<?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-5742904</id><updated>2012-01-11T15:23:42.638+08:00</updated><category term='potential'/><category term='wicked'/><category term='Suzanne Collins'/><category term='movies'/><category term='commercial'/><category term='death'/><category term='chocolates'/><category term='supernatural'/><category term='terza rima'/><category term='buttercup'/><category term='competition'/><category term='N Sync'/><category term='art'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='mikko'/><category term='lawyer'/><category term='POP'/><category term='c#'/><category term='otap'/><category term='practice'/><category 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term='julia quinn'/><category term='for the sake of blogging'/><category term='culture'/><category term='chain letter'/><category term='butch'/><category term='model shop'/><category term='terrorism'/><category term='blog'/><category term='award'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='CAFI'/><category term='stress management'/><category term='life'/><category term='blog skin'/><category term='KFC'/><category term='ff7'/><category term='jacob black'/><category term='food'/><category term='UP AME'/><category term='MCG'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='joke'/><category term='team'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='anime'/><category term='model'/><category term='bass'/><category term='carol'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Feast of the Epiphany'/><category term='aep'/><title type='text'>melodies of autumn</title><subtitle type='html'>harmonious thoughts by the fiery winds of regret</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>216</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-3165405357103741526</id><published>2011-10-05T08:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T09:14:39.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rafflecopter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaways'/><title type='text'>Rafflecopter: Host Your Own Giveaways</title><content type='html'>One of the things I've noticed are how prevalent online giveaways are starting to be. Most blogs on the internet, whether hosted on Blogger, Wordpress, Tumblr, and even on Facebook (which doesn't really qualify a a blog host) hold giveaway for their readers. I think it's wonderful and shows how generous people are. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one of the things I dislike is the tediousness of having to click links and buttons (like following someone on Twitter or liking a page on Facebook) and copying and pasting things (such as a tweet). You also can't see how your entries are counted since the bloggers are the ones who compiles the list of entries. These haven't deterred me from entering giveaways though. As I entered giveaway after giveaway, I ended up on one blog which used Rafflecopter for their giveaway. I simply fell in love with Rafflecopter and I think it's a great idea for people to use it for their giveaways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rafflecopter.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Rafflecopter&lt;/a&gt; helps you make a giveaway and makes it easier for those entering to finish the "tasks" needed to join. It also helps the giveaway organizer to compile all the entries and pick using Random.org. One of the good things is that if you decide to change some parts of the giveaway, you can edit the giveaway and just refresh the page where your giveaway is located. No need to insert it again. Here are some screenshots to show you how Rafflecopter works (I made a test giveaway for it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="358" src="http://i1135.photobucket.com/albums/m627/ckautumnsong/CK%20-%20Wordpress%20Graphics/Screenshot2011-10-04at112237PM.png" width="355" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="333" src="http://i1135.photobucket.com/albums/m627/ckautumnsong/CK%20-%20Wordpress%20Graphics/Screenshot2011-10-04at112300PM.png" width="391" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rafflecopter - Deadline" class=" " height="351" src="http://i1135.photobucket.com/albums/m627/ckautumnsong/CK%20-%20Wordpress%20Graphics/Screenshot2011-10-04at112310PM.png" title="Rafflecopter - Deadline" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="409" src="http://i1135.photobucket.com/albums/m627/ckautumnsong/CK%20-%20Wordpress%20Graphics/Screenshot2011-10-04at112046PM.png" width="346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it will look like (well, pretty much; I'm relying on the preview for the screens):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="341" src="http://i1135.photobucket.com/albums/m627/ckautumnsong/CK%20-%20Wordpress%20Graphics/Screenshot2011-10-04at114202PM.png" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="358" src="http://i1135.photobucket.com/albums/m627/ckautumnsong/CK%20-%20Wordpress%20Graphics/Screenshot2011-10-04at114217PM.png" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I made a test giveaway to... well, TEST Rafflecopter. You can't win the prizes but you can join and check out how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script id="rafl-script" type="text/javascript"&gt;RafflecopterSettings = {    raffleID: 'Nzc1M2VjMDZjYjBlMzA4MDJjYzBkMjc4MmEzNjZkOjA='};&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="https://rafflecopter.ssl.dotcloud.com/static/js/widget/rafl-widget.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;a href="http://rafl.es/enable-js"&amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;You need javascript enabled to see this giveaway&amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/a&amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;.&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Time for me to sleep. I still have work tomorrow. Good night dear readers! (^^)/~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Eceined&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-3165405357103741526?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/3165405357103741526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=3165405357103741526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3165405357103741526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3165405357103741526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2011/10/rafflecopter-host-your-own-giveaways.html' title='Rafflecopter: Host Your Own Giveaways'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1135.photobucket.com/albums/m627/ckautumnsong/CK%20-%20Wordpress%20Graphics/th_Screenshot2011-10-04at112237PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-4378393310365323800</id><published>2011-02-22T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T17:48:45.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lawyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'>Joke of the Day: The Doctor and the Lawyer</title><content type='html'>Here’s a post-Valentine’s joke I got from our parish priest last Sunday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" src="http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif?m=1253809441g" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 477px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—- . — . — . — . — . — . —&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men, a doctor and a lawyer, were both courting the same girl. Everyday the doctor would bring the girl flowers and a box of chocolates while the lawyer would bring the girl a single red apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the girl confronted the lawyer and asked why he gave only gives her apples. The lawyer wrote a note and handed it to her. The girl opened the note and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written on the note was:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;an apple a day keeps the doctor away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—- . — . — . — . — . — . —&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I thought that was funny. Very clever lawyer. Touché.&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" src="http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif?m=1253809441g" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; max-width: 477px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Daal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-4378393310365323800?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/4378393310365323800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=4378393310365323800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4378393310365323800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4378393310365323800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2011/02/joke-of-day-doctor-and-lawyer.html' title='Joke of the Day: The Doctor and the Lawyer'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-1690404303320696035</id><published>2011-01-01T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:10:59.