willing to protect the child that she is special and should not be harmed. The deal to let her live is set when Alice shows up near the end of the trail with another child like Renesmee, one the Volturi have never know of. That child manages to tell the Volturi how he ages and matures, how old he is, about his diet. They no longer see Renesmee to be a threat, and leave.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="Physical_Appearance" name="Physical_Appearance"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Physical Appearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Renesmee is described as having the facial features of her father, Edward, and sharing his hair color in her reddish-brown ringlets, but her eyes are exactly like Bella's were when she was human. She inherited her curly hair from her grandfather, Charlie Swan. She also has the pale, marblesque skin of a vampire, and her skin may be as tough as a regular vampires, but no one wants to test it to see if this is true. Her temperature seems to be unusually warm, only a few degrees below that of a werewolf. Similarily to her family's skin, Renesmee's skin glows in the sunshine rather than sparkling like diamonds.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="Diet" name="Diet"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Renesmee is able to survive on both blood and human food, though she prefers blood. She seems to have absolutely no problem resisting the urge to hunt humans, but doesn't much like to hunt animals. Jacob challenges her to competitions to see who can get the biggest prey.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="Special_Traits" name="Special_Traits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2 style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Special Traits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Renesmee (Nessie) shares traits of both species. Like a human, she has a beating heart (albeit a rather fast beating heart) and blood flows through her veins. It is also possible for her to sleep. As a half vampire , Nessie is indeed immortal as far as the Cullens know. Little is known about the half breeds of vampire as there are only a few, including Nessie , existing. Nessie's special vampire trait is a unique type of communication that she has been mastering since birth. She can thrust a memory of hers upon you with just a touch on the cheek to communicate. Thus, this made her short infant-hood much easier. She is able to penetrate Bella's "Shield", and this worries Bella, but Edward calms her down with the theory that this is because she has the opposite of Bella's ability, and she forces herself on Bella instead of shielding herself from Bella. 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(Finding True Love)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Created by Stephenie Meyer, Twilight has many fans all over the world. From The USA to Japan.  Stephenie told us on her site (Stepheniemeyer.com) that Twlight came to her in a dream. .......how most things tend to start, huh?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Twilight is about Isabella Swan who, for the sake of her mother, moves to Forks,Washington with her father. During her first day of school at Forks High she sees a group of Extremely beautilful Students who seemed different from the others. Among them was Edward. Edward Cullen, at first, hates Bella and she cant figure out why. Later in the story they fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/STpZQHvaUiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PMlvzDBgAFw/s1600-h/header2yh1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/STpZQHvaUiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/PMlvzDBgAFw/s320/header2yh1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276628046908641826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full Name:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Edward Anthony Mason Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;106&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Born:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 1901&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turned:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1918&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Race:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Vampire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coven:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Special qualities:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ability to read minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;     Edward, like all vampires, is very strong, very hot, and very protective of his mate (girlfriend lol). There isn't anything Edward isn't willing to give up or do for Bella. Edward was turned by Carlisle in 1918 during an outbreak of the Influenza when Edward was very close to death. Edward spent a while under Carlisle's "Diet" but after awhile decided to live by killing those who where wicked and, in Edwards eyes, no closer to being human than he was. Edward came back to Carlisle and after a long and boring time he met Bella. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The first time Edward saw Bella in &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt; was on her first day at Forks High school . On that day, he noticed that he was, and still is, unable to read Bella's mind. He was considerably frustrated. Later, in Biology (the only class he has with Bella), he is nearly overwhelmed by the scent of her blood, to the point of contemplating slaughtering the entire rest of the class just so that there would be no witnesses to his feeding on her, and the fact that she moves her hair right between her and Edward doesn't help his situation at all. Edward is resentful and angry that Bella could make him lose the control he'd built for years. In hopes of preventing a calamity, he doesn't acknowledge her, even though she is sitting next to him, and when the bell rings, he is the first person out of class. After school, he tries to transfer out of Biology, but when Bella walks into the office, that same desire to drink her blood nearly overcomes him. To avoid doing something he would later regret, he leaves quickly and runs to Alaska.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After a week away, Edward returns to school, determined not to allow the new girl to disrupt the life he and his family have created in Forks. Edward, now prepared to resist Bella's tempting blood, starts to converse with Bella in class, although she notices his fists balled up with tension. But the day after his return, Bella is nearly hit by a fellow student, Tyler Crowley's van. In a split-second decision, he saves her life using his supernatural speed and strength in public, risking exposure of not only himself but his entire family. Bella witnesses his abilities and becomes suspicious while his family's reactions range from disapproval to fury. Because of Bella's suspicions, Edward ends all contact with her for about six weeks until he can't take it anymore, saying that he's tired of trying to stay away from her. They become friends, sitting and talking together at lunch. While socializing with teenagers of the nearby Quileute tribe, Bella notes that they hint at the Cullens not being allowed on their reservation. She re-unites with Jacob Black, the son of her father's friend and an old childhood friend, and tricks him into telling her tribal legends by flirting outrageously. He says that the Quileutes were believed to be descended from werewolves and that the Cullen family (vampires) moved into the area years ago. They made a treaty with the werewolves: the vampires must not bite or kill a human or enter the reservation, and the werewolves will not expose the vampires for what they are. Bella is shocked and terrified as she finally comes to terms with this strange reality, but by that point they're in too deep. It is too late for either of them to stay away from the other. When Bella is interrogated by Jessica about her relationship with Edward, she tells her they are secretly dating as opposed to a truth no one will believe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Being with Edward is a lethal risk for Bella because he must constantly fight his desire for her blood as well as the fact that he could easily kill her without meaning to. He constantly warns Bella against being with him but she ignores him. His fears become justified when, during a Cullen family baseball game in the woods, a group of 'non-vegetarian' vampires smell Bella. Edward found out that one of them, a tracker called James, decided to kill Bella. Terrified for her safety, the whole Cullen family splits up to confuse James. Alice and Jasper (Edward's siblings) take Bella to a hotel room in Phoenix, where they wait to see if the others have destroyed James, which was their intention. James, however, is clever, and eludes the others and tricks Bella into thinking that he has her mother. He uses this to get her to come to him. He decides to kill her slowly, and this gives the Cullens time to find them, which they do just in time. Even though James has already bitten her, the wound is clean and Edward is able to suck the venom back out of Bella without drinking all her blood. Bella spends several weeks in a hospital in Phoenix recovering from her wounds. Edward feels guilty that about the risk to her safety. Bella brings up wanting to be changed into a vampire, but Edward sternly refuses. His reason is not revealed until &lt;i&gt;New Moon&lt;/i&gt;. They return to Forks and finish out the school year. Edward takes Bella to prom against her will, despite the fact that Bella has a broken leg. The book ends on a happy note, but Bella and Edward are still at an impasse as to whether or not Bella will be turned into a vampire.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="New_Moon" name="New_Moon"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;New Moon&lt;/i&gt; starts with Bella attempting to keep her 18th birthday a secret from the town and the Cullens family. She is very upset by her birthday because her turning 18 makes her "older" than Edward. She and Edward are still arguing over her becoming a vampire, and Bella doesn't want to be much older than Edward when she changes.(Bella is certain that she will eventually change.) So when Alice throws her a "surprise" birthday party Bella goes along with it just to make Alice happy, and while opening a gift she gets a paper cut. The trickle of blood almost sends Jasper (the newest member of the Cullen Family) over the edge. Anticipating the attack, Edward hears his thoughts and pulls Bella out of the way. In doing so, however, he accidently hurls Bella into a pile of glass plates, slicing her arms and causing her to bleed profusely. At this point, it takes Emmett to restrain Jasper while Carlisle patches her wounds. Edward has always hated how he seems to put Bella in danger because of what he is and the birthday party showed him just how dangerous vampires can be, so Edward makes the decision to leave in order to save Bella. He convinces Bella he doesn't want her anymore and leaves Forks to travel to Alaska with the rest of the Cullens.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After leaving Forks, Edward mostly just lives an infinitely elongated, depressed and meaningless life curled in a ball, though he does try his hand at tracking so that when he finds Victoria (James's mate) he will be able to track her but he is very unsuccessful.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, back in Forks, Bella has gone completely numb except for the huge hole torn in her from Edward. Every night there are nightmares about him that make her life miserable. Finally, when Charlie is threatening to send Bella to Jacksonville, she goes becomes friends with Jacob Black so that they can fix a pair of motorcycles. Bella wants the motorcycles because she recently discovered that when she puts herself in danger, Edwards voice comes into her head to lead her out of danger. There friendship comes to a sudden halt one day when Jacob becomes "sick." After Jacob should be better, he still refuses to see Bella until eventually one night he comes to visit her and tell her of his secret. After that, Bella is in danger once more and against Edward's wishes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After some months of living in a ball, Edward receives a phone call from Rosalie. Rosalie tells him that Alice had gone back to Forks because Bella is dead.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shocked, Edward calls Bella's house as Carlisle and asks to speak to Charlie, but Jacob Black answers the phone and says that Charlie is at the funeral (but not Bella's funeral, one of Charlie's close friends), which leads him further to believe that Bella was dead.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Unwilling and unable to live without her, Edward rushes to Volterra, Italy, from Brazil and to the Volturi the "royal family" of vampires in order to ask them to kill him. When they refuse, Edward decides to force their hand by attempting to expose himself as a vampire inside their own city, which would lead to his immediate execution. Bella, who rushes to Italy with Alice as soon as they realize what Edward is doing, stops him just before he steps into the light. But even though he has not exposed himself, and Bella hasn't gone completely insane, they still aren't safe. Edward has exposed their secret to a human, Bella, and by their laws she must die or become a vampire herself. To save them, Alice shows Aro, a leader who has an ability similar to Edward's, that Bella will be changed soon enough...despite Edward's protests--and they are finally allowed to leave.