<?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-60549383949930743</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:04:35.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S.A.V.E</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-5646091307997046222</id><published>2008-06-17T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:33:38.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Set the fire to the third bar</title><content type='html'>I find the map and draw a straight line&lt;br /&gt;Over rivers, farms, and state lines&lt;br /&gt;The distance from 'A' to where you'd be&lt;br /&gt;It's only finger-lengths that I see&lt;br /&gt;I touch the place where I'd find your face&lt;br /&gt;My finger in creases of distant dark places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hang my coat up in the first bar&lt;br /&gt;There is no peace that I've found so far&lt;br /&gt;The laughter penetrates my silence&lt;br /&gt;As drunken men find flaws in science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their words mostly noises&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts with just voices&lt;br /&gt;Your words in my memory&lt;br /&gt;Are like music to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm miles from where you are,&lt;br /&gt;I lay down on the cold ground&lt;br /&gt;I, I pray that something picks me up&lt;br /&gt;And sets me down in your warm arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I have travelled so far&lt;br /&gt;We'd set the fire to the third bar&lt;br /&gt;We'd share each other like an island&lt;br /&gt;Until exhausted, close our eyelids&lt;br /&gt;And dreaming, pick up from&lt;br /&gt;The last place we left off&lt;br /&gt;Your soft skin is weeping&lt;br /&gt;A joy you can't keep in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm miles from where you are,&lt;br /&gt;I lay down on the cold ground&lt;br /&gt;And I, I pray that something picks me up&lt;br /&gt;and sets me down in your warm arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm miles from where you are,&lt;br /&gt;I lay down on the cold ground&lt;br /&gt;and I, I pray that something picks me up&lt;br /&gt;and sets me down in your warm arms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-5646091307997046222?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/5646091307997046222/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=5646091307997046222' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/5646091307997046222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/5646091307997046222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/06/set-fire-to-third-bar.html' title='Set the fire to the third bar'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-5645806514362702212</id><published>2008-06-01T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T01:14:23.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i know him by heart...</title><content type='html'>this is supposed to be posted in my own blog cause i want somebody to read this... but since i don't like some other to think that this is for him... i changed my mind and posted this here... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the lyrics [well some part xD] of this song cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't say...&lt;br /&gt;cause... just cause xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I Know Him By Heart&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;there's a secret path i follow&lt;br /&gt;to a place no one can find&lt;br /&gt;where i meet my perfect someone&lt;br /&gt;i've kept hidden in my mind&lt;br /&gt;where my heart makes my decisions&lt;br /&gt;'till my dream becomes a vision&lt;br /&gt;and the love i feel&lt;br /&gt;makes him real someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i know he's out there somewhere&lt;br /&gt;just beyond my reach&lt;br /&gt;though i've never really touched him&lt;br /&gt;or ever heard him speak&lt;br /&gt;though we've never been together&lt;br /&gt;we've never been apart&lt;br /&gt;no we've never met&lt;br /&gt;haven't found him yet&lt;br /&gt;but i know him by heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i living an illusion&lt;br /&gt;wanting something i can't see&lt;br /&gt;if i compromise i'd be living lies&lt;br /&gt;pretending he's not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;cause i know my heart's worth saving&lt;br /&gt;and i know that he'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;so i'll hold on and i'll stay strong 'till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i know he's out there somewhere&lt;br /&gt;just beyond my reach&lt;br /&gt;though i've never really touched him&lt;br /&gt;or ever heard him speak&lt;br /&gt;though we've never been together&lt;br /&gt;we've never been apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no we've never met&lt;br /&gt;haven't found him yet&lt;br /&gt;but i know him by heart&lt;br /&gt;no we've never met&lt;br /&gt;haven't found him yet&lt;br /&gt;but i know him by heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~Ashe~*~&lt;div 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heart...'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-8937232483358556954</id><published>2008-05-25T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T11:29:39.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You never got a chance to see&lt;br /&gt;How good I've done&lt;br /&gt;And you never got to see me back at number one&lt;br /&gt;I wished that you were here&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate together&lt;br /&gt;I wished that we could spend the holidays together&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to accept&lt;br /&gt;The fact that you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;He was so sweet at first.. but he was just playing with my feelings... Just fucking hate this feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Asia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-8937232483358556954?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/8937232483358556954/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=8937232483358556954' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/8937232483358556954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/8937232483358556954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-never-got-chance-to-see-how-good.html' title=''/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-6150230382830981895</id><published>2008-05-11T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:56:25.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe</title><content type='html'>When you step to the ledge of all the light you have left, and you take that first step into the darkness of the unknown, you might believe one of two things will happen. There will be something solid for you step upon, or you will learn how to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-6150230382830981895?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/6150230382830981895/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=6150230382830981895' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/6150230382830981895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/6150230382830981895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/05/believe.html' title='Believe'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-1186978672913274457</id><published>2008-05-07T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:56:40.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>In my dreams we met a thousand times, each time in a different place. In my dream we did a thousand things, though the feeling of happiness didn't change. In my dreams i held you a thousand nights, the full moon and the bright stars were the only thing that  lid the room. In my dreams i said i love you a thousand times, in my dreams you said i love you a thousand times...But as soon as my dream started it ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-1186978672913274457?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/1186978672913274457/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=1186978672913274457' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/1186978672913274457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/1186978672913274457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-my-dreams-we-met-thousand-times-each.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-5226345781072454047</id><published>2008-04-22T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:56:52.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fix you</title><content type='html'>When you try your best but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And high up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;When you're too in love to let it go&lt;br /&gt;But if you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;"Just what your worth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream, down on your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream, down on your face&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-5226345781072454047?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/5226345781072454047/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=5226345781072454047' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/5226345781072454047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/5226345781072454047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/04/fix-you.html' title='fix you'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-3677952150112034760</id><published>2008-04-16T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T02:57:43.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks who's back XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.general-anzeiger-bonn.de/bilderserien/bild.php?id=42346"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.general-anzeiger-bonn.de/bilderserien/bild.php?id=42346" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;eyy everybody !! *^-^*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; freaking&lt;em&gt; missed you all&lt;/em&gt;!! *muah*&lt;br /&gt;At 4 of April I went to Germany for a school trip. That was &lt;em&gt;SOOOOO&lt;/em&gt; awesome!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I went in the black mamba 3 times! OMG! XD ( I added a picture ). I had so much fun ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ,, and I also went in this one :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RCK7t10Rmcw&amp;feature=related &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG! I SCREAMED AS HARD AS I COULD XD!!!&lt;br /&gt;The whole freaking time I was like this :&lt;br /&gt; AHH~~!!!! OMG!!! AHH~!!! OMG XD. But.. heyy... It was awesome! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... yeah... I slept in the bus for like 5-10 min ? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh.. almost forgot,, I love this quote!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ambition is my Fuel, Pride is my Ride and my Dreams are my Destination.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!! *^-^*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huggies and kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*~~»&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Asia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;«~~*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-3677952150112034760?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/3677952150112034760/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=3677952150112034760' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3677952150112034760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3677952150112034760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/04/looks-whos-back-xd.html' title='Looks who&apos;s back XD'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-882006197467859210</id><published>2008-04-10T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T11:20:48.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Set the fire to the third bar</title><content type='html'>I find the map and draw a straight line&lt;br /&gt;Over rivers, farms, and state lines&lt;br /&gt;The distance from 'A' to where you'd be&lt;br /&gt;It's only finger-lengths that I see&lt;br /&gt;I touch the place where I'd find your face&lt;br /&gt;My finger in creases of distant dark places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hang my coat up in the first bar&lt;br /&gt;There is no peace that I've found so far&lt;br /&gt;The laughter penetrates my silence&lt;br /&gt;As drunken men find flaws in science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their words mostly noises&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts with just voices&lt;br /&gt;Your words in my memory&lt;br /&gt;Are like music to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm miles from where you are,&lt;br /&gt;I lay down on the cold ground&lt;br /&gt;I, I pray that something picks me up&lt;br /&gt;And sets me down in your warm arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I have travelled so far&lt;br /&gt;We'd set the fire to the third bar&lt;br /&gt;We'd share each other like an island&lt;br /&gt;Until exhausted, close our eyelids&lt;br /&gt;And dreaming, pick up from&lt;br /&gt;The last place we left off&lt;br /&gt;Your soft skin is weeping&lt;br /&gt;A joy you can't keep in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm miles from where you are,&lt;br /&gt;I lay down on the cold ground&lt;br /&gt;And I, I pray that something picks me up&lt;br /&gt;and sets me down in your warm arms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-882006197467859210?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/882006197467859210/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=882006197467859210' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/882006197467859210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/882006197467859210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/04/set-fire-to-third-bar.html' title='Set the fire to the third bar'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-3419343913101083651</id><published>2008-02-28T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:49:53.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates XD</title><content type='html'>heyy you guys ^^,,&lt;br /&gt;Just updating you ^^,, It has been like 2/3 weeks that I haven't posted here,&lt;br /&gt;because my stupid internet provider accidently cutt my internet line -.-''.&lt;br /&gt;I was so Pissed off -.-''.&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm back again XD.&lt;br /&gt;I missed you guys!! ^^ *huggies*&lt;br /&gt;And I'm free this whole week from school ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah,, I've got alot of homework given by my teachers from school BUT I haven't made one yet XD,, just enjoying my vacation :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&lt;br /&gt;Well because you all know I'm graduating this year my dad told me I can pick our summer vacation trip!!!! AHHH~!!! I was soo happy about that!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;BUT.....&lt;br /&gt;There's to much to choose from... :(&lt;br /&gt;Gosh,,I really can't choose =.='' T.T&lt;br /&gt;but I'm keeping you updated about that later ;)&lt;br /&gt;And gotta go now ;)&lt;br /&gt;Bye you guys ^^!!! *huggies and kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Asia *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-3419343913101083651?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/3419343913101083651/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=3419343913101083651' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3419343913101083651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3419343913101083651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/updates-xd.html' title='updates XD'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-8005336141285649631</id><published>2008-02-24T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T00:53:14.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ashe and the farm... lol:P</title><content type='html'>went to the farm yesterday with my mom and dad (my sister couldn't come cause of work... it sucks i miss her terribly T.T) i wasn't supposed to go with them but mom insisted so yea... we left around 6:30 am (GMT+8) and arrived at exactly 9 am (no traffic! thank God for little miracles:P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were welcomed by my grandma, who is now sitting on a wheelchair, (nope she's not invalid just couldn't walk cause of arthritis... darn arthritis T.T)then did the usual stuff, kissing their hands (a sign of respect) and gave her a very warm hug:P after a few minutes of  chitchat we were served breakfats (yea i call it breakfats since all it does is add pounds to my weight =.=)i enjoyed it cause i'm surrounded by family and i learned a new word...hawot lol:P it's a fish, a dried salted fish... most commonly called tuyo... i promised mom that i will go with her to the market after fixing myself, but the bed is so darn inviting and the days of sleeplessness is taking it's toll in my body so after hitting the showers i lay on my bed promising myself i'll wake up after 30 minutes of nap... but that didn't happened, phone didn't alarm... actually it did but i turned it off &gt;.&lt; so yea slept my eyes off for 3 hours... i woke up at 1:23 pm (the first thing i normally do when i open my eyes is to check time:P)after washing my face i took my celfy (cell phone) with me and went down. mom, dad and grandpa was out, went to the market, was just informed by grandma that mom tried to wake me up but i wouldn't budge an inch so yea &gt;.&lt;... i told grandma that i'll go out to take some pictures of animals to show gelo (my 8 year old cousin)but she wouldn't allow me to go since i don't know the place but after 30 grueling minutes of begging, pleading and teary eyes i was allowed to go but with one condition... marissa, a neighbor will come with me, so yea... i have a chaperon (i'm being treated like a 6 year old child T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first animal i saw was chickens... took a pic of them and i also took a pic of my grandma's orchids it was uber pretty... i love it so muchies. then on our way to the other flowers, i saw a rat! a rat! yes a rat! (i hate rats, mouse, mice and porcupines and the likes so yea&gt;.&lt;) it was looking at us, no i'm not crazy it was really looking at us, i tried to move my feet but i couldn't, it's as if as though it was glued to the ground &gt;.&lt; then the stupid rat as if taunting me walked towards our direction... i panicked!  i really panicked! so i ran my feet off, like my hair was on fire leaving marissa (am not being ebil, i just hate rats &gt;.&lt;)and head back to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told grandma what happened and instead of sympathizing with me... she laughed =.= and told mom and dad about it... and yes they laughed too and teased me =.=... it wasn't amusing... am irritated =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an uber nice day yesterday, it was cloudy and raining... i felt so relaxed and i asked dad if i could stay for another 3 days but he said no... cause i have work and started talking about responsibilities and stuff =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he smile and said i need to file for a leave first and after that, i can go back...^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-8005336141285649631?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/8005336141285649631/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=8005336141285649631' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/8005336141285649631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/8005336141285649631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/ashe-and-farm-lolp.html' title='ashe and the farm... lol:P'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-8266043278768401369</id><published>2008-02-24T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T13:58:21.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeeee~! I had soooo much fun today ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First i went with a friend to the Cinema to reserve tickets for Step up 2 wedsday. (fuggin' 15 tickets, you should have seen the face of that girl XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we called a few friends. Me and my friend waited like 2 hours till the other two showed up, but in the mean time we went to macdonalds =p, when they finally came we went to see if they had new converse all stars, then we went to Nike rotterdam to annoy the sister of one of my friends. Then we went to Burger King =p After that we walked to the skatepark and saw more friends we talked and talked then we went to get pizza then came back and....they ate the pizza. I tried to climb up the half pipe...i fell like twice &gt;&lt; Then Rodney had one nasty fall and he sat down for like 30 min. And i talked to him ^^ Then we played horse, well they did=p, and then i went home. But i forgot the WoW gamecard at a friend so i had to go back and get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;btw horse is a game that someone goes first and you have to copy them. If you can't you get a lettre when you have H.O.R.S.E you're out and you have to do something ^-^. Wee~! for tricks on a skateboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh i'll post something else on wedsday ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-8266043278768401369?