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Magi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wise Men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feast of the Epiphany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Three Lessons from the Wise Men for the New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Magi / Wise Men" height="235" src="http://www.betterlivingthroughbeowulf.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/magi.jpg" title="The Magi / Wise Men" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, January 2, 2011, is the &lt;strong&gt;Feast of the Epiphany&lt;/strong&gt; in the &lt;em&gt;Catholic Liturgical calendar&lt;/em&gt;. It is during this Sunday that the story of the wise men or the magi is recounted for the assembly. The priest presider for the anticipated mass we attended tonight, Father Japs, gave a wonderful homily about the wise men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of the wise men have three lessons which can be used for the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The wise men lost track of the star and instead of going to Bethlehem, where the baby Jesus was, they ended up in Jerusalem. Despite this, they &lt;strong&gt;did not &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;give up or lose hope&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Although they are known as wise men, they &lt;strong&gt;were humble enough to ask for help or assistance&lt;/strong&gt; from King Herod when they required assistance in locating the star.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After meeting the baby Jesus, they &lt;strong&gt;went back home through a different way&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;The qualities of the wise men are qualities that we should take into the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Despite problems and trials, we should learn to&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;never give up or lose hope&lt;/strong&gt;. Giving up does not accomplish anything. We allow ourselves to lose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We should &lt;strong&gt;humble ourselves and ask for help when we need it&lt;/strong&gt;. Throw away pride. It will just hinder us from easily achieving our goals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As we put down the Christmas decorations and keep them in the boxes for use again the next Christmas, let us remember thatwe should not go back to who we were before the Christmas season. &lt;strong&gt;We should change what needs to be changed&lt;/strong&gt; not because &lt;em&gt;Christmas is the time for giving, for loving, for forgiving&lt;/em&gt;, but because we have met Jesus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I hope that I'll be able to apply all these in the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year! *(^^)*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Daal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-1690404303320696035?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/1690404303320696035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=1690404303320696035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1690404303320696035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1690404303320696035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2011/01/three-lessons-from-wise-men-for-new.html' title='Three Lessons from the Wise Men for the New Year'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-3864182428056986167</id><published>2010-11-05T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T00:57:25.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP AME Fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP AME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Excited for the UP AME Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/upame/Track%2010%20Posters/3rdwaveresize.jpg" style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The University of the Philippines Anime Manga Enthusiasts (UP AME) will be having their UP AME Fair entitled &lt;strong&gt;AME Track 10&lt;/strong&gt;, in celebration of their 10th year. I, along with a few UPM friends (and hopefully my boyfriend), will be attending tomorrow and I am oh so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And because my UPM friends and I miss each other, we'll also be having lunch out at SM Mall of Asia before proceeding to the UP AME Fair. Hopefully, everyone will be there to make things all so fun!&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, here are the deets for the UP AME Fair tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AME Track 10&lt;br /&gt;November 6, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Hall 2, SMX Convention Center&lt;br /&gt;1:00pm to 10:00pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There will be a Cosplay competition, an AMV contest, an AME Caf�, a J-Music concert, fair booths, and a karaoke contest. Tickets are P120.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You can pay P150 at the &lt;strong&gt;AME Caf�&lt;/strong&gt; to get 30 minutes of service from the caf�'s hosts and hostesses, a serving of pastry (cream puffs from With So Much Love or mini doughnuts from Cello's), a drink, and a free photo. Since the caf� will be in the center of the venue, you will also be able to see the other "areas" of the fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The UP AME Fair grounds is also going to be divided into four main zones: the Matsuri zone, Gakuensai zone, 8th Avenue zone, and the Jidai zone. The &lt;strong&gt;Matsuri&lt;/strong&gt; zone will feature a goldfish catching booth, a sumo booth, and a mask selling and mask making booth. The &lt;strong&gt;Gakuensai&lt;/strong&gt; zone will feature a darts-slash-bingo game, a ring toss game, a tarot reading booth, and a caricature booth. The &lt;strong&gt;8th Avenue&lt;/strong&gt; zone will feature a speed dating booth, and a grafitti wall. The &lt;strong&gt;Jidai&lt;/strong&gt; zone will feature a fortune telling booth, and ema boards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So much fun things to do neh?~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking at the grounds plan for the UP AME Fair, I can't help but be uber excited for tomorrow. I'll be sure to try and get lots of awesome shots of the event to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I've got to go now. See you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;? Daal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-3864182428056986167?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/3864182428056986167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=3864182428056986167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3864182428056986167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3864182428056986167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/11/excited-for-up-ame-fair.html' title='Excited for the UP AME Fair'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b327/upame/Track%2010%20Posters/th_3rdwaveresize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-1201531657335955201</id><published>2010-08-19T14:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T14:58:20.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What was the last book you read?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;The last book I read was Ten Things I Love About You by my favorite romance author, Julia Quinn. It's her recently released book and it's the third book in her Bevelstoke series (the first being The Secret Diaries of Miranda Cheever and the second being What Happens in London).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful read. I wasn't totally in love with Annabel Winslow but I did enjoy that she wasn't &amp;quot;thin&amp;quot;. As the book describes her, she has quite the bosom and hips that are perfect for childbearing. I did love Sebastian Grey though. He was very charming and he's an author to boot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who haven't read Julia Quinn's works, I invite you to do so, especially if you like historical romances. But you'd better start with the Bridgerton series (which is a series of eight books!) because I believe it's her masterpiece.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/natsumyre?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything, I dare you! XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-1201531657335955201?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/1201531657335955201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=1201531657335955201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1201531657335955201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1201531657335955201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-was-last-book-you-read.html' title='What was the last book you read?'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-2643587141987162794</id><published>2010-08-02T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T23:45:20.