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Back in Forks, Bella at last uncovers that Edward really does love her as much as she loves him, and gathers the Cullens (who have moved back) in a meeting where the family votes on whether or not Bella should be changed into one of their kind and enter their family. The majority votes affirmatively, but they all agree that it should not happen until after she graduates from high school. Edward is furious, but later agrees to change Bella himself if she will marry him first, (to Bella's utter distaste). Later, Jacob reminds Edward that the Cullens are not allowed to bite or kill a human without violating the treaty. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="Eclipse" name="Eclipse"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;In &lt;i&gt;Eclipse&lt;/i&gt;, Bella is upset by the fact that her best friend and werewolf, Jacob Black, refuses to talk to her. Edward, still trying to draw out Bella's human life, insists on her filling out various applications for college. While bringing over more applications, Edward notices the newspaper's cover story about multiple murders in nearby Seattle. He reveals that his family suspects new-born vampires are about, though they can’t imagine why they aren’t aware of the rules set down by the Volturi. Edward, Bella, and Alice are finishing their senior years. One day at school, Alice sees that Victoria is back in town, searching for Bella. Edward tries to keep this information from Bella. He insists that they take the weekend to go visit Bella’s mother in Florida, using the tickets given to Bella for her 18th birthday by Edward’s parents.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When they get back, Jacob confronts Edward about why he kept this information from Bella, also discussing the treaty’s bounds, as the Cullen’s crossed the territorial line chasing Victoria. Edward tells Bella what happened, revealing that he took Bella from Forks to keep her safe. Bella and Jacob reconcile, and begin hanging out once again, of which Edward disapproves. After convincing Edward that she will be safe with the werewolves, Edward allows Bella to visit La Push once in a while. On one of these visits, Jacob confesses his love for Bella, kissing her forcefully. She injures her hand punching him, something Edward is proud of. Edward threatens Jacob on Bella’s return from La Push.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Edward's reluctance of changing Bella into a vampire is revealed. He tells Bella that changing her into monster, just so that he will never have to lose her, is the most selfish thing he could ever do. He tells her that if there was any way for him to be human again, he would change for her no matter the price. Edward proposes to Bella once more, and she accepts under the condition that, after their wedding, they'll make love while she's still human.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jacob and Edward make a treaty to work together to protect Bella from Victoria, who is still attempting to find her. After a while, the Cullens figure out why there is a pack of newborn vampires in Seattle, as Jasper Whitlock has experience with the situation: they are being bred by Victoria for use as an army (newborn vampires, while inexperienced and clumsy, are incredibly strong, even by vampire standards). The werewolves agree to fight the vampires with the Cullens, and a plan is made to rage battle against them, using Jasper's knowledge of newborns and their instincts. While laying down this plan, Edward and Bella decide to spend the night in the mountains. The night is so cold, however, that Bella needs Jacob to come and sleep in her sleeping bag to keep her warm. During the night, when Bella is thought to be asleep, Jacob openly confesses his feelings for Bella to Edward, and the two of them come to an understanding that there are things Jacob can do for Bella that Edward cannot do, such as keep her warm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the morning, Edward and Bella begin to discuss some of their favorite nights together and the marriage between the two is brought up. They are interrupted by a loud howl of agony, and Bella realizes that Jacob was listening outside the tent. She sends Edward to find him, worried about what he might do in his pain. When they return, Edward gives them time to talk. Jacob tells her he will commit suicide during battle if she does not kiss him. This is a trick to get Bella to admit she is in love with him and to kiss Jacob. She then begs Jacob to do so. During the kiss, Bella realizes she is in love with Jacob; however it is not of the same love or intensity with which she loves Edward. When Edward returns, he realizes what had happened by listening to another werewolf's thoughts. He tells Bella that he is not angry with her for loving Jacob, and that he understands her frustration (to Bella's utter annoyance).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Soon after, Victoria arrives with her coven of newborns, and the battle begins. Victoria leaves her group in the course of the fight to track down Bella, and arrives at the camp site where Edward, Bella, and Seth, a young werewolf are waiting out the fight. One of Victoria’s newborns, Riley, accompanies her. Seth defeats the newborn Riley, and Edward destroys Victoria. The battle ends, and it is discovered that Jacob has been wounded. Bella goes to visit him, and they come to the uncomfortable understanding that Bella loves Jacob, but cannot live without Edward. Jacob insists that if she changes her mind, he will be waiting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After Bella agrees to let Alice plan their wedding, Edward decides that he will make love to Bella without getting married, "no strings attached". Bella declines and decides that it is time to tell Charlie of their engagement. The epilogue is seen through Jacob Black's point of view. Edward, without Bella’s knowledge, sends Jacob a wedding invitation, angering him unintentionally. The book ends with Jacob running away in wolf form, intending to "leave Jacob Black behind".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Breaking Dawn &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;more to be added later ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;Little is said about Edward in the first chapter of &lt;i&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/i&gt;. It is known that he bought Bella an expensive Mercedes Guardian sports car that "isn't even available in the United States yet" and is supposedly missile-proof, after her ancient Chevy truck finally died. He and Bella have told both of her parents of their engagement, and they each approve. Also, his sister Alice is busy making preparations the wedding, which is only a few days away.                                                                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/STpaFl8wxLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LBeQ1rd2HnA/s1600-h/Kristen-Stewart2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/STpaFl8wxLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LBeQ1rd2HnA/s320/Kristen-Stewart2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276628965550769330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full Name:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Isabella Marie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Swan&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Born: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Race:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strike style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Human&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Vampire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As the first book opens, her mother has just recently married Phil Dwyer, a minor league baseball player who is much younger than she is. Phil travels a lot due to his profession, and Bella notices how much her mother wants to be with him while he travels. So, to make it easier for them, Bella moves back to her birthtown of Forks, Washington, to live with her father, Charlie Swan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She enrolls at Forks High School and notices that boys are immediately attracted to her, although she dismisses the advances. She makes a few new friends, including Jessica Stanley, Angela Weber, and Mike Newton.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The one group of people at Forks High School that truly intrigues Bella are the Cullens, a mysteriously captivating family, consisting of five adopted children. In particular Edward Cullen, captures her attention. At first, Bella is sure that he hates her — they are forced to sit next to each other in biology class, and he gives her a frightening look of loathing, then clenches his fists and grinds his teeth, never speaking to her. Later on, she finds him in the office trying desperately to switch out of the class. Despite this strange behavior, Bella finds herself drawn to him, but still believes that he is trying to switch classes to avoid being near her, which puzzles and upsets her exceedingly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After a week-long absence, Edward returns and speaks to Bella for the first time. He is pleasant and civil, and she notices that his eyes, which were black/onyx when she first met him, are now a beautiful shade of gold/topaz. Shortly after, Edward saves her from being hit by an out-of-control van with what seemed like supernatural speed and strength. A suspicious Bella confronts him about it at the hospital, but he refuses to talk about it, reluctantly promising to "explain later". Bella soon starts having dreams about Edward. For several weeks, they do not talk to each other.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As the story progresses, Bella finds out from a family friend, Jacob Black, that the Cullens "supposedly" are vampires, or, as they are referred to by Jacob's American Indian tribe (The Quileutes), "the Cold Ones". They are supposedly different from other vampires in substituting animal blood for human blood, refusing to hunt humans. The Cullens call themselves "vegetarians" because only drinking animal blood is like something like eating tofu instead of meat.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even as Edward and Bella get to know each other better, it is hard for Edward to be near her, because her blood "sings" to him. Although he does not drink human blood, Edward constantly lusts for it, and Bella's blood is especially tantalizing for him. The scent of her blood is so alluring that it causes him actual physical pain to be with her. He must always control his desire, and finds that his mind reading capabilities do not work on her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eventually, the two declare their love for one another and grow closer, asking each other questions and getting to know each other better. Edward introduces her to his family, and she is asked to watch their baseball game. Danger reveals itself in the form of a visiting vampire coven consisteing of Laurent, Victoria, and James. Victoria's mate James is a sadistic tracker vampire who has set his sights on killing Bella. Edward and his family save Bella and destroy James, although the other vampires of his coven, Victoria and Laurent, survive. Bella escapes death with broken ribs, a broken leg, multiple fractures, bruises and a permanent crescent-shaped scar on her hand where James had bitten her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although being bitten by a vampire would have changed Bella into a vampire, Edward drew out the venom before its effects could take place. Bella spends time in a hospital with Edward constantly by her side, where he admits that his sister Alice saw a vision of Bella becoming a vampire. However, he is determined to keep her human, despite her own determination to become a vampire. The reasons behind his intentions are not revealed in &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt;, but is eventually revealed by Edward in &lt;i&gt;Eclipse&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Edward takes Bella to the prom despite her broken leg and angry protests. And again, they confess their true love for each other. There are high levels of tension as book ends with Edward and Bella's differences of opinion about turning her into a vampire.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="New_Moon" name="New_Moon"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;i&gt;New Moon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;The events of &lt;i&gt;New Moon&lt;/i&gt; begin on Bella's eighteenth birthday. Bella is especially upset because it is the day that she becomes older, physically, than Edward (The love of her life). Edward manages to persuade her to come to his house on the evening of her birthday for a party thrown by Alice. Though she discourages the Cullens from giving her gifts, they insist. Bella receives a paper cut while opening one of her gifts, causing Jasper (Edward's brother, also the 'newest' member of the family) to try to attack her. Edward believes that she would be safer without him, his family, and his dangerous style of life, so he and his family leave Forks. He deceives Bella into thinking that he does not love her any longer. He promises that she will have nothing to remember him by, and makes her promise to be safe. He says "it will be as if I'd never existed".