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/8266043278768401369/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=8266043278768401369' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/8266043278768401369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/8266043278768401369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/weeeee-i-had-soooo-much-fun-today-first.html' title=''/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-2633252879660173889</id><published>2008-02-21T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T06:57:21.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love in the Ice</title><content type='html'>Those freezing hands aren't your fault&lt;br /&gt;They carry scars from long before&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to love someone,&lt;br /&gt;You turn your back on the other side of the words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like ice, the embraced heart slowly starts to thaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone to be loved by someone,&lt;br /&gt;Makes life in this world shine&lt;br /&gt;If it was me, I’d make your heart warm once more&lt;br /&gt;With eternal tenderness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if fate’s games hurt the heart...&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the tears,&lt;br /&gt;A single ray of light will swoop down into the darkness&lt;br /&gt;We know that this is so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As strong as the suffering, we can feel people’s warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is searching for a place&lt;br /&gt;That can take away the sorrow and loneliness&lt;br /&gt;So… for you, that place is here&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid, don’t hesitate anymore, because I’ll protect you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the point of being painful (my heart)&lt;br /&gt;This love is beautiful (don’t be afraid)&lt;br /&gt;Even if just momentarily (let you know my love)&lt;br /&gt;This time is beautiful (you know… let you know my love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-2633252879660173889?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/2633252879660173889/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=2633252879660173889' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/2633252879660173889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/2633252879660173889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-in-ice.html' title='Love in the Ice'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-3953568096616813854</id><published>2008-02-19T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:19:46.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave me alone...</title><content type='html'>Leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me in the cold and dark room. Staring at the screen. Hurt more then once. After everything you chose her over me. And you would probably do it again. The dagger left in my heart. Making it's way to the other end. Leaving a big hole behind. Can't wait till it shatters and leaves a black hole in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding my breath, wishing you weren't there. Wishing you would leave. Wishing you wouldn't talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone, let me be, give me back my space. Let my mind settle before you destroy it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-3953568096616813854?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/3953568096616813854/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=3953568096616813854' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3953568096616813854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3953568096616813854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/leave-me-alone.html' title='Leave me alone...'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-2785500667901146931</id><published>2008-02-15T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:29:58.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I still remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; how you looked that afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; There was only you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You said "it's just like a full moon".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Blood beats faster in our veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We left our trousers by the canal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And our fingers, they almost touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You should have asked me for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I would have been brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; You should have asked me for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; How could I say no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And our love could have soared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Over playgrounds and rooftops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Every park bench screams your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I kept your tie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I've gone wherever you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I still remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And on that teachers' training day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We wrote our names on every train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Laughed at the people off to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; So monochrome and so lukewarm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; And I can see our days are becoming nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I could feel your heartbeat across the grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We should have run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I would go with you anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I should have kissed you by the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi~&lt;br /&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/60549383949930743-2785500667901146931?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/2785500667901146931/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=2785500667901146931' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/2785500667901146931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/2785500667901146931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-still-remember.html' title='I still remember...'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-6861561172350997514</id><published>2008-02-14T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T07:27:35.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord, give me grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And dancing feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And the power to impress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lord, give me grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And dancing feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let me outshine the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is it so wrong to crave recognition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Second best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Runner up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is it so wrong to want rewarding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To want more than is given to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Than is given to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tonight make me unstoppable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I will charm, I will slice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I will dazzle them with my wit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tonight make me unstoppable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I will charm, I will slice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I will dazzle I will outshine them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the packed dance floor&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies thrown in time&lt;br /&gt;Silent on the weekdays&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I claim what's mine&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is it so wrong to crave recognition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Second best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Runner up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is it so wrong to want rewarding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To want more than is given to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Than is given to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tonight make me unstoppable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I will charm, I will slice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I will dazzle them with my wit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tonight make me unstoppable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I will charm, I will slice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I will dazzle I will outshine them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi ~&lt;br /&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/60549383949930743-6861561172350997514?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/6861561172350997514/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=6861561172350997514' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/6861561172350997514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/6861561172350997514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/prayer.html' title='The Prayer'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-7039395066078143219</id><published>2008-02-13T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T04:48:51.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like eating glass...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I know that you're busy too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I know that you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You got your finger on the pulse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; You got your eyes everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And it hurts all the time when you don't return my calls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And you haven't got the time to remember how it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; It's so cold in this house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I can't eat, I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I can't sleep, I can't dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; An aversion to light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Got a fear of the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Like drinking poison, like eating glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; It's so cold in this house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Come and show me how it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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glass...'