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suzanne Collins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seth Grahame-Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='julia quinn'/><title type='text'>Gratitude Post - August 02, 2010</title><content type='html'>There's this app on Facebook called &lt;a title="God Wants You to Know - Facebook" href="http://apps.facebook.com/godwantsyouprod/index.php" target="_blank"&gt;God Wants You to Know&lt;/a&gt;. It generates a random message for you everyday you visit the app that the app makers call a message from God. I decided to see what "God wanted me to know today" and got this:  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God wants you to know that you will feel better if you notice the sweetness of life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Notice the smiles of children, the songs of the birds, the caress of the sun's warmth. This sweetness is for you. Allow it to soothe your soul and bring a smile to your face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Because of the message, I decided that I would create a gratitude post for today. After all, there's always something to be thankful for everyday despite the bad things that are happening around.  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Koi, for proof-reading my Thesis Topic Proposal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am lacking only the proposal of a thesis topic plus my thesis for graduation. After I have finished both of them, I will finally be able to graduate after 8 - yes 8 - long years in college.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Because of the difficulty I have in writing formal papers (actually, I am now having trouble in writing creatively too which is why I'm starting to practice), I asked koi to proof-read my proposal for me. And he was able to make my paper sound more coherent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;2. Mockingjay Reservation at National Bookstore&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You've heard me gush about The Hunger Games, a YA book by Suzanne Collins. And now, the last installment to her series, is finally arriving.&amp;nbsp; Mockingjay, the third and final book in the series, will be released worldwide on the 25th of August. After almost a year of waiting, I will finally be able to get my hands on the book. So today, I went to National Bookstore to pre-order a copy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why did I choose to pre-order at National Bookstore?&amp;nbsp; It is simply because of the fact that they are offering free Mockingjay T-Shirts to those who will be pre-ordering a copy with them from the 1st of August until the 15th of August. What is more awesome is that I am guaranteed to get a free shirt on the day of the release because during the time I ordered, there were still 751 shirts left.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Best thing about the book? It only costs P530. That's cheap for a hardbound book.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;3. Julia Quinn's What Happens in London and Ten Things I Love About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Since I went to National Bookstore today, I tried looking for a copy of Pride and Prejudice and Zombies by Seth Grahame-Smith and Jane Austen. Sadly, I wasn't able to find a copy. Fortunately, I was able to get a copy of Julia Quinn's What Happens in London and Ten Things I Love About You, the former priced at P315 and the latter at P365. So, I was ready to fork out P680 for two books by one of my favorite authors. It was nothing since I really love her stories.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was surprised while I was paying though because apparently, both books were on sale! To say that I was pleasantly surprised might be an understatement. As much as I love books and I'd probably fork over a lot of money for a book I know (or even might think) I'd enjoy, it is a win-win situation to buy a book on sale. Now, I have two books and decreased the amount I spent from my savings. Yeay!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And there you have it. I have three wonderful things to be thankful for today. And though the day started off with me being completely annoyed, I know that these three things have made my day feel less odious. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Rule #32: Enjoy the little things."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Columbus, Zombieland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;? Daal&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-2643587141987162794?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/2643587141987162794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=2643587141987162794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2643587141987162794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2643587141987162794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/08/gratitude-post-august-02-2010.html' title='Gratitude Post - August 02, 2010'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-6477150830110350249</id><published>2010-08-02T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:47:57.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Salty, Something Sweet - On Favorite Comfort Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3525/3862654181_cf4040e9d2.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;    &lt;small style="display: block;"&gt;        &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/80093862@N00/3862654181"&gt;Oven roasted french fries&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly sure what my favorite comfort food is. I have different food that I want to eat to comfort me when I am depressed. Sometimes I crave for something salty, sometimes something sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sweet food, it would be a toss-up between gummy bears, ice cream, and dark chocolate. All of them make me very happy in different ways. I love the sweet tangy taste of gummy bears, the sweet taste mixed with the soft coldness of the ice cream, and the rich semi-sweet taste of dark chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For salty food, as unhealthy as they might be, it would be a toss-up between french fries, McDonald's Sausage McMuffin, and plain Lay's with a cheese salsa dip. Because these food are not very healthy, I only eat them rarely (especially in the case of Sausage McMuffin because it's only available during breakfast at McDonald's) so getting to eat them on a day I'm sad cheers me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="plinky_badge_rid:28763" style="clear: left; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/28763"&gt;    &lt;img alt="Powered by Plinky" src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=28763" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" title="Powered by Plinky" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-6477150830110350249?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/6477150830110350249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=6477150830110350249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6477150830110350249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6477150830110350249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/08/something-salty-something-sweet.html' title='Something Salty, Something Sweet - On Favorite Comfort Food'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3525/3862654181_cf4040e9d2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-6586452304686275962</id><published>2010-08-02T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T18:53:28.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would your dream job look like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;My dream job changes every now and then but I think that my long standing dream job is to be an author. It has been a dream of mine since I was in high school. I used to feel very confident about my writing but looking back upon it now, I know that I haven't been very critical in my assessment of my writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I know better now, and I want to continue pursuing writing (even as a hobby), I've started to write again to hone my skills and hopefully improve them. I'm trying to practice and write something, anything that comes to mind, every day so that my drive for writing comes back. I'm still passionate about it but since I haven't written in a long time, my drive has lessened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully (wishing with all my heart), someday, I'll be able to write a children's or young adult story (long enough to be a book) and be published. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/natsumyre?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything, I dare you! XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-6586452304686275962?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/6586452304686275962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=6586452304686275962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6586452304686275962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6586452304686275962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-would-your-dream-job-look-like.html' title='What would your dream job look like?'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-1879272730490300434</id><published>2010-07-30T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T20:26:53.