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bella sinks into a deep depression for four months, until she is 'awoken' out of her depression by Charlie, her father. He threatens to send her back to live with her mother in Jacksonville, Florida, because he is worried about her behavior. To appease her father, she tries to engage in normal, teenage-like behavior. She invites her friend Jessica to go to Port Angeles with her for dinner and a movie. While there, they run into four men standing outside a bar. She, for some reason, starts to approach them. Just then, she hears Edward's voice inside her head. His 'soft velvet' voice, taking on a slight angry tone, tells her 'Bella, stop this right now! Turn around and go back to Jess'. Bella soon realizes that whenever she puts herself in a dangerous situation, she can hear Edward's voice in her head again with perfect clarity. This eventually endangers her as she begins seeking out hazardous situations and hallucinations of Edward.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Still depressed, she becomes closer friends with Jacob Black, who fixes a motorcycle for her and teaches her to ride. Jacob, however, is completely unaware that Bella wants to ride motorcycles just so she can hear Edward's voice again. Jacob and Bella become very good friends, verging on the edge of romance, when suddenly Jacob refuses to answer any of her calls and asks her not to come to his house anymore. It is not until a few weeks later that Bella becomes completely incapable of dealing with Jacob's distance. She drives to La Push, the reservation where Jacob lives, to confront him. Through small clues he drops, she finally realizes what has happened to her best friend: he has become a werewolf. She learns that Victoria (the mate of the vampire James, whom Edward's brothers, Emmett and Jasper, killed in &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt;) has returned to kill her (Victoria believes to get revenge through a mate for a mate - unaware that Edward left her), and that the werewolves have powers which rival those of the vampires.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After Jacob promises to take Bella cliff diving and doesn't show, Bella decides that she wants to hear Edward's voice again. To experience her hallucination, Bella goes cliff diving and nearly drowns. When Alice, Edward's sister (who has the power to see the future), sees Bella jump, she believes Bella had committed suicide, and subsequently returns to Forks. Edward, isolated from his family by his own volition, is told by Rosalie, his other sister, that Bella is dead. Alice tells Bella that Edward is going to Volterra, Italy to be killed by the Volturi. The Volturi are the oldest and most powerful coven of vampires in the world, described by Edward as the "royal family" of vampires. They have held Volterra for three thousand years, and are known as 'rulekeepers' to all vampires. In reality, there is only one rule to be kept: humans must not know about the existence of vampires. Edward goes to the Volturi to be killed because he could not bear to live in a world without Bella. Bella and Alice quickly pursue him to Italy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In Italy, Bella finds Edward about to step into the sunlight in the Volturi's home city. This would make his skin sparkle like diamonds, exposing himself to humans as 'otherworldly' and earning a swift death from the Volturi. Bella convinces Edward just in time to not step into the sunlight, but they are soon cornered and taken into the 'home' of the Volturi. After demonstrating their powers 'en masse', the Volturi make Alice swear that Bella will be made a vampire, or else they will kill her. Here, it is made known that many vampiric "powers" do not affect Bella at all. (It is later revealed that the powers Bella is immune to are those of psychological operation.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Back in Forks, Bella and Edward are together again (though Charlie has grounded Bella for a long time and hates Edward), and he promises her that he has always loved her, and will never leave her again. They also strike up a deal - he will change her if she promises to marry him. She doesn't want to be married (reasons later explained in &lt;i&gt;Eclipse&lt;/i&gt;) so the back up plan is for Carlisle to change her after she finishes high school. Later, in the woods, Jacob reminds Edward of the treaty made between the Cullens and the La Push werewolves, which stated that no Cullen could &lt;b&gt;bite&lt;/b&gt; a human. Bella is left in a difficult position: if she does not become a vampire, the Volturi will come after her to kill her. However, if the Cullens do make her a vampire, the La Push werewolves will drive the Cullens away from the area. The book finishes with Charlie yelling at Bella to return to the house and Bella reluctantly coming back, holding Edward's hand, firmly believing that she can face anything with 'her destiny' at her side.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="Eclipse" name="Eclipse"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eclipse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bella starts out at the beginning of &lt;i&gt;Eclipse&lt;/i&gt; in her house, still grounded by Charlie for leaving without notice to Italy, cliffdiving, and motorcycle riding. She is reading a letter from Jacob that says that they can't be friends any more. Bella is upset about this, but her mood improves when Edward comes to visit her. Edward is trying to convince Bella to fill out more application forms for college, but Bella thinks that college is pointless since she's going to be turning into a vampire and won't go to college anyway. Bella then sees an article in the newspaper about a series of mysterious killings in Seattle and finds it interesting. Edward explains that these killings are most likely a newborn vampire, unable to control its thirst. Soon, Charlie 'un-grounds' Bella on the condition that she not spend all her time with Edward. Later on that day in school, Bella witnesses Alice having a vision: Victoria is coming to Forks to hunt Bella. Not knowing the contents of the vision, Bella eventually asks Edward about it. Edward lies about the vision to try to protect Bella, then takes her away from Forks on a weekend trip to Florida to visit Bella's mother. The visit to Florida and the return trip proceeds without incident.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When they get back, Jacob calls Bella and confirms that she will be at school on Monday. The next day at school, Jacob is waiting for Bella and Edward. Bella, Edward and Jacob then get into a fight. No one is hurt, but Bella realizes the true nature of Alice's previous vision. She also finds out that there was a fight between the Cullens and the werewolves over the border line when Victoria came looking for Bella. Bella and Jacob do not spend any time together for a while after this, and Edward considers that a good thing because of his distrust of Jacob. Eventually, Bella gets over her fight with Jacob and goes to his house, much to Edward's displeasure. Bella enjoys this getaway with Jacob, but knows her time is limited. After returning home, she discusses with Edward her belief that the werewolves are safe. Edward disagrees, and they drop the subject.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ultimately, Edward must go hunting and leave Bella. Since Edward does not want Bella to spend time with Jacob, he bribes Alice with a yellow 911 Porsche turbo (identical to the one they stole in Italy to get to Volterra) to watch over Bella while he's gone and keep her away from Jacob. Bella is furious at Edward's presumption and manages to slip away with Jacob again. Upon returning to the Cullens' house, she encounters Edward. He is not upset that Bella ran away and realizes that he has to let go to some extent and not be overprotective. Bella thanks Edward, and he begins regularly taking her to Jacob's house so that she can spend some time with him. During one of these visits, Jacob admits that he is in love with Bella and kisses her. Bella is furious and punches him in the face, breaking her hand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, Bella still has her heart set on joining Edward and his family as a vampire. But, after thorough consideration, she decides that there is one thing she would like to do while human: have Edward make love to her. Edward immediately refuses this "demand", explaining that although he wants her as much as she wants him, he could easily kill her. Bella insists that he would never allow himself to let that happen. Eventually, Edward agrees that they can "try", but she must marry him first. Bella reluctantly agrees, making herself Edward's fiancée.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During the fight between the newborn vampires from Seattle, Bella realizes and admits that she is in love with Jacob, but also knows that she can not live without Edward. She kisses Jacob but then tells him shortly after that she can't be with him and leaves to be with Edward. Just before the book ends, Edward takes Bella to the meadow and says that he will do whatever Bella wants without marrying her, because she is trying to make everybody happy, but all Edward cares about is making her happy. Bella refuses this and tells him that she wants to do this the right way (marriage, making love and then being turned), and not just for him, but for herself as well. So Bella and Edward go to break the news of their engagement to her father, Charlie. The rest of the book is finished in Jacob's perspective. Edward 'breaks the rules' by sending a wedding invitation to Jacob. Jacob becomes angry and depressed not because Bella is choosing Edward over him but because Jacob believes she is killing herself by choosing to be a vampire. He phases, and tries to become a pure wolf, leaving Jacob Black behind.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="bodyContent"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a id="Breaking_Dawn" name="Breaking_Dawn"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the first chapter of &lt;i&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/i&gt;, it is revealed that Bella and Edward have told both of her parents about their engagement and both given their blessing, though Charlie is still slightly resistant to the thought of their marriage. Alice is busy making preparations for the wedding, which is only a few days away. Meanwhile, Edward has bought her a super-strength safety car, which she sees as either a sign of compassion and caring or as over-protectiveness and worry about her safety. This car is for temporary use until she is changed into a vampire, when she will not need the protection. During Bella and Edward's honeymoon, Bella feels a bump on her belly and misses her period, and she realizes she is pregnant with Edward's child.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She becomes pregnant at an extremely fast rate, and she becomes very sick. She can't keep food down, and is dying. Also, the baby inside of her is so strong it has been breaking her ribs by accident. Edward had asked Jacob to try to convince her to kill the baby that was killing her, but Bella couldn't, because she loved it. Jacob instead suggests for Bella to drink blood, and becomes stronger. Edward realizes that he can hear the baby's thoughts, and starts to want to not kill the baby anymore when he hears that the baby "absolutely adores Bella." Jacob remarks that Edward could never hate anyone who loved Bella, which is why Edward did not hate him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bella accidentally causes her hardened placenta to detach, and Edward, Rosalie, Alice, and Jacob are forced to perform an emergency birthing. Bella's body is nearly destroyed in the process - several ribs are broken, she loses vast amounts of blood, and her spinal cord is snapped. She names her child Renesmee, but then her heart stops beating. Edward injects her heart with some of his own venom and bites her body in several places, turning Bella into a vampire. Jacob imprints on Renesmee, unbeknownst to Bella.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Later, Bella is with Jacob and Renesmee in the forest when a vampire, Irina, sees her daughter and mistakes her for an immortal child, a heinous crime of the vampire world. When Alice learns that the Volturi Coven and the entire guard is coming to destory the Cullens, she flees with Jasper on a secret mission which she doesn't tell anyone. The Cullens look for other vampires to be witnesses, including nomads and other covens, such as the Irish coven and Amazon coven. In the meantime, Kate, a member of Tanya's coven, tries to teach Bella to project her power, so she could protect others from the Volturi's powers. The Cullens and their allies manage to convince the Volturi that Renesmee really is growing (with the help of the werewolves that are actually shape-shifters, Alice's research, and Bella's gift) though Irina pays for her mistake with her death. Edward, Bella, and Renesmee are now free to live their lives forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Twilight&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ©&lt;/span&gt;Stephenie Meyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-8488044993503393647?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8488044993503393647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=8488044993503393647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8488044993503393647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8488044993503393647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/STpY0XZHbBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/d4mjAOwfZzM/s72-c/200px-Book_jacket_of_Twilight.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-3700773753606435216</id><published>2008-11-29T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:20:45.