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-6437464011625962896</id><published>2008-02-13T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T04:49:19.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>Here happy?! a post! yay! Now stop nagging =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened lately....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehm i went to the movies Friday with a bunch of friends. We were planning to go to The Mist....but it's for 16+ ....and as everyone knows...i'm 15...so we didn't get in...We had a bunch of plans to see it anyways =p but we decided to watch..Juno instead of The Mist...i bet The Mist was more fun &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But meh... after that we went to Macdonalds! wee~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh there happened a lot...do i have to tell you guys everything!? I'm too lazy....settle for that for awhile okies? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-6437464011625962896?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/6437464011625962896/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=6437464011625962896' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/6437464011625962896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/6437464011625962896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-9101767316771067462</id><published>2008-02-08T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:51:35.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'lil update:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm on a graveyard shift this week, my most hated sched (working from 10 pm till 6 am T.T). It's the most ebil of all the scheds cause I said so =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day (after the day off): I was assigned to give all the patient's meds (yay! i love giving meds... so much fun ^_^) I gave shots (intramascular), did some skin testing for anti-biotics, some meds I gave through IV but the happiness didn't last that long... I opened an ampule (ketorolac 30 mg/ml... that's the name of the med... the ebil ampule T.T), it's no big deal but it shattered in my hand, I brushed off the pieces of broken glass... I didn't feel a thing... and I didn't noticed that some shards went in... yea it's stupid but I really didn't noticed it, a relative of a patient did and she was shocked cause too much blood gushed out of my hand... my blood dripped in the patient's linen &gt;.&lt;... I have to go back to the station and have my hand checked... so embarrassing... I'm such a big baby &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Day: Pulled Out to pedia ward. I hated it. I don't like being pulled out of my home ward. Pedia ward is the most toxic ward in our hospital, I'm so exhausted. I need to hide inside the comfort room just to send an sms T.T... but it's actually fun cause learned new stuff... and met different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Day: Still thinking if am gonna ditch work =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score board: Absences: 10 (was sick... really sick... but my superiors didn't believe me =.=)&lt;br /&gt;                            Lates: 5 (traffic...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Happy Valentines Day everyone~! ^_^&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/60549383949930743-9101767316771067462?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/9101767316771067462/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=9101767316771067462' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/9101767316771067462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/9101767316771067462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/lil-updatep.html' title='&apos;lil update:P'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-987440619862140831</id><published>2008-02-07T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T01:18:32.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey ^^</title><content type='html'>Emi!!  I haven't seen a post from you for a long time!! :p&lt;br /&gt;Ashe!!! *huggies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this week I had a Test week :p,, And today I'm free ^^.&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow,, I have a kinda of a biology test ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh,, Now I'm listening to Mariah Carey ft. Westlife - Against the Odds^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~How can you just walk away from me,&lt;br /&gt;When all I can do is watch you leave,&lt;br /&gt;Cause we shared the laughter and the pain,&lt;br /&gt;And even shared the tears,&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one who really knew me at all.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,, gotta go now eerybody ^^ *huggies*&lt;br /&gt;#~ Asia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-987440619862140831?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/987440619862140831/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=987440619862140831' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/987440619862140831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/987440619862140831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey.html' title='hey ^^'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-9191603092073949874</id><published>2008-02-01T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:10:08.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a post for the nameless</title><content type='html'>starlight, starbright...&lt;br /&gt;i wish i may, i wish i might&lt;br /&gt;have the first wish i wish tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no hay droga potente para esta intoxicacion...&lt;br /&gt;no hay manera de romper la forma libre este encanto...&lt;br /&gt;deseo sostenerle cercano...&lt;br /&gt;pero se que que esta al lado de imposible...&lt;br /&gt;puedo mirarle solamente de lejos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siga siendo mi corazón...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~Ashe~*~&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/60549383949930743-9191603092073949874?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/9191603092073949874/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=9191603092073949874' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/9191603092073949874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/9191603092073949874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/02/post-for-nameless.html' title='a post for the nameless'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-3080140703347078121</id><published>2008-01-29T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T12:54:21.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyy  ^^</title><content type='html'>heyy everybody ^^,, I'm soo in a happy moode today ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh,, It's almost valentine's day,, Soo what are you all doing at that day ? XD&lt;br /&gt;And next week ,, I don't think ,, I'm coming online at msn or ba because it's my examweek :(. And I need to concentrate on those at the moment :(.&lt;br /&gt;Well,, updates you all :p.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Asia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-3080140703347078121?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/3080140703347078121/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=3080140703347078121' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3080140703347078121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3080140703347078121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/01/heyy.html' title='heyy  ^^'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-1581490396388225328</id><published>2008-01-03T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T07:41:05.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>questions ^^</title><content type='html'>well here's some tage's ^^,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your dream when you were a small kid?&lt;br /&gt;To be a 'Singer' (i think XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your happiest thing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you wish to have now?&lt;br /&gt;My contact lenses :''(,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How should the world be seen?&lt;br /&gt;The greatest planet ever,, ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What have you realized recently?&lt;br /&gt;Umm,, Umm,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is the bad habit that you cannot accept the most?&lt;br /&gt;If I want something,, and my parents don't like it,, I'm still pushing them to buy it :p,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When you have something which you are unhappy about, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Cry,, ( I think :p) and always putting some music on ;),,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you afraid of losing?&lt;br /&gt;Depends :p,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you think that you feel helpless, or useless, sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;yeah ^^,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you meet someone that you like, will you confess or hide your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;depends on it though ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. List out 3 kind of people you hate the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. people that can't keep their promises&lt;br /&gt;2. people that thinkes they are the best&lt;br /&gt;3. people with an attituide ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you're given a chance to change the world, what will u do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show the world that nature is beautiful ^^,, like more parks ect ect :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you satisfied with your life now? Do you think any changes should be made?&lt;br /&gt;half/half :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the most recent time you felt touched?&lt;br /&gt;talking to my parents,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is the place that you visited and you felt the most beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;While shopping for some clothes :p XD,, sounds soooooo cheesy,, :p XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Use a song to describe how you've felt recently.