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mikko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cooking for Mikko's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yummy.ph/recipe/soba-soup-with-crunchy-tofu-squares" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.yummy.ph/images/recipe/0110_soba-soup-with-crunchy-tofu-squares-fbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Soba Soup with Crunchy Tofu Squares&lt;br&gt;(c)Yummy and Summit Media&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Because it was Mikko's birthday yesterday and I barely had money to buy him a gift, I decided to make him a Japanese lunch as my gift to him. Along with cooking for him, I also decided to include as my gift, teaching him how to make California Maki. Our lunch started late because I wasn't able to buy some of the other ingredients earlier, but I'm glad that he enjoyed the meal and the lesson.  &lt;p&gt;For our Japanese lunch, our menu consisted of:  &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;Yakimeshi (Japanese Fried Rice)  &lt;li&gt;Tonkatsu (Breaded Pork Chops)  &lt;li&gt;Soba Soup with Crunchy Tofu Squares  &lt;li&gt;California Maki&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;The meal was quite heavy and I realized after we ate that I still overestimated the amount of food I cooked. I'm learning though so it's all good. The whole process was tiring, even with help from our helpers, but very enjoyable. I find myself really loving cooking which is making me want to take up Culinary Arts sometime in the future. Well, if I can't take up Culinary Arts, I could always attend cooking lessons to improve my cooking skills.  &lt;p&gt;Well, I have to go now. Work to do. Until next time!  &lt;p&gt;? Daal&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-1879272730490300434?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/1879272730490300434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=1879272730490300434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1879272730490300434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1879272730490300434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/07/cooking-for-mikko-birthday.html' title='Cooking for Mikko&amp;#39;s Birthday'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-2224806663650964699</id><published>2010-07-30T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:21:28.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring.me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School of the Dead'/><title type='text'>Which would be worse, to live as a monster or to die as a good person?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;There's this new anime I'm watching called "High School of the Dead" which is somewhat reminiscent of Resident Evil. Society has collapsed because of the outbreak of zombies which puts the main characters in a constant state of moral dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/*SPOILER ALERT*/&lt;br /&gt;In the pilot episode of the series, the friend of one of the main characters (and is the boyfriend of another main character) asks that he be thrown from the roof of the school before he turns into a zombie. He tells the main character that he'd rather die a a human being than to become a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;/*END SPOILER*/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that to die as a good person could never be worse as to living your life as a monster. We might not exactly mean to "live" as monster in the sense of fiction (like a Frankenstein monster or a zombie or a demon), but living as a monster, disregarding your morals as a human being, I would never wish to become that. You might as well be a zombie, if you won't use your brains for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, live as a monster is definitely worse than to die as a good person. After all, when you die as a good person, then you can be sure that you've contributed to the betterment of mankind, regardless of how little the impact that might be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/natsumyre?utm_medium=social&amp;amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything, I dare you! XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-2224806663650964699?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/2224806663650964699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=2224806663650964699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2224806663650964699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2224806663650964699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/07/which-would-be-worse-to-live-as-monster.html' title='Which would be worse, to live as a monster or to die as a good person?'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-960441335448025298</id><published>2010-01-21T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:10:40.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring.me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>If you could choose, how would you want to die?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;From old age probably? Who would want to die a horrible, painful death? I want a peaceful death where I'd die because it was my time. Something like, going to a peaceful sleep and not waking up. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/natsumyre"&gt;Ask me anything, I dare you! XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-960441335448025298?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/960441335448025298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=960441335448025298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/960441335448025298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/960441335448025298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_1781.html' title='If you could choose, how would you want to die?'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-4124719980831855647</id><published>2010-01-21T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:20:43.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring.me'/><title type='text'>Who's the funniest person you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;The funniest person I know would be a tie between Mikko (koi! &amp;lt;3), Mikki (Gran gran!), Hernie, and John Louie! They all can make me laugh really easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But really, it's very easy to make me laugh. But I think they're the funniest people I know. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/natsumyre"&gt;Ask me anything, I dare you! XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-4124719980831855647?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/4124719980831855647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=4124719980831855647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4124719980831855647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4124719980831855647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_21.html' title='Who&apos;s the funniest person you know?'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-3184943814318333750</id><published>2010-01-11T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:21:05.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fueled by Ramen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring.me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic at the Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='N Sync'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hush Sound'/><title type='text'>If you could attend any concert, what would it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;My first choice right now would be Panic! at the Disco and it really sucks that I missed their last concert here in the Philippines because who knows how long it'll be before their next concert here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next choice is The Hush Sound, which probably might never happen since they're not a famous band here in the Philippines, but I totally love their songs. They're with Fueled by Ramen (http://fueledbyramen.tumblr.com/), the same people behind Panic! at the Disco, Fall Out Boy, Paramore, and Gym Class Heroes, among other bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this would be *N Sync (I know you'll probably call me corny) because they're my favorite boy band and I know this is definitely impossible considering the fact that they've long disbanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear from you guys. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/natsumyre"&gt;Ask me anything, I dare you! XD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-3184943814318333750?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/3184943814318333750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=3184943814318333750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3184943814318333750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3184943814318333750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_11.html' title='If you could attend any concert, what would it be?'