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of 28 November 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Today , got a good and bad memory . Let's start the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;memory of 28 Nov 08&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 10.00 : I went to Yuan Jia house to wait for Darren came to fetch us to Sunway Pyramid .&lt;br /&gt;- 10.15 : Me and Yuan Jia  went to outside to wait Darren Mom car . It's feel so unlucky , before Darren mom came . Because we saw the most we hatred person pass by Yuan Jia house .&lt;br /&gt;- 10.45 : This Darren late 15 mins ~ !!!!!!! sigh !!!! But , at least . he finally came . [ Phew ]&lt;br /&gt;- 11.00 :We reach at pyramid and Me , Y.J and D.R.N shop shop first . And we went to restroom . I just take about 5-6 minus . But , the  yuan jia and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;darren CHONG ZHI ERN&lt;/span&gt; take 30MINUSSSSSS at toilet !! Let me wait until so long ~!!! Argh !!!&lt;br /&gt;-11.45 : After that , we wait for yuanjia future-soon-wife come to Pyramid . [ We wait until 1230 .. i think cause wait toooooo longgggggg . ]&lt;br /&gt;- 13.00 : We saw Weng Yee [ yuan jia future wife ] at Mcd . [ sweat - dropped ]&lt;br /&gt;- 14.00 : I went to K.F.C , cause there got someone treat it . Because it's her birthday and Good - Bye party . That's mei see . &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;!! At least buy me a - 14.30 : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Stupid  LEE YUAN JIA&lt;/span&gt;  didn't buy me a ticket of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Twilight &lt;/span&gt;. [ I can't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;forgive&lt;/span&gt; him forever life !!!! Hmph !! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;original dvd &lt;/span&gt;!!! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; SKIP Some Scene Part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yuan jia finally &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;held&lt;/span&gt; Weng Yee hand !!!!!! ^^ And he put his hand around her shoulder . They really look like LOVELY - DOVE COUPLE !!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Mei See treat us eat , watch movie , and buy us some cute cute stuff . Love her . I feels like wan to cry but can't [ LOL ]&lt;br /&gt;- My boyfriend came .. sorry , is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EX&lt;/span&gt; - boyfriend .. i asked him to break up with me . I feel myself so bad . Actually , from the beginning i didnt like him and i just playful around but what i didnt thought is .. he seriously like me ...................... And some of friend say .. they say i am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bad girl and evil girl too &lt;/span&gt; . Sob ~~~~~  I feels so guilty for him . &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;And now , only i got one more boyfriend . [ sweat - dropped ] finally , no one call me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Playgirl&lt;/span&gt; already . [ Phew ]&lt;br /&gt;- On the other hand , yuan jia and his gf . shop shop and being like real real couple . Like a mature couple . [ sweat - dropped ]&lt;br /&gt;- And then , mei see .. bye bye adi -..- lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Then , afterwards go back house . I call yuan jia and we chat alots of thing .. at behind part .. i cried because i feels like .. i wan to .. about mei see and my EX - boyfriend . ..... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-3700773753606435216?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/3700773753606435216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=3700773753606435216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/3700773753606435216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/3700773753606435216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/11/memories-of-28-november-2008.html' title='Memories of 28 November 2008'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-7533350630350579070</id><published>2008-11-26T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:33:25.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Relationship of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Just to let you all know , that He : She got a new name is called &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Koh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Guek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hoong&lt;/span&gt; [ It's quite weird if in english but when speaks in Chinese kinda Nice ~ !!! ] ^^ How Lovely ~ ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.H forever ~ ! Peace !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-7533350630350579070?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7533350630350579070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=7533350630350579070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/7533350630350579070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/7533350630350579070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-relationship-of-love.html' title='My Relationship of Love'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-5997147511477776246</id><published>2008-11-19T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:21:58.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>Well , today ...... I'll like anyone to know that Friendship is important ?! Nah , some of people will think friendship not important or whatsoever ... but , what I want to say is .. for me . Friendship is important . My past ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 - I thought that she is my best friend forever .. but , she is not after 2 year .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 - I thought that she might be ~~~ but , she changed ~~~ maybe she is not my type but somehow I like to chat with her . &gt; Laughing out Loud &lt; style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; . Since her favorite colour is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; . I think she already forgot what's my fav colour&lt;br /&gt;For she , friendship is unimportant . But , of course &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; is good person . Anything about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; , I like because she is my best friend [ that time, i thoughtful ] I didn't say anything bad about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; before this because for me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt; friend but sometimes I just tease her . If she , well she talk bad about me in front of her friends . How &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hurtful&lt;/span&gt; ..... when I am with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; . I want do all the best as I can make her smile and when she need a help I'll help her as I can help . She did but not much as me . Sometimes , I was a selfish but usually I'll think about her then myself . But , .. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; didn't think about me whenever she not around me or with her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" good at anything friends "&lt;/span&gt; she won't think about me . But , I don't really mind . Somehow , we have a lots of sweet memories .  Now days , school holiday is begin .. come to think .. she really didn't did any good thing for me .. I mean , if i want her to help me for my stories or whatsoever . She will &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to give a&lt;/span&gt; excuse &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; reject &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it . Always ~~~~~~ sometimes , she will borrow something for me . Well , I really did enjoyed whenever I with her . I am tired to continue friendship with her . You can say I am bored with her now . Cause she say she will change her attitude . Yes , she did . She become more evil for me -.- Next year , school will start . I'll promise to myself . Next year is people come to me and try to be my best friend . It's enough for this year . I am already try my best to keep our friendship with her . But , she ? Doesn't looks like ~~~ sigh ~~ What to do ~~~ never mind ... Next year ,&lt;/span&gt; I don't want to waste my time on useless person like this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. [ well .. you also can I can i talking bad about her ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;PS : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;, if you are reading this . Please change your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;selfish &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; show off &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;attitude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-5997147511477776246?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/5997147511477776246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=5997147511477776246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/5997147511477776246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/5997147511477776246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-5835792533903450463</id><published>2008-11-16T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:24:58.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Name your best traits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(223, 239, 207);"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Make all the people around me happy ~ !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. If you have the chance, what would you probably say to your beloved one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; need you and you always make my heart feels warm . You make me knew what is called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; be there for me when I" Happiness " . Thank You for come to my life . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. If you were to be stranded on a desert island, who are the 3 blog buddies&lt;br /&gt;you would take with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(223, 239, 207);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Michelle [ K0nek0 ] , Onee-chan [ CutenatsumeXmikan ] and Gin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most and with whom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Japan with my future husband .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lucky always . &gt;Laughing&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Of course , before a person who know make money . We doesn't have money to buy . We can eat with natural who make by God . We can use natural that can make us live . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(223, 239, 207);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A love from my family and friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(223, 239, 207);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bring my family goes around the world !! Shopping more !! Eat more !! Spa !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Relaxing !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nah , of course ! But , I think like no need to confess .. it right ~ ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10. List out the good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(223, 239, 207);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saturday and Sunday , I can surfing net the whole day !!! Without any disturbing ~ ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11. How are you feeling today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mixed emotions .. happy , upset , hyper , excited , exhausted and joy something else ~ ~ ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12. What &lt;strike&gt;is&lt;/strike&gt; was your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(223, 239, 207);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Not sure yet , but I want ambition something like connection with Japan ~ ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;13. What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Quiet or love gossip - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; me since we don't know each other . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;14. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Love  . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I think No ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;16. What do you see when you look into a mirror?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Myself .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me ! I ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;17. Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My second Sister [ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Babaria&lt;/span&gt; ] or I don't share it some . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;18. What is going on in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(223, 239, 207);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't know . I just know Enjoy my life since i born to enjoy with a smile .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I am looking forward too What might happen it . Who knows ~ ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;19. What's your definition of love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(223, 239, 207);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Feels everything that you didn't even feels before . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;20. What are your hopes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(223, 239, 207);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anything but no war or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;argue&lt;/span&gt; with my family [ i hate this the most !! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-5835792533903450463?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/5835792533903450463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=5835792533903450463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/5835792533903450463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/5835792533903450463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-3764412248098677105</id><published>2008-11-16T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:12:02.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampire Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Starting I watch the first episode , I was love it so much !!!! And I starting read the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt; until 43 but now , It's has season two .. that's Vampire Knight Guilty . Last day , I start to watch Vampire Knight Guilty but it's bored !!! Because , same as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt; ~ !!! But , this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt; is awesome !!! ^^ I hope they will add some new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;scene !!! hehe ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-3764412248098677105?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/3764412248098677105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=3764412248098677105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/3764412248098677105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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arial;"&gt;I hate myself .&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling myself , if I don't care how you treat me so badly .&lt;br /&gt;At least , I still by your side .&lt;br /&gt;But ,&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much .&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes , I don't want you to treat me like this . . .&lt;br /&gt;I helped you a lots .&lt;br /&gt;But ,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you say that you owe me or a thank you for me .&lt;br /&gt;What I want is ..&lt;br /&gt;You care about me .&lt;br /&gt;Even , I know you doesn't know more about how important is our relationship&lt;br /&gt;But ,&lt;br /&gt;You should at least care about me .&lt;br /&gt;Why always me ~ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now , I hate you !!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk to you .&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to see your Sh!t Face !!!&lt;br /&gt;What I want to do now is break your Fucking heart into a pieces ~ !&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you feel what I feel it before .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You won't know who am I saying .. just give up , No one will know who I saying to but me and God . &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-2770487064706575860?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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action="http://www.acepolls.com/vote/Do-i-look-what-for-you--/779834/"&gt;&lt;div style="border-width:1px; border-color:#0; border-style:solid; width:250; background-color:#FF6FCF; color:#6728B2 !important; background-image:url(http://www.acepolls.com/pollimages/bg/13.gif);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold; color:#6728B2 !important;"&gt;Do i look what for you ~ ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="choice" value="0"&gt;Emo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="choice" value="1"&gt;Cute &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="choice" value="2"&gt;Beautiful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="choice" value="3"&gt;Cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="choice" value="4"&gt;Spicy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="choice" value="5"&gt;Natural &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="choice" value="6"&gt;I dont know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value=" Vote! 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Vampire Knight Guilty finally out !&lt;br /&gt;Let's check it - &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/media-464908/Vampire-Knight-Guilty-Episode-1.html"&gt;Episode 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/library/Vampire_Knight_Guilty"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-1969095189907652506?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1969095189907652506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=1969095189907652506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/1969095189907652506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/1969095189907652506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/10/love.html' title='The love'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-7060824420959917986</id><published>2008-10-12T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:32:06.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gakuen Alice : Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;To my dear readers of Boyfriend Problems . Gakuen Alice . Here you goes ~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here those Girls clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF8YREMe0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Qf_AJa42CtE/s1600-h/75363-xs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF8YREMe0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Qf_AJa42CtE/s320/75363-xs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256118996457782082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF-Ftfx7lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PIKuYxtUGY8/s1600-h/fashionhood-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF-Ftfx7lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PIKuYxtUGY8/s320/fashionhood-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256120876695416402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;               Boys Clothes&lt;br /&gt;From up Mochu,Koko,Ruka&lt;br /&gt;Down - Natsume,Yuu,Satoru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-7060824420959917986?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7060824420959917986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=7060824420959917986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/7060824420959917986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/7060824420959917986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/10/welcome-my-dear-readers.html' title='Gakuen Alice : Fashion'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SPF8YREMe0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Qf_AJa42CtE/s72-c/75363-xs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-6037188953939134202</id><published>2008-10-05T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:34:12.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so sweet !!! ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer: &lt;/b&gt;Nope, don’t own it. But dreams come true don’t they? Better get my wish list ready for Santa. You’ll know what’ll be on the top, right? Of course you do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Written by:&lt;/b&gt; I Can Hear The Melody&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Signs You’re In Love 101&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hated you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hated hating you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But now, I’ve realized what I hated more.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hating loving you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;- I Can Hear The Melody-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stupid Imai. This morning, she just tossed me this book. I only read manga, for your information.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stupid book. Stupid title. Who in the world would name a book, “Signs You’re In Love 101”? Stupid author. If I only knew who wrote the book, the stupid author would have been fried chicken by now. But it’s anonymous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The inventor told me to read it, saying stupid stuff like, “You’ll need it. Pay me back what it cost.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stupid Imai. Did I already say that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tch. I’ll read, fine. Ruka looked at me in a weird way. The kind of look that says, “I like it when my girlfriend tortures you.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What kind of a best friend is that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He even forced me to read it. Saying stuff like, “I’ll get my squirrels to tear apart your manga.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sure, I could have burned it. But squirrels are scary. Don’t believe me? I should have never told Ruka what happened during that Christmas party. Squirrels everywhere. Ugh…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I opened the book, there was a dedication page on it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dedicated to all those dumb losers who can’t see what’s right in front of them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Great way to start it, isn’t it? I thought so too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Signs You’re In Love 101&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Whenever you see him/her, you get a funny feeling in your heart. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah, right. When I see her I get a feeling all right. This disgusting feeling in my heart. It sickens me. Then, again, it feels warm…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. You can’t stop thinking about him/her no matter what you do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can’t stop thinking about how she’s such an idiot. I mean, everyday, she bumps into me and falls on her butt! She’s too stupid to realize that I always take that route for a reas- reason. A reason to tease her about her panties. Not that I like seeing it. She shows it to me. Not my fault.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. You get jealous easily when you see him/her with another person of the opposite gender besides yourself. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Natsume Hyuuga never gets jealous. So that fury inside me when I see Polka with that Shadow Freak or with that Gay Teacher is just a feeling of protection. Well, don’t blame me for being a good soul.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. You want to be with him/her as much as you can.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s not me that wants to be with her! She just squeezes herself beside me and stays there. When I try to pry her out, she sticks right on. The leech.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. When she/he’s not there, you feel lonely. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don’t feel lonely. I’m social with lots of people. It’s that idiot who’s lonely. When that Imai’s not there, she gets all sad. And it pai- I mean, it sickens me to see her like that. Ugly. And when’s she’s gone and worrying about Imai, I feel worr- I mean, happy. Happy that she’s gone from my life. So that pain in my stomach must be nothing. Right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. You think he/she’s beautiful/hot in anything he/she wears.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Beautiful? Hot? Yeah right. That idiot would never look hot. Nor beautiful. Just because she has soft, silky smooth brown hair and smooth, pale, flawless skin doesn’t mean she’s beautiful. She probably thinks she does. Not that I agree. The narcissist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. You want to listen to his/her voice forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’d rather die than listen to her voice. It sounds like a screeching squirrel signing up for an opera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8. You hate it when he/she feels bad or sad in any way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah, but that’s only ‘cause I’m so kind. She’s not that special that I only feel bad for her. Or worried about her. I care about Ruka too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Forget that, it sounded gay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;9. You love everything about him/her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love? You’ve got to be kidding me. I don’t love anything about her. I hate her smile, it’s too bright and wonder- I mean terrible. I hate her smell, she smells like a mixture of oranges and strawberries that’s so alluri- disgusting. I hate her voice, you already know the reason why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10. You love loving him/her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love loving? That’s just stupid. Stupid book. Stupid author. Stupid Imai. Stupid Mikan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don’t love her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Did I say that already? I didn’t?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stupid author. Didn’t even put in 101 signs you’re in love. Only 10. Not that I need it now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Because I know I’m in love. I’m smart enough to know that. But &lt;i&gt;she’s &lt;/i&gt;too stupid to realize that I hated her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hated loving her, that is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-6037188953939134202?