&lt;br /&gt;Brick &amp;amp; Lace: Love is Wicked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could stay with me another day&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could change your mind and make u staycause&lt;br /&gt;I'd give anything to hear you say&lt;br /&gt;I've been loving you eternally&lt;br /&gt;Tears on my pillow cause your love is wicked&lt;br /&gt;Cry me a river cause your love is wicked&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gosh,,It's reminding me of somebody :(,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you had one wish that'll come true, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;to live like a cinderella story XD,,&lt;br /&gt;and to meet my family from BA ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you have anything to worry or to be scared about recently?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What am I looking for in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm,, 'the one XD',,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you become a talking cockroach, what would be the first thing you'll say?&lt;br /&gt;GOSH! I'm soo TINY!! =.= ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;well,, that's all you guys ^^,,&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a happy new year ^^,,&lt;br /&gt;bye you guys !!^^ *muah*&lt;br /&gt;-Asia ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-1581490396388225328?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/1581490396388225328/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=1581490396388225328' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/1581490396388225328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/1581490396388225328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2008/01/questions.html' title='questions ^^'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-330017098367714722</id><published>2007-12-21T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T01:17:45.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmass</title><content type='html'>heyy everybody!! ^^,, well,, today I'm free!!! ( from school XD)&lt;br /&gt;wel,, yesterday ( 20 dec.) we had a chirstmas party,, I had a blast!!!&lt;br /&gt;First I went to a friend of mine and she made my hair all curly and stuff ^^&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing a dress with the colors white and gold ^^,, and I wore my high heels XD. (at the end of the night, my feet were killing me XD ). I want to do it again!!! XD. Such fun !! [YEH]!!&lt;br /&gt;so,, that's all I wanna share :p hehe XD. oohh I almost forgot!!!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A Happy New Year!!! [YEH]!!! Whooeehooe!!!&lt;br /&gt;well,, you guys know the song of mariah carey ,, right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a lot for ChristmasThere is just one thing I need&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about the presentsUnderneath the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I just want you for my ownMore than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true...All I want for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Is you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't y'all love it ?? :p well,, I DO!! XD,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Huggies,,&lt;br /&gt;Asia!!! *muah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-330017098367714722?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/330017098367714722/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=330017098367714722' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/330017098367714722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/330017098367714722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmass.html' title='Christmass'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-3424341063399669274</id><published>2007-12-16T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T07:27:07.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm, blog is dying... anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Germany last week and yesterday...Just to shop ^-^ lots of fun. My week wasn't too busy just school, cant wait till holidays. So tired T.T and i have the flu &gt;&lt;&gt;.&gt; so annoying. But i'll probably go to school....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i actually have no idea what to tell you guys so i'm just going XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya,&lt;br /&gt;Emi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-3424341063399669274?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/3424341063399669274/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=3424341063399669274' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3424341063399669274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3424341063399669274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmmm-blog-is-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-2115152737198929885</id><published>2007-12-13T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:11:41.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hii !!! Missed me ??? :p&lt;br /&gt;well,, how's my week?? pretty good ,, I think XD. It's almost christmas ^^,, I love it ! So where are you guys going to celebrate christmas??? I'm going to Germany. And do you all have a christmas list (for the presents) ??? Well,, I do hehe XD. That's all :p,, *going to post soon ^^,,*&lt;br /&gt;Bye~!!! *muah*&lt;br /&gt;- Asia,,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-2115152737198929885?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/2115152737198929885/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=2115152737198929885' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/2115152737198929885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/2115152737198929885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/12/hii-missed-me-p-well-hows-my-week.html' title=''/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-5176522857940292823</id><published>2007-12-08T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T15:35:04.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blagh...Parents...</title><content type='html'>Warning 'lil' rant post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week totally suck, don't ask it just sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It started with an awesome weekend, then it slowly got bad then Thursday BOOM slap in my face, couldn't get much worse then that, then Friday and Saturday were better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok everything was ok till a friend of mine asked me if i wanted to go to HMH , Hollywood Music Hall, a club, the 14th and i asked my mom and of course she said no... her exact words were 'No, i don't want my LITTLE girl in that kind of place.' and she called it The Jungle....first of all i'm not little, second i'm going with a group of like...1o-20 people so her reason are....just blagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't help that my mom went to HMH when she was younger, it's an old club, but they just changed the name a few years back. So then...my mom asked my brother, he goes there sometimes and you know what he said. 'No don't let her go.' What happened to being on the side of your little sister T.T Oh and did i mention you have to be 16 to get in, but that doesn't matter because i could get in anyways. But still maaah *pouts* i want to go, not fair my friends get to go but i don't T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i said...little rant post i didn't make it to big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-5176522857940292823?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/5176522857940292823/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=5176522857940292823' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/5176522857940292823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/5176522857940292823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/12/blaghparents.html' title='Blagh...Parents...'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-7664447866487421457</id><published>2007-12-04T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T12:34:20.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>heyy everybody!! Soo I haven't posted for a long time XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Emi,, I know am doing the right thing ,,anyway,,,&lt;br /&gt;Soo how's everybodyy??? :P&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Goodies,,  I want to play the guitar!! XD hehe,,&lt;br /&gt;well,, Bye everbody!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;*muah*&lt;br /&gt;-Asia :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-7664447866487421457?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/7664447866487421457/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=7664447866487421457' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/7664447866487421457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/7664447866487421457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-1129041660662301666</id><published>2007-12-02T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T05:00:09.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>I just had an awesome weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday i went out with friends, the dj sucked, but it was lots of fun anyways. We left early, because two of my friends that were going with me had to go home early...*sigh* parents...=p&lt;br /&gt;Then when i got home i opened the door and i smelled freshly baked apple pie! That waked me up or it was the red bull...idk =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday we celebrated my grandfathers b-day, there were a lot of people that i didn't know but also a lot of people i did know but haven't seen for years. I saw my cousins, they are so awesome. We talked about Japan, Japan FTW, one of them already went there. and they are going in April. One of the subject that we were talking about most of the night was WoW.  I never played it. They said i should begin playing, not that it isn't fun but it's really addictive. They should know...they tried to stop playing...3 times? Oh and i convinced them to bring me a katana from Japan and i warned them...no hello kitty stuff....Also i noticed that a cousin of my has the same taste as me, music, anime's etc. etc. It was actually funny because when i mentioned katana and that i wanted it to be black and red, he could tell me exactly how it should look like and it was awesome because he described it just like i wanted it to be. And that was my friday and saturday =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now...i'm going to do some homework and watch anime of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;br /&gt;Emi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-1129041660662301666?