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-4531169379917889455</id><published>2010-01-05T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:19:43.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring.me'/><title type='text'>What one thing are you exceptionally good at?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;Negative: being lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt; Positive: cooking! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/natsumyre"&gt;Sing for me?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-4531169379917889455?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/4531169379917889455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=4531169379917889455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4531169379917889455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4531169379917889455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_3013.html' title='What one thing are you exceptionally good at?'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-346254724397214319</id><published>2010-01-05T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:19:19.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring.me'/><title type='text'>What's the most unselfish thing you've ever done?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;I'm not sure. I think I've done lots of unselfish things but I can't really think of the most unselfish thing I've ever done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/natsumyre"&gt;Sing for me?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-346254724397214319?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/346254724397214319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=346254724397214319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/346254724397214319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/346254724397214319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_2692.html' title='What&apos;s the most unselfish thing you&apos;ve ever done?'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-2481455894802286172</id><published>2010-01-05T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:18:32.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring.me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>What do you think is the best way to defeat terrorism?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;Spread love and peace around the world! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/natsumyre"&gt;Sing for me?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-2481455894802286172?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/2481455894802286172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=2481455894802286172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2481455894802286172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2481455894802286172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_4953.html' title='What do you think is the best way to defeat terrorism?'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-2882909297032349823</id><published>2010-01-05T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:18:05.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nickelodeon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kappa Mikey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring.me'/><title type='text'>What TV show do you wish would go off the air for good?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;Kappa Mikey whose name I don't know how to spell? It's this cartoon on Nickelodeon that's shown every night around 11:00 in the evening. I don't like that show. DX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/natsumyre"&gt;Sing for me?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-2882909297032349823?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/2882909297032349823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=2882909297032349823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2882909297032349823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2882909297032349823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_05.html' title='What TV show do you wish would go off the air for good?'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-6134709043704372610</id><published>2010-01-05T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:17:38.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring.me'/><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Sing for me a melody on &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/natsumyre" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/natsumyre&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-6134709043704372610?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/6134709043704372610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=6134709043704372610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6134709043704372610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6134709043704372610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-8862904462278793635</id><published>2009-11-23T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:51:06.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptops'/><title type='text'>Technology Article: 1 in 3 laptops die in first three years</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktkde8nP931qzat5u.jpg" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 in 3 laptops die in first three years &lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christopher Null: The Working Guy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So your new laptop computer died in inside of a year. "I'll never buy a computer from [insert manufacturer name here] again!" I've heard the protests time and time again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yeah, maybe you got a lemon, but no matter which brand you bought, you truly are not alone in this situation: An analysis of 30,000 new laptops from SquareTrade, which provides aftermarket warranty coverage for electronics products, has found that in the first three years of ownership, nearly a third of laptops (31 percent) will fail.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's actually better than I would have expected based on my experience and observations on how people treat their equipment.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SquareTrade has more detailed information (the &lt;a title="Squaretrade Study" href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=AsnrVtkK2Lo85uaYMCkhpciXMJA5/SIG=12fhbjt12/**http%3A//www.squaretrade.com/htm/pdf/SquareTrade_laptop_reliability_1109.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;full PDF of the company's study&lt;/a&gt; is available here) on the research on its website. But here are some highlights about how, why, and which laptops fail:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;gt; 20.4 percent of failures are due to hardware malfunctions. 10.6 percent are due to drops, spills, or other accidental damage.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;gt; Netbooks have a roughly 20 percent higher failure rate due to hardware malfunctions than standard laptops. The more you pay for your laptop, the less likely it is to fail in general (maybe because you're more careful with it?).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;gt; The most reliable companies? A shocker: Toshiba and Asus, both with below a 16 percent failure rate due to hardware malfunction.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;gt; The least reliable brands? Acer, Gateway, and HP. HP's hardware malfunction rate, the worst in SquareTrade's analysis, is a whopping 25.6 percent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;None of the numbers are overly surprising. As SquareTrade notes, "the typical laptop endures more use and abuse than nearly any other consumer electronic device (with the possible exception of cell phones)," so failures are really inevitable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Want to keep your notebook running for longer than a few years? Ensure your laptop is as drop-proofed as possible (use a padded bag or case, route cords so they won't be tripped on, lock children in another room), and protect it as best you can from heat and dust.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Source&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a title="Yahoo Technology Blogs" href="http://tech.yahoo.com/blogs/null/154921" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://tech.yahoo.com/blogs/null/154921&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-8862904462278793635?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/8862904462278793635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=8862904462278793635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/8862904462278793635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/8862904462278793635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2009/11/technology-article-1-in-3-laptops-die.html' title='Technology Article: 1 in 3 laptops die in first three years'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-4049456608829606279</id><published>2009-10-20T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T19:01:24.