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6037188953939134202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=6037188953939134202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/6037188953939134202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/6037188953939134202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-so-sweet.html' title='This is so sweet !!! ^^'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-2181310570434683391</id><published>2008-10-05T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:13:40.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOh_a5U4wiI/AAAAAAAAADw/RuIqNhI_yRM/s1600-h/glitterfy003619T551D31.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOh_a5U4wiI/AAAAAAAAADw/RuIqNhI_yRM/s320/glitterfy003619T551D31.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253589065369436706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOh_URUg1jI/AAAAAAAAADo/HlrQYKSo05M/s1600-h/taylor-swift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOh_URUg1jI/AAAAAAAAADo/HlrQYKSo05M/s320/taylor-swift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253588951551235634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah! I'm so addicted to Taylor Swift now! I love her songs!!! Especially Teardrops on my Guitar and I'd Lie! Yay! I so love her voice! For me, it's so serene!! Yay! If anyone knows any song of her, can you tell it to me??? Please!!!! Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd Lie&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that passenger seat&lt;br /&gt;Has ever looked this good to me&lt;br /&gt;He tells me about his night&lt;br /&gt;And I count the colors in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He'll never fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I don't think it ever crossed his mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He tells a joke, I fake a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But I know all his favorite songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could tell you&lt;br /&gt;His favorite color's green&lt;br /&gt;He loves to argue&lt;br /&gt;Born on the seventeenth&lt;br /&gt;His sister's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;He has his father's eyes&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask me if I love him&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He looks around the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Innocently overlooks the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shouldn't a light go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And he sees everything black and white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Never let nobody see him cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't let nobody see me wishin' he was mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you&lt;br /&gt;His favorite color's green&lt;br /&gt;He loves to argue&lt;br /&gt;Born on the seventeenth&lt;br /&gt;His sister's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;He has his father's eyes&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask me if I love him&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He stands there, then walks away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My God, if I could only say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm holding every breath for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd never tell you&lt;br /&gt;But he can play guitar&lt;br /&gt;I think he can see through everything but my heart&lt;br /&gt;First thought when I wake up is&lt;br /&gt;My God, he's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;So I put on my make-up&lt;br /&gt;And pray for a miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, I could tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;His favorite color's green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And he loves to argue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, and it kills me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;His sister's beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He has his father's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And if you ask me if I love him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if you ask me if I love him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;By : Cute-chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I just copy -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-2181310570434683391?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 435px; visibility: visible; height: 270px;" allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/mp3player-othersite.swf?config=http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/config/config_pink.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http://www.musicplaylist.net/loadplaylist.php?playlist=49710957" menu="false" quality="high" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" height="270" width="435"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicplaylist.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/images/create_pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicplaylist.net/standalone/49710957" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/images/launch_pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicplaylist.net/download/49710957"&gt;&lt;img 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text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdrSEt8RUI/AAAAAAAAADI/xmviiPr8zXE/s320/200px-Book_jacket_of_Twilight.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253285448599225666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephenie Mever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Plot summary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bella_Swan" title="Bella Swan"&gt;Isabella "Bella" Swan&lt;/a&gt; moves from sunny &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phoenix,_Arizona" title="Phoenix, Arizona"&gt;Phoenix, Arizona&lt;/a&gt; to rainy &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Forks,_Washington" title="Forks, Washington"&gt;Forks, Washington&lt;/a&gt; to live with her father, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlie_Swan_%28Twilight%29" title="Charlie Swan (Twilight)" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Charlie&lt;/a&gt;. She chooses to do this so that her mother, Renée, can travel with her new husband, Phil Dwyer, who is a minor league baseball player. In Phoenix she was a bit of an outcast, so it surprises her that she attracts much attention at her new school and is quickly befriended by several students. Much to her dismay, several boys in the school, namely Mike Newton and Eric Yorkie, compete for shy Bella's attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When Bella sits next to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Cullen_%28Twilight%29" title="Edward Cullen (Twilight)"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/a&gt; in class on her first day of school, Edward seems utterly repulsed by her. He even attempts to change his schedule to avoid her, leaving Bella completely puzzled about his attitude towards her. After tricking a family friend, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacob_Black" title="Jacob Black"&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quileute" title="Quileute" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Quileute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vampires" title="Vampires" class="mw-redirect"&gt;vampires&lt;/a&gt;. Although she was inexplicably attracted to him even when she thought Edward drank human blood, she is much relieved to learn that the Cullens choose to abstain from drinking human blood, and drink animal blood instead. Over time, Edward and Bella fall in love. Their foremost problem is that to Edward, Bella's scent is a hundred times more potent than any other human's, making Edward struggle to resist his desire to kill her. However, despite this, Edward and Bella manage to stay together safely for a time.&lt;/span&gt; tribe, into telling her the local tribal legends, Bella concludes that Edward and his family are &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The seemingly perfect state of their relationship is thrown into chaos when another vampire coven sweeps into Forks and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minor_characters_in_Twilight#James" title="Minor characters in Twilight" class="mw-redirect"&gt;James&lt;/a&gt;, a tracker vampire, decides that he wants to hunt Bella for sport. The Cullens plan to distract the tracker by splitting up Bella and Edward, and Bella is sent to hide in a hotel in Phoenix. Bella then gets a phone call from James in which he says that he has her mother, and Bella is forced to give herself up to James at her old dance studio, where he attacks her. Edward, along with the rest of the Cullen family, rescue Bella before James can kill her. Once they realize that James had bitten Bella's hand, Edward sucks the venom out of her system before it can spread and change her into a vampire. Upon returning to Forks, Bella and Edward attend their prom and Bella expresses her desire to become a vampire, which Edward refuses to let happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephenie_Meyer" title="Stephenie Meyer"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-7039468104398410249?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7039468104398410249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=7039468104398410249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/7039468104398410249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/7039468104398410249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/10/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdrSEt8RUI/AAAAAAAAADI/xmviiPr8zXE/s72-c/200px-Book_jacket_of_Twilight.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-6991347448133465396</id><published>2008-10-04T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T21:09:45.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chace Crawford</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdqquADctI/AAAAAAAAADA/S_z9fn2IoZg/s1600-h/200px-Chace_Crawford_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdqquADctI/AAAAAAAAADA/S_z9fn2IoZg/s320/200px-Chace_Crawford_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253284772486279890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdqmL6J3tI/AAAAAAAAAC4/22ym83GWRwY/s1600-h/chancebb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdqmL6J3tI/AAAAAAAAAC4/22ym83GWRwY/s320/chancebb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253284694615252690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; font-family: arial; text-align: center;" class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://images.google.com.my/imgres?imgurl=http://bp1.blogger.com/_u5MwLeuSE2s/R2CkVMXnj8I/AAAAAAAACTA/ja4Q0dNL54E/s800/cute-chace-crawford_429x384.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://emylnmen.blogspot.com/2007/12/chace-crawford.html&amp;amp;h=384&amp;amp;w=429&amp;amp;sz=13&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=19&amp;amp;usg=__fIsOd4C-eqkJg5XrObhbGycriYk=&amp;amp;tbnid=CGkJndbKBQ7TMM:&amp;amp;tbnh=113&amp;amp;tbnw=126&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DChace%2BCrawford%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DG"&gt;Chace Crawford&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Chase Crawford is a relatively new star, but if you've seen gossip girl then you know all about him. He was born 18 July 1985, Lubbock, Texas. And he sure is pretty. Here's his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2003700/"&gt;IMDB bio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chace grew up in Dallas, Texas. His father is a dermatologist and his mother is a teacher. He has one sibling, a younger sister, Candice, who is studying broadcast journalism. Chace played football and golf in high school and is a talented artist. He graduated from Trinity Christian Academy in 2003. Although he worked as a model in Dallas, he never pursued acting. He moved to Malibu, California to attend Pepperdine University after high school where he was a member of the Sigma Nu fraternity. He struggled to identify a career path, vacillating between advertising, business and communications majors. Midway through his second year his mother encouraged him to pursue acting. He credits her for initiating this bold move. She states that "it was a practical move," based on career aptitude test he had taken in high school which revealed he was best suited for a career in the performing arts. He was signed by the first talent agent that interviewed him and then committed full-time to acting studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-6991347448133465396?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6991347448133465396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=6991347448133465396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/6991347448133465396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/6991347448133465396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/10/chace-crawford.html' title='Chace Crawford'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdqquADctI/AAAAAAAAADA/S_z9fn2IoZg/s72-c/200px-Chace_Crawford_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-425016177486348881</id><published>2008-10-02T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:11:14.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The boring day ~ ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Holiday ? Why ? Because .. .. I dont wan to tell . LOL . Went to somewhere wif babaria , adeline , parents , my maid , and of course me too . We eat our breakfast and lunch at there . It's like open house ~ ? Boring - boring ~~~ . Came home from thr ? Sleep Zzzz... until evening . Afterwards , eat dinner then took a walk outside wif family . ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;-Ichigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-425016177486348881?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/425016177486348881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=425016177486348881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/425016177486348881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/425016177486348881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/10/gakuen-alice-boyfriend-problems.html' title='The boring day ~ ?'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-4358936079327664985</id><published>2008-08-22T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:12:41.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight  : Gossip Girl : Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdmgHQ98YI/AAAAAAAAACg/EcBbjp_ttXY/s1600-h/GossipGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdmgHQ98YI/AAAAAAAAACg/EcBbjp_ttXY/s320/GossipGirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253280192243036546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdnUO31g-I/AAAAAAAAACo/vd6VXFjRtIk/s1600-h/250px-Gossip_Girl_title_card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdnUO31g-I/AAAAAAAAACo/vd6VXFjRtIk/s320/250px-Gossip_Girl_title_card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253281087638307810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gosh !!! I heard many of my friends talking about this story [ Twilight ] . And of course from my net frens .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My classmate ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They are lame ? I guess . What &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;they know is talk people gossip . Talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:DarkRed;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; -&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gossip girl !!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Season 2 is out ... Long time ago -.- i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;about gossip ?know !!! But , i haven't watch . Why ? They are too ... related M ? I guess so . I want but ... argh .... never mind .I love&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chace Crawford . He has blue eyeball !!! I love it ! &gt;.&lt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Twilight , i been asking my sister to buy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:DarkRed;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And tell her it's nice !!!!!!! And i think she going to buy it !!! Oh .. Thanks it first . Haha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh , yea . Story boyfriend problems and husband problems . Sorry to you all !!! I have no mood to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;writs . But trust me i will finish it as quick as i can&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:DarkRed;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And guess what . I want to make one more story . Of course GA . Haha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sweet , Sour &amp;amp; Bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Summary ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Natsume,Tsubasa,Ruka and Kaname are rock band of japan. Almost all of the country  known them. Natsume Hyuuga always made love with famous singer or actor  girl.But,one day Natsume childhood came to tokyo and ask Natsume to let her stay  at his house for awhile.Is Natsume going to accpet or reject ? who are his  childhood? Summary for ch 1 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Related - Of course T . I don't even know how to write lemon -.- Sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-something wrong ... my blog &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:DarkRed;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-4358936079327664985?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/4358936079327664985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=4358936079327664985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/4358936079327664985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/4358936079327664985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/08/man.html' title='Twilight  : Gossip Girl : Fiction'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SOdmgHQ98YI/AAAAAAAAACg/EcBbjp_ttXY/s72-c/GossipGirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-8732695176007474153</id><published>2008-08-03T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:06:38.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalove</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SJVjo1JctEI/AAAAAAAAABw/NT9rA_OEdWE/s1600-h/af4de1f0dd7a20_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SJVjo1JctEI/AAAAAAAAABw/NT9rA_OEdWE/s320/af4de1f0dd7a20_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230196095373325378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hi!!!!!!!Nowdays I watch Bleach and Shugo Chara.That's so awesome!!!!!!I Love Ichigo-kun!!I love Amu-chan!Well,I did read many many manga~~~!So,I forgot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&gt;Sighed&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Talking about frens.Know what ... today !.. &gt;angry&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Gods! I hate them so much!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Why?Do you actually know who is them? There have many types of like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;1.sexy [but actually NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;HELL NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;2.Crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;3.Stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;4.Idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;5.Show off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;6.Ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;7.Not cute at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;8.Talk many!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;9.Talk to many people gossips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;10.Love to busybody people personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;11.Brain like kid's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;12.Bad taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;F!!KER B!TCH !! THEY OWN ASS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I really don't have this kind of friend.If have..It will make me puke!wtf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sorry of my rudeness!!!*bowed down 10times* But I just can't take it anymore this kind of fake friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.Sexy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-They don't have a nice slim body but wear so shorter~~~!Want to puke!Yikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Crazy for love .. Crazy for handsome [actually so slut!] .. Crazy in love with someone after 1 week "break up" .. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stupid?&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Being stupid .. boys love it but too stupid .. No one want it~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Idiot?-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Same as stupid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5.Show off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Like i say it at number 1 .. Sexy~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;They don't have a nice slim body but wear so shorter .. They thought they body nice or whatever .. So want to show off her fats or thin bones body which it when you see you will like to go to die it right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ugly?&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dark girl~~~Oil face girl~~~Tch~~~Yikes~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Not cute at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-They look mature but still posh cute cute face which is definitely not CUTE at all ! look alien~~[-.-]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Talk many?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-They talk to much to boys but when it comes with her girls'fren she not topic to talk with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Talk to many people gossips?&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Fu yoo!If they talk people  gossips while you just stare at her you feel the stronger aura hatred ! While .. you actually can talk people gossips but don't talk her/him gossips when the her/him is just in front of you .. Why you should do this? You will make her/him be your enemy ~~ So many enemy la you~~zzz[nuts]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love to busybody people personal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Aiya~~always like tht la girls~~But some from my skul really can't stop with gossips~~Any school also got gossips but mine more~~~haha..why?Coz,they lazy study between love to talk so much~~zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;11.Brain like kid's?-hard to explain~ xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bad Taste?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-wow.o.O i dont know what i see today .. they look like doll?Why? makeup like ghost .. costume like alien ~~ or like ghost?haha .. look funny .. really bad taste~~in fashion and love !!!haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-8732695176007474153?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8732695176007474153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=8732695176007474153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8732695176007474153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8732695176007474153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/08/anime-time.html' title='Lalalove'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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my family went out shopping and eat dinner together without me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Stay at house with my PC is the most happiness for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sometimes Iluvalone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sometimes Ineedsomeone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;But the someone is not from my family members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Is from stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I love my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-7128915531933122507?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7128915531933122507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=7128915531933122507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/7128915531933122507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/7128915531933122507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/08/bad-mood.html' title='Bad Mood'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-7072664821520024942</id><published>2008-08-02T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:01:50.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;My Fiction!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My profile of Fanfiction -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/%7Estrawberryberry"&gt;Fanfiction-Strawberry-berry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My First story!!!&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4222141/1/Boyfriend_Problems"&gt;Boyfriend Problems&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My second story!One-shot -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4404324/1/The_Questions_and_The_Answer_PS_I_Love_You"&gt;PS.I Love You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;My third story!One-shot -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4441988/1/Birthday_Present"&gt;Birthday Present!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SKjtnqx6taI/AAAAAAAAACY/IhmegiQFd9g/s1600-h/515l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SKjtnqx6taI/AAAAAAAAACY/IhmegiQFd9g/s320/515l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235695832572540322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Boyfriend Problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-In-progress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Gakuen Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Fiction Rated: K+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- General/Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Summary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Natsume Hyuuga has confessed to Mikan Sakura about his real feelings! The problem is, he doesn’t know how to treat her properly! What if a new student from the Philippines shows up and steals her away from him? How will Natsume get her back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Questions and The Answer,PS I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Gakuen Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;- Fiction Rated: K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;- English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Romance/General&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Summary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The 1 Husband,4 Wife,and the 1 Child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Birthday Present!