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/1129041660662301666/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=1129041660662301666' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/1129041660662301666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/1129041660662301666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/12/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-7995218967502287358</id><published>2007-11-24T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T09:16:48.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah... bleh... =.="</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Beware!!!! This is gonna be a very long (rant) post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the whole day today, I was supposedly working my ass off but instead I’m writing this post… blowing some steam off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Supposedly, for the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; time this week I’m late. I woke up at 4:30 am (yea that’s already late in my time, their time and the hospital’s time =.=”) so I hurriedly stood from my bed, hit the showers while painstakingly enduring the cascading cold water hitting my body =.=” and in the span of 35 minutes, I’m done… bathing that is. So yea, put on the uniform and flew my way to work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;6 am sharp, I’m inside the hospital battling my way through other late employees while hoping and wishing that I won’t get scolded by my superior for being late… again. =.=” After 10 grueling minutes of finding the logbook and signing it, I hastily ran pass the stairs into the head nurse’s office (yea, I need to sign 2 logbooks). After knocking, I went inside with a ready smile and an alibi that I was wishing would be accepted. After signing the logbook, the head nurse (yea, I don’t know her name so sue me =.=”) asked me what my schedule was for today which by the way I find really odd but yea, cause I was too glad that she didn’t asked me a reason why I was late, I told her with so much happiness emitted from these words, “Yes ma’am, I know my schedule.” Then she asked me if I have a copy of my schedule and If I could show it to her, so yea I said yes but I don’t have it with me then she asked me to look at my schedule (I’m now starting to hate the word schedule!!!! &gt;.&lt;) in that stupid, stupid logbook and I did (of course I need to do what I was told to do or else I’ll be charged with insubordination… Ohkei! Fine! I’m exaggerating it but yea=.=”) and I was shocked my eyes almost pop out off their sockets (believe me I was really shocked!) because yesterday, November 24, 2007, I was supposedly at work but instead I was at home enjoying my supposedly day off (it was written in my schedule! Well the old copy of my schedule that is... that the 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; is my day off! =.=”) me being too stunned to even utter one decent word… could not spout anything. So yea, she started talking about looking at the schedule (I now declare that I sooooo hate the word schedule =.=”) from time to time to know if their has been some changes made and how my uber clean(?) record was now dented by this event… my mind &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;swirled. At exactly 6:30 am (Yea, I know the time… I was checking my watch=.=”) I was scolded from head to foot T.T. But then while she was busy blabbering I realized something! Why didn’t they post anything informing ME/everyone that there have been changes made to MY/our schedule, so I decided that I’m not at fault… they are (yea! Muhahaha(=^_^=))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;At 6:45 am, I called my mom, (who’s on her way to the province) told her what happened, hoping she would sympathize with me but no! I was scolded again cause grandma is sick and she was hoping to see me today but because I have a work … wait! Lemme rephrase it! I, Ashe, who supposedly have a work today, was unable to go with my mom to my grandma’s place because I went to the hospital thinking I have a work today (yes, I’m being redundant so kill me =.=”). For another 5 minutes of my uber wasted time I was scolded and felt really bad&gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more minutes later, I arrived home and guess who's in charge of the welcoming committee... yes it's my dad, who by the way was very far from looking pleased, told me in a spine tingling tone these exact words... "That's very irresponsible of you." I actually resent that comment but I could not say anything since half of it was really my fault&gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you thought that’s the end of it, then you are soooooo wrong! My grandpa found out about it and I was again for the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; time today got scolded T.T thanks to the bane of my existence, the worm, the toad, the pathetic excuse for a human being cousin of mine, Juami.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I so wanted to say a lot of not so nice words right now but yea… I’d rather keep it. I don’t wanna corrupt your innocent minds…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;~Ashe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-7995218967502287358?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/7995218967502287358/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=7995218967502287358' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/7995218967502287358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/7995218967502287358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/blah-bleh.html' title='blah... bleh... =.=&quot;'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-4876148346380967699</id><published>2007-11-22T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T12:48:31.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oeps i forgot XD</title><content type='html'>I forgot to reply to you Asia, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i just wanted to say, that you don't  know her. You say she looks arrogant at you etc. etc. and i never heard that you had problems with her. I started to hear about you having a problem with her when she started to date our friend. And he's your friend, right? So be happy that he's happy ^.^ what more could you ask for, your friend is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't take this the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashte ^.^ how have you been? I miss you and i hope you'll have some free time soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-4876148346380967699?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/4876148346380967699/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=4876148346380967699' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/4876148346380967699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/4876148346380967699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/oeps-i-forgot-xd.html' title='Oeps i forgot XD'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-1592169037476220375</id><published>2007-11-19T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T07:05:06.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness strikes part. 1</title><content type='html'>I broke. It shattered. It was on the edge of a cliff and a gust of wind pushed it over the edge. Isn't it weird? Even with it shattered,broken into pieces I love you with every tiny piece. You broke it and it's still waiting for you. My head is saying go on, my heart that is shattered is saying wait. ...Caught between them. And I can't simply ignore them, or can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-1592169037476220375?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/1592169037476220375/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=1592169037476220375' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/1592169037476220375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/1592169037476220375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/randomness-strikes-part-1.html' title='Randomness strikes part. 1'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-3101162586907373667</id><published>2007-11-19T06:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T07:19:08.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=.=</title><content type='html'>heyy everybody,, Asia's back [YEH],,&lt;br /&gt;Umm,, today was my last day for exams,, Last subject was German,, I was done in like 20 min. XD. And I need to wait for 30 min. more ( that sucks). At this moment I feel: 'Freedom' [YEH].&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;And Emi, I think I'm doing the right thing,,&lt;br /&gt;I think she's not worth it ,,&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asia,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-3101162586907373667?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/3101162586907373667/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=3101162586907373667' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3101162586907373667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3101162586907373667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/freedom-xd.html' title='=.='/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-7494408397606341556</id><published>2007-11-18T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T03:46:19.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random advice? and just random talk?</title><content type='html'>That friend Asia, i know who you mean, but i think that you're not doing the right thing. Ok he's your friend, but aren't friends supposed to support friends even though you don't like, in this case his gf, the girl that he's dating? I mean even though you don't like her, you don't need to throw it at his face. But you just have to do what you think is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashe!! i will miss ya and i love you too ^.^ i hope everything works out for you and good luck!&lt;br /&gt;And i'll keep you up to date with my little boring life ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot! tomorrow is my last exam, my biggest one but the last one. So after that i'm free again to slack off XD omg i've run out of letters i can't type anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya.....&lt;br /&gt;Emi....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-7494408397606341556?