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suzanne Collins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hunger Games'/><title type='text'>The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a title="The Hunger Games - Scholastic Books" href="http://www.scholastic.com/thehungergames/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krsqxh8aHR1qzc5xlo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Could you survive on your own, in the wild, with everyone fighting against you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Twenty-four are forced to enter. Only the winner survives. In the ruins of a place once known as North America lies the nation of Panem, a shining Capitol surrounded by twelve outlying districts. Each year, the districts are forced by the Capitol to send one boy and one girl between the ages of twelve and eighteen to participate in the Hunger Games, a brutal and terrifying ?ght to the death - televised for all of Panem to see. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Survival is second nature for sixteen-year-old Katniss Everdeen, who struggles to feed her mother and younger sister by secretly hunting and gathering beyond the fences of District 12. When Katniss steps in to take the place of her sister in the Hunger Games, she knows it may be her death sentence. If she is to survive, she must weigh survival against humanity and life against love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;WINNING WILL MAKE YOU FAMOUS. LOSING MEANS CERTAIN DEATH.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is the latest book I've read, which I was influenced to read by a book review I read on the internet. It's a wonderful book with a plot that keeps you gripping on to your seats. I swear I couldn't put the book (well, in my case, iPod Touch because I was reading an e-book) down. The story is a bit like &lt;a title="Battle Royale - Wikipedia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_Royale" target="_blank"&gt;Battle Royale&lt;/a&gt; in which the children are required to fight to the death as a means of quelling rebellion (I'm not sure about Battle Royale but I'm pretty sure the Battle Royale was also cooked up by the government).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's a YA book and I really can't recommend it to younger children because of the violence in the book. But the story touches on more than the character's struggles to survive the death match she has been chosen (sort of since she volunteered but with good reason) to participate in. I recommend it to people who love to read and possibly to those who don't since the book is so filled with action that I doubt you'll ever be left bored while reading. I'm going to read the next installment in the series, Catching Fire, after I finish tackling all my academic requirements for this semester. Enjoy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Daal-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-4049456608829606279?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/4049456608829606279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=4049456608829606279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4049456608829606279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4049456608829606279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2009/10/hunger-games-by-suzanne-collins.html' title='The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-913152642764464550</id><published>2009-10-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:43:49.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stellar Kart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Finish Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;During the homily in mass today, despite our parish priest's usually boring sermon, I was reminded of this song. Father Jorge's sermon was all about how everyone seemed to vie for the top spot, whether it be in politics, business, or the community. His message brought this song to mind and I think that this song speaks of how we should look at life. Enjoy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finish Last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Stellar Kart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;People change and plans get changed and&lt;br&gt;Everything changes but You&lt;br&gt;Everybody moves around and&lt;br&gt;Everything gets pushed around but You&lt;br&gt;You always stay the same, stay the same&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wanna finish last&lt;br&gt;Last in the world's eyes&lt;br&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br&gt;I will be first in your eyes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am running in this race and&lt;br&gt;I am pressing onwards towards the finish line&lt;br&gt;You have promised me a better life&lt;br&gt;Far beyond this world&lt;br&gt;Far beyond this place in time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Repeat Chorus:] (x2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;People change and plans get changed and&lt;br&gt;Everything changes but You&lt;br&gt;Everybody moves around and&lt;br&gt;Everything gets pushed around but You&lt;br&gt;You always stay the same, stay the same&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Repeat Chorus:] (x3)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wanna finish last&lt;br&gt;In their eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Daal-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-913152642764464550?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/913152642764464550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=913152642764464550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/913152642764464550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/913152642764464550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2009/10/finish-last.html' title='Finish Last'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-6982843079804105915</id><published>2009-09-11T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:35:03.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avalon.ph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best friend'/><title type='text'>Memories: Ten Years Ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="450" width="340" alt="Alou, Becky, and Me" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/46/82/2182864/21605285118325l.jpg" align="middle" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ten years ago, I met one of my best friends who I now consider to be one of my sisters (at heart). Even with more than 5,000 miles between us, we still keep in touch and still regard each other as best friends. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Want to win a SIGNED copy of Adventures in the Dream Trade by Niel Gaiman? Visit &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://avalon.ph/" title="avalon.ph"&gt;avalon.ph&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://blog.avalon.ph/2009/08/win-a-signed-copy-of-adventures-in-the-dream-trade-by-neil-gaiman/" title="avalon.ph blog"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; for more details. Open to Phlippine residents only.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-6982843079804105915?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/6982843079804105915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=6982843079804105915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6982843079804105915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6982843079804105915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2009/09/memories-ten-years-ago.html' title='Memories: Ten Years Ago...'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-3366433281611886632</id><published>2009-04-14T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T17:10:53.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy week'/><title type='text'>Fasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I found this little "article" posted on the bulletin board at the entrance of St. Francis Church last April 11 (Black Saturday). It's all about fasting, since Holy Week was ongoing but this article shows a different way to look at fasting. I wish I could have found it sooner so that this post will be more relevant but what the hey. I really like it and I would love to share it too everyone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Different Approach to Fasting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fasts have a tendency to be oriented toward things like giving up food or television. But there are many other creative ways we can welcome Jesus' healing touch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are some suggestions you might want to consider.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Fast from anger and hatred.&lt;/strong&gt; Give your family an extra dose of love each day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Fast from judging others.&lt;/strong&gt; Before making any judgments, recall how Jesus overlooks our faults.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Fast from discouragement.