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-Complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Gakuen Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Fiction Rated: K+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- General/Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Summary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Natsume birthday is coming soon.Mikan be the last one know.What gift will Mikan give it to Natsume?Please Read and Review!Thx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Husband Problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Gakuen Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Fiction Rated: K+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- General/Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It was one year ago when Mikan married to Natsume. They had a sweet relationship but, after an accident happened the famous couple was separated. Why did it turn out like that? Who could do this? How did it happen? Please Read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Please Visit My Profile and Read my story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-7072664821520024942?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/7072664821520024942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=7072664821520024942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/7072664821520024942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/7072664821520024942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-fiction-my-profile-of-fanfiction.html' title=''/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SKjtnqx6taI/AAAAAAAAACY/IhmegiQFd9g/s72-c/515l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-6429442161813602934</id><published>2008-07-31T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:57:50.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Luck ~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Well,Today .. I feel sad .. sad for love and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I hope after this all things happened it to me .. Dont repeat it again and again .. I make me hurtful and painful more ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;PS. In my life .. now .. only have one true friend .. ONLY ONE .. No one else .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Friend sometimes is good for you to have it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    Friend sometimes is worst for you to have it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Only The True Friend .. Wont .. EVEN make you cry .. But will make you comfortable and happy with her/him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;LOVE for me is for my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;FRIEND for me is for my true friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SJGg68LeXMI/AAAAAAAAABc/0grn_uyOGkk/s1600-h/th_buds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SJGg68LeXMI/AAAAAAAAABc/0grn_uyOGkk/s320/th_buds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229137576800967874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Simple Friend .. Simple Life .. Thank God !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-6429442161813602934?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/6429442161813602934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=6429442161813602934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/6429442161813602934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/6429442161813602934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-luck.html' title='Bad Luck ~~'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SJGg68LeXMI/AAAAAAAAABc/0grn_uyOGkk/s72-c/th_buds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-5853550365104653591</id><published>2008-07-27T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:56:29.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was Pissed Me Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;26.07.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing more I want to say....go out with frenz.They are malays..(dammit) Why i go out with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;them?Coz,..got some stuff to do .. They are my group.(zzz) I use my money to but these stuff things.Well,it's okay..least they will pay me back hahaha..but what make me angry and bad mood is the stuff i brought it is at one of my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fren bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gods!Nvm..but one more thing is another my fren she in bad mood and make us pissed off.So i just say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I stay here...you guys have a fun!Bye!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i said tht as i get one of comic book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But why?How abt us?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A said ( i got A and B fren ..A is girl .. B is boy..LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Go ahead..I have no mood to see tht girl..she making us pissed off"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I said in anger tone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok..so take care..bye..."B said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"whatever"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; said while i was finding place for me to sit and read!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bad MOOD!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Night time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Went back home..taken hot bath since it was raining at outside.After that use computer while smsing with my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;frenz .. and today is my 1st time slept at 12.30 am ..i mean this few months haha.. It was long time ago i slept at midnight ..like 3 morning .. zzz the most early slept .. normally is 2-3somethg like tht..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hope Tommorow have a nice weather~~~!&gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-5853550365104653591?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/5853550365104653591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=5853550365104653591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/5853550365104653591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/5853550365104653591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/07/shopping-or-what.html' title='It was Pissed Me Off'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-8121421844762099817</id><published>2008-07-27T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:52:35.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party at My House</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;25.07.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Today,at school very happy.I feel that..I think be more simple person is a good ideas.I mean simple like just when teacher teaching then you learning.Friends playin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;g..Playing with them to get more closer and more best friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After school, came home from school.It make me shocked!Why?Because my third sister (GeMark) opened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;party. This year got so many parties.But,this is my first time see ... my sister was serving all of them without my help.(GOOD) What i need to do is find lenglui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;friend and lengzai friend but they all are more than 10.All is lenglui and lengzai btw KAWAII too.XD. L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;et's&lt;/span&gt; start from begining first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv8qgwkNfI/AAAAAAAAABI/5KFPWmdjkNI/s1600-h/IMG_2573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv8qgwkNfI/AAAAAAAAABI/5KFPWmdjkNI/s320/IMG_2573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227549599771932146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Izzit here is PUB?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIvzd36wR6I/AAAAAAAAAAY/PFfKJNOeSQY/s1600-h/IMG_2545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIvzd36wR6I/AAAAAAAAAAY/PFfKJNOeSQY/s320/IMG_2545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227539487045732258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv0YLJjSfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/deDVtZDf91s/s1600-h/IMG_2563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv0YLJjSfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/deDVtZDf91s/s320/IMG_2563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227540488640481778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cindy-chan is cooking !! Awesome !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv1tAyAmAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uDvwC0r3Ulo/s1600-h/IMG_2569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv1tAyAmAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uDvwC0r3Ulo/s320/IMG_2569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227541946146265090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;GeMark thoughtful:"I actually dont want to do this kind of thing!This is suck!How pityful am I"&lt;br /&gt;Come to think,this is her first time in her life..washed cups(-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv3gnj8JyI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XRtWMmUg27c/s1600-h/IMG_2572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv3gnj8JyI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XRtWMmUg27c/s320/IMG_2572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227543932241192738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Miss Christina !! She is a Model from somewhere on this beautiful earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv5bJ-uffI/AAAAAAAAAA4/A27qciNZsck/s1600-h/IMG_2576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv5bJ-uffI/AAAAAAAAAA4/A27qciNZsck/s320/IMG_2576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227546037424389618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Our teenager family ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv7O0OZXBI/AAAAAAAAABA/yX9gTFrPnEE/s1600-h/IMG_2626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv7O0OZXBI/AAAAAAAAABA/yX9gTFrPnEE/s320/IMG_2626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227548024449358866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;  ..Drink Alcohol Time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;After that,we play play play until 4 am.(zzzz) We enjoyed many many things.With&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;food,drinks,game,music,songs, and not less this chit-chat. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;*yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-8121421844762099817?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/8121421844762099817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=8121421844762099817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8121421844762099817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/8121421844762099817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-happy-happy-day.html' title='Party at My House'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SIv8qgwkNfI/AAAAAAAAABI/5KFPWmdjkNI/s72-c/IMG_2573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772595817993825385.post-1204039429198236565</id><published>2008-07-18T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:50:42.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Happy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hello!!Today,weather look great and I love it!!Let's see..what I did today?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Well,my science homework finished and today when sports lesson.Our teacher didn't come so,girls talk gossips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;expect some of my friend.They make some kind thing with me too!After finished it,I write down some title of songs for my friends to guess who sang and sing it that song!The list of the songs is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;God Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Never had a dream come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;She said,He said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sakura Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;First Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;It was so fun!!&gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;After then,the bell ring so...go back home!!I came home with safe!(Okairinasai!)Mom cooked noodles for me!So nice..!&gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Today is Friday!Happy 18th day!^.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Good Night!Oyasuminasai Gozaimasu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772595817993825385-1204039429198236565?l=michiruichigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/feeds/1204039429198236565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772595817993825385&amp;postID=1204039429198236565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/1204039429198236565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772595817993825385/posts/default/1204039429198236565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiruichigo.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-happy-day.html' title='My Happy Day'/><author><name>Michiru _Ichigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13546029928369281828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yBxNEsR6jY/SVekkf2re5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BlzhVmBwusI/S220/1791250783_d619c95170.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