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/7494408397606341556/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=7494408397606341556' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/7494408397606341556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/7494408397606341556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-advice-and-just-random-talk.html' title='Random advice? and just random talk?'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-1240766044729118972</id><published>2007-11-17T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T00:19:28.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>... and i wrote something:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have five extra minutes of my time so I decided to write something in here:P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had so much fun at work today. I’ve learned a lot of things from my senior. She taught me the things that I didn’t know and the things I need to know in the ward. During the endorsement period, I saw this baby and for a reason I could not comprehend, it brought tears to my eyes. His every movement depicts life. A fragile little creature that brought happiness and smile to those around him… a little angel… so innocent… so pure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve made up my mind, I’ll continue my volunteer work as long as I can and I’m also planning to take the International Licensure Exam for nurses. I promise that I’ll work extra hard for this. I want to travel and expand my knowledge in my chosen career. I'll be a great nurse(=^_^=).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll be extra busy in the coming months but I promise to keep in touch. Neh… Emi! &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Asia&lt;/st1:place&gt;! Vannie! Don’t you guys forget about me ohkei? I love you all(=^_^=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;~Ashe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-1240766044729118972?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/1240766044729118972/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=1240766044729118972' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/1240766044729118972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/1240766044729118972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-five-extra-minutes-of-my-time-so.html' title='... and i wrote something:P'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-5661169505134319405</id><published>2007-11-17T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T04:25:51.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hii seXy lady's [YEH] :D,,,&lt;br /&gt;Well Asia's back :p hehe XD,, Miss all of you ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Well,, My story of the week:&lt;br /&gt;There's a boy (he's just a friend of mine) and he's in love with a girl at a lower class.&lt;br /&gt;He told me that he was in love ect ect, but later I asked who is she?&lt;br /&gt;He showed me a link of here site,,&lt;br /&gt;and,, OMG!,, That's the girl that I also hate at school ( not the girl who I fought with,,)&lt;br /&gt;My friend is a very nice and kind person,, but,, OMG! why with her???? :,,&lt;br /&gt;I hate her because she's looking at me with her arrogant face,, well of course I also do it back at her. Me &amp;amp; my friend know each other for like 3 years now,, but he only knows her just for 1 year :. I explainend him why i hate her ect ect. But he's defending her :.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I ignored him,, well,, I think 'm doing the right thing,,&lt;br /&gt;Soo yeah,, well my story of the week XD,,&lt;br /&gt;Bye everyone!!!!  Love you &amp;amp; missing you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Asia *muah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-5661169505134319405?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/5661169505134319405/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=5661169505134319405' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/5661169505134319405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/5661169505134319405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/hii-sexy-ladys-yeh-d-well-asias-back-p.html' title=''/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-496564140537296343</id><published>2007-11-16T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T23:19:33.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random questions, the things that happened, and the tears that fell...</title><content type='html'>do you believe in reincarnation?&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in karma?&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in forever?&lt;br /&gt;do you like the sunset?&lt;br /&gt;do you like the sunrise?&lt;br /&gt;do you like the tranquil blue ocean?&lt;br /&gt;do you believe that there is a pot of gold at the rainbow's end?&lt;br /&gt;do you like the rain?&lt;br /&gt;do you like walking in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;do you know what indian summer is?&lt;br /&gt;do you believe that nothing/nobody is indispensable?&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in life after death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you tried kissing a fool?&lt;br /&gt;have you tried eating a spoonful of wasabi?&lt;br /&gt;have you tried telling somebody what you feel and got rejected afterwards?&lt;br /&gt;have you tried crying for 2(two) full hours?&lt;br /&gt;have you tried riding a public utility jeepney without paying?&lt;br /&gt;have you tried asking somebody if they love you?&lt;br /&gt;have you tried pushing somebody into their knees and laugh evilly?&lt;br /&gt;have you tried shouting at the top of your lungs cause of sheer boredom?&lt;br /&gt;have you tried lying to your parents about a group study that never existed and sleep at the side of a highway just for experience?&lt;br /&gt;have you tried laughing for no particular reason?&lt;br /&gt;have you tried crying for no particular reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was busy the whole week but gosh! i'm having so much fun... i love my work, it's tiring yes, but yea! i'm loving every minute of it:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was assigned to an OB-Ward... seen a whole lotz of cute babies with their momsies... seen blood, seen lots blood, seen lotz and lotz of blood and last but not the least seen loads and loads of blood... have i mentioned i've seen lotz of blood? tee hee hee:P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow... i miss everyone... and it's making me cry... it made me cry...&lt;br /&gt;this week is a very emotional week for me...&lt;br /&gt;there are sad moments and there are happy ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be alright... i'll be ohkei... i'll get by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ashe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-496564140537296343?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/496564140537296343/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=496564140537296343' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/496564140537296343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/496564140537296343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-questions-things-that-happened.html' title='random questions, the things that happened, and the tears that fell...'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-2963290260567243826</id><published>2007-11-13T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T08:27:56.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS AND BIG BANG!!</title><content type='html'>I'm actually hyper. Lol, i'm in my examweek so don't expect much from me the coming few days.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm let's see what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i had my social studies and English exams. I think i did them alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i don't have any exams so i'm free tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be behind the pc all day listening to big bang ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them. i suggest to listen to their music. Big Bang FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good music and cute boys what else could you possible want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe already in my 7th day of only listening to big bang. :p and i only have like 11-12 songs XD&lt;br /&gt;I suggest the songs: Goodbye Baby, Always, We belong together and Forever with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun&lt;br /&gt;and carpe diem dudes and dudettes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;br /&gt;Emi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-2963290260567243826?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/2963290260567243826/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=2963290260567243826' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/2963290260567243826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/2963290260567243826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/exams-and-big-bang.html' title='EXAMS AND BIG BANG!!'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-7996549018954028950</id><published>2007-11-09T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T11:17:09.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~Heey everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;* A kiss from me-muah- [YEH]*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Emi,,&lt;br /&gt;My dad gave me a choose to go to a privat school or to stay at a normal high school&lt;br /&gt;, I was like in  the 10th grade.&lt;br /&gt;But I refused, because I like my friends at my high school :D,,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes I think, It's also a little with the high gradues ,&lt;br /&gt;because it's for your future ( a job ect. )&lt;br /&gt;But without good friends I wouldn't go to school ,, XD&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ahh,,, love ,,,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you can love somebody without seeing that person,,&lt;br /&gt;:#&lt;br /&gt;BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;*'Asia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-7996549018954028950?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/7996549018954028950/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=7996549018954028950' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/7996549018954028950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/7996549018954028950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/heey-everybody-kiss-from-me-muah-yeh.html' title=''/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-3717435943515759435</id><published>2007-11-09T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T23:18:47.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Randomness #1:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday night, while my head was tilted… a flying bug went inside my nose and I swallowed it…yes, my friends it’s true. It’s super duper yucky to the mega max! And I couldn’t do anything about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Randomness #2:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This week was my first week at work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The first day (Monday) I was sent home because I wasn’t wearing the right color of the uniform. Well it’s not entirely my fault since they didn’t clarify what color I should wear they just told me that I need to wear a scrub suit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Randomness #3:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m happy for no apparent reason and scared at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Randomness #4:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m starting to let go…&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe now…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But it makes me sad…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Randomness #5:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I missed everyone…&lt;br /&gt;I missed him too… but I’m not allowed to miss him… he’s not mine…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But if he is... I want to tell him these words…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I missed you today love… Come here let me give you a kiss…”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;*blush, blush*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Emi~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The importance of things depends on a person’s priorities in life. All the things you mentioned are important.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And about loving somebody you haven’t seen…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is possible. Loving is not all physical attraction. It’s something deeper than that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love makes imperfection... PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;It makes the impossible... POSSIBLE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It makes a person shine brighter than the sun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s an indescribable feeling of bliss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh… That’s Randomness #6:P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;~Ashe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-3717435943515759435?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/3717435943515759435/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=3717435943515759435' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3717435943515759435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/3717435943515759435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/randomness.html' title='randomness...'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-7592232569788259445</id><published>2007-11-06T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T10:25:37.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i already know that this blog is going to be filled with random stuff, that probably have nothing to do with our daily life. But so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder ,and please tell me if you know the answer,  most of us go to school or work, right?  what is more important  high grades, quality of the work or having fun with friends and making the most out of the bad? Seeing I'm pretty bad with combining both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus do you guys think that you can love somebody although you never saw him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ya think Asia and Ashe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;br /&gt;Emi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/60549383949930743-7592232569788259445?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/7592232569788259445/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=7592232569788259445' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/7592232569788259445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/7592232569788259445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-already-know-that-this-blog-is-going.html' title=''/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-642984117493362799</id><published>2007-11-06T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T23:17:39.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainbow's end...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the rain a beautiful seven colored arc appeared in the sky…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;They said that it’s the path between heaven and earth…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m wishing that it will be the path between him and me…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can you make it rain today?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to see the bow of God above the skies…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to relish the beautiful phenomena even for a while…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can I ask you a favor?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can you lift me up? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;High enough to reach it with my hands…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will I be able to reach it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will I able to touch it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can I keep it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A pot of gold can be found at the rainbow’s end…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I want something else... something better…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Him…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you know where I can find the rainbow’s end?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you know how far it is?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you know? Do you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you know that I love him?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you know that I’m hurting?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you know that I’m wishing that his feelings for her are as ephemeral as the rainbow?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will you allow me to cry?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can I stay here for awhile?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just for a little while longer… till I can let go of him…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for a very sad post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ashe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-642984117493362799?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/642984117493362799/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=642984117493362799' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/642984117493362799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/642984117493362799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/rainbows-end.html' title='rainbow&apos;s end...'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-500381868261945316</id><published>2007-11-05T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:37:52.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty,,</title><content type='html'>What's true beauty???&lt;br /&gt;Is it from the inside or the outside??&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know....&lt;br /&gt;You hear stuff ,, about: why are guys looking for the looks?&lt;br /&gt;well,, It's a very simple answer,,:&lt;br /&gt;Because that's the first impression that they get from you,,&lt;br /&gt;And it's so &lt;em&gt;dang &lt;/em&gt;true!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Well,, me and my friend are planning to go for a guy's hunt XD&lt;br /&gt;That's so sweet of her ! :D&lt;br /&gt;just to enjoy our teenage years XD  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it seems fun,, soo yeah XD&lt;br /&gt;Well,, that's enough for today ,,hehe,,&lt;br /&gt;~Bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;adios amigos!&lt;br /&gt;*-Asia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-500381868261945316?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/500381868261945316/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=500381868261945316' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/500381868261945316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/500381868261945316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/beauty.html' title='Beauty,,'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60549383949930743.post-6778531501099149557</id><published>2007-11-05T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T09:54:17.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess i'm the first one making a post. The main reason that we decided to make this Blog was because times are getting hectic and we really wanted to keep track of what happened with each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder, why do people keep secrets? Are certain  things that  dark that we need to hide it from people? I mean isn't it easier to talk to people about it. I have this friend. And i can just feel that he's breaking down inside still he doesn't sat anything about it. It would be easier if we all had this one person that you could turn to if you needed to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow ok that was random XD true but random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of my favorite things on this whole world is music.Every mood that i have has this one song that fits perfectly with it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That would explain why my ipod is filled with all kinds of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hehe you'll get used to the fact that i'm random. That way my posts will be easy to recognize =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya,&lt;br /&gt;Emi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/60549383949930743-6778531501099149557?l=emiyukiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/feeds/6778531501099149557/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=60549383949930743&amp;postID=6778531501099149557' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/6778531501099149557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/60549383949930743/posts/default/6778531501099149557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emiyukiko.blogspot.com/2007/11/reason.html' title='The Reason'/><author><name>S.A.V.E</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11251081001513141128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