&lt;/strong&gt; Hold on to Jesus' promise that He has a perfect plan for your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Fast from complaining.&lt;/strong&gt; When you find yourself about to complain, close your eyes and recall some of the little moments of joy Jesus has given you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Fast from resentment of bitterness.&lt;/strong&gt; Work on forgiving those who may have hurt you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Fast from spending too much money.&lt;/strong&gt; Try to reduce your spending by 10% and give those savings to the poor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know this post is pretty late considering that Holy Week just finished, but I think that this is still significant and applicable in our daily lives. I believe that if everyone, regardless of their religion, can learn to abide by these simple "fasts", then the world would be a more peaceful and happy place to live in.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, that's all for today. Until next time everyone. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Daal-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-3366433281611886632?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/3366433281611886632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=3366433281611886632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3366433281611886632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3366433281611886632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2009/04/fasting.html' title='Fasting'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-2990630483440409840</id><published>2009-03-11T14:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:36:24.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darianne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chorale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korus Klef'/><title type='text'>Dito Sa Koro</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My sister and their school's chorale joined the Korus Klef competition, organized by the University of the Philippines Concert Chorus. This song was their obligatory piece and was written by one of the tenors of the UPCC. I feel in love with the song because of it's beautiful lyrics and upbeat tune. Here's the lyrics of the song, Dito Sa Koro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dito Sa Koro&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;Music and Lyrics by Manny Aquino &lt;br&gt;Choral Arrangement by Ronald Dolor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nagsimulang mag-aleluya &lt;br&gt;sa gilid ng simbahan &lt;br&gt;Sumapi dun sa high school choir &lt;br&gt;gamit namin ay lumang gitara &lt;br&gt;Mula nung bata pa, alam ko na, &lt;br&gt;hilig ko kumanta nang kumanta &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pagdating sa colegio &lt;br&gt;sumali sa malaking koro &lt;br&gt;Kahit puyat sa pag-aral &lt;br&gt;dunadaan ko na lang sa dasal &lt;br&gt;Di ko mapipigil, di ko matatanggihan &lt;br&gt;ang tawag ng masayang kantahan &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus: &lt;br&gt;Dito sa koro, dito ang barkada &lt;br&gt;Dito sa koro, and tunay na pagkakaibigan &lt;br&gt;Dito sa koro, dito ko natuklasan &lt;br&gt;ang pag-ibig sa musika &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dito sa koro, dito ang sayawan &lt;br&gt;Dito sa koro, dito ang kanchawan &lt;br&gt;Dito sa koro, dito ko natikman &lt;br&gt;ang tunay na kasiyahan &lt;br&gt;Ha ha ha!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Di niyo kami mapaghihiwalay &lt;br&gt;pag may racket kasal, party at lamau &lt;br&gt;Mura lang ang bayad po &lt;br&gt;Konting pantaxi, sandwich at pang-coke &lt;br&gt;Medyo mahirap nga pero okay lang &lt;br&gt;Tuloy kanta kahit nga pautang &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Payo ng magulang ko &lt;br&gt;Ang koro ay pambalanse sa buhay mo &lt;br&gt;Huwag mong kalimutan ag may musika &lt;br&gt;Ang mundo'y tuluyang masaya! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;p&gt;As a side note, I totally believe that the Don Bosco Makati's chorale, Boschorale should've won. Not only did they sing their songs well but their performance was also very entertaining. Anyways, I'm going to go now. Until next time everyone. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Daal-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-2990630483440409840?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/2990630483440409840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=2990630483440409840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2990630483440409840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2990630483440409840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2009/03/dito-sa-koro.html' title='Dito Sa Koro'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-7713148554921759540</id><published>2009-02-25T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:12:21.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress management'/><title type='text'>Stolen from Kelly: Stress Management Tips from the Masters</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stolen from &lt;a href="http://kellybellybutton.multiply.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kelly's Multiply&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://sanggre-gaia.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kelly's LJ:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Just in case you are having a rough day, here is a stress management technique recommended in all the latest psychological tests. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The funny thing is that it works. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Picture yourself near a stream in the mountains. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Birds are softly chirping in the cool mountain air. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. No one knows your secret place. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. You are in total seclusion from the hectic place called the world. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. The soothing sound of a gentle waterfall fills the air with a cascade of serenity. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. The water is crystal clear. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. You can easily make out the face of the person you are holding under the water.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2 align="center"&gt;See. You're smiling already.&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;-Daal-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-7713148554921759540?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/7713148554921759540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=7713148554921759540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/7713148554921759540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/7713148554921759540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2009/02/stolen-from-kelly-stress-management.html' title='Stolen from Kelly: Stress Management Tips from the Masters'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-4637069731404444353</id><published>2009-02-23T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:58:46.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chain letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>Stolen from Tateen: Written By a Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stolen from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://katheengel04.multiply.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tateen's Multiply&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We don't care if you're friends with other guys. But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off. It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there. We don't care if a guy calls OR TEXTS you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned. Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't wait till the morning.  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/ cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it.Don't tell us we're wrong.&lt;/strong&gt; We'll stop trying to convince you. The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence. Yeah, you can quote me.  &lt;p&gt;Don't be mad when we hold the door open. Take Advantage of the mood I'm in. Let us pay for you! Don't "feel bad". We enjoy doing it. It's expected. Smile and say "thank you."  &lt;p&gt;Kiss us when no one's watching. If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.  &lt;p&gt;You don't have to get dressed up for us. If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We like you for who you are and not what you are.&lt;/strong&gt; Honestly, I think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's. or my shirt and boxers, not all dolled up.  &lt;p&gt;Don't take everything we say seriously. Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it. Don't get angry easily. Stop using magazines/media as your bible. "Don't talk about how hott Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us". It's boring, and we don't care. You have friends for that.  &lt;p&gt;Whatever happened to the word "handsome"/"beautiful"? I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with "Hey handsome!" instead of "Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy" or whatever else you can think of. on the other hand I'm not saying I wouldn't like it ether.  &lt;p&gt;Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, don't wait for him to change. ditch his sorry ASS, he's a disgrace to the male population and find someone who will treat you with utter respect.  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who will honor your morals. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....and say "i love you" ..and actually mean it.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I got this from Tateen and though this is actually part of a "chain meme" (not a chain letter since this isn't really a letter and would be more appropriate as a meme), I just took the part which I really liked. The rules for this were supposed to be that guys who agree would repost this with the title "Girls should realize that" and girls who like this would repost with the title "Written by a guy" but you don't really have to do so. But you're free to repost this if you want to.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyways, that's all really. I'm going to go now. Until next time everyone. :}&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;-Daal-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-4637069731404444353?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/4637069731404444353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=4637069731404444353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4637069731404444353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4637069731404444353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2009/02/stolen-from-tateen-written-by-guy.html' title='Stolen from Tateen: Written By a Guy'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-7879967924362265531</id><published>2008-12-10T19:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:24:18.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordle'/><title type='text'>Wordle: Blogger 01</title><content type='html'>I found &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net"target="_blank"&gt;Wordle&lt;/a&gt; through &lt;a href="http://einakait.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Eina's&lt;/a&gt; blog. Thought it was really cute so I decided to try it. Here is the Wordle that was generated for this blog. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/375006/Daal%3A_Blogger_01" title="Wordle: Daal: Blogger 01"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/375006/Daal%3A_Blogger_01" style="padding:4px;border:1px solid #ddd"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's really all for today. I'd like to create a proper blog entry for what it is I really want to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time! :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-7879967924362265531?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/7879967924362265531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=7879967924362265531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/7879967924362265531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/7879967924362265531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/12/wordle-blogger-01.html' title='Wordle: Blogger 01'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-4832144537067641339</id><published>2008-11-18T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:10:23.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the way to the wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for the sake of blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='julia quinn'/><title type='text'>For the Sake of Blogging: On the Way to the Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"This, he realized, was love. It was that sense of rightness, yes. And it was the passion, too, and the lovely knowledge that he could happily wake up next to her for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is was more than all that. It was this feeling, this knowledge, this &lt;b&gt;certainty&lt;/b&gt; that he would give his life for her. There was no question. No hesitation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;On the Way to the Wedding by Julia Quinn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the eigth book in the Bridgerton Series by one of my favorite authors, &lt;b&gt;On the Way to the Wedding&lt;/b&gt; centers on the love story of Gregory Brigerton and Lucinda Abernathy. Gregory and Lucinda's love story is, I think, one of the typical Filipino love stories I've watched on TV where the male lead falls in love with the bridge between him and his supposed love. Gregory at first falls for the stunning Hermione and befriends Lucy who is Hermione's closest friend. Through a series of events, Gregory realizes that he only fancied himself in love with the idea of Hermione and not really Hermione herself and falls for Lucy who is already arranged to be married. Ah... the bitter irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of the process of finding love, I find that I relate best to Gregory's as compared to the other Bridgertons (or their respective spouses). Gregory's story is, I think (a matter of &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; opinion), what happens to most everyone. Not necessarily the falling-in-love-with-the-bridge scenario but in the sense that most people usually enter a relationship or want to enter a relationship not because of the person who will be receiving their affection but because of the relationship itself. It's like Gregory said, &lt;i&gt;I had been waiting to fall in love that I wanted the love more than the woman&lt;/i&gt;. Of course, that's just my opinion. And I'm not generalizing anything. I know that there are people who do find true love on their try and I bid them congraluations for that is truly a difficult feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs* I think I'm sounding somewhat cynical. Really, I'm a hopeless romantic. Don't let my ramblings fool any of you. I'm a big sucker for romance and that's why I love the Bridgerton series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... I think I might do another segment like this except focusing on another Bridgerton. *chuckles* That'll give me another seven blog entries. I'm liking my idea. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all for tonight. I'm really quite sleepy so I'll go to sleep now. Good night everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-4832144537067641339?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/4832144537067641339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=4832144537067641339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4832144537067641339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4832144537067641339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-sake-of-blogging-on-way-to-wedding.html' title='For the Sake of Blogging: On the Way to the Wedding'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-8490089713887436732</id><published>2008-11-17T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:17:29.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for the sake of blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terza rima'/><title type='text'>For the Sake of Blogging: Terza Rima</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER=0&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER=0&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD STYLE="padding:5px; font-family:Verdana; font-size:x-small; border:solid #880000 1px; color:#880000; background-color:#ffbbbb;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;terza rima&lt;/b&gt;, and I talk and smile.&lt;br /&gt;Where others lock their rhymes and thoughts away&lt;br /&gt;I let mine out, and chatter all the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rarely on my own - a wasted day&lt;br /&gt;Is any day that's spent without a friend,&lt;br /&gt;With nothing much to do or hear or say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to be with people, and depend&lt;br /&gt;On company for being entertained;&lt;br /&gt;Which seems a good solution, in the end.&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://quiz.ravenblack.net/poeticform.pl"&gt;What Poetry Form Are You?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terza_rima" target="_blank"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terza rima is a three-line stanza using chain rhyme in the pattern a-b-a, b-c-b, c-d-c, d-e-d. There is no limit to the number of lines, but poems or sections of poems written in terza rima end with either a single line or couplet repeating the rhyme of the middle line of the final tercet. The two possible endings for the example above are d-e-d, e or d-e-d, e-e. There is no set rhythm for terza rima, but in English, iambic pentameters are generally preferred.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the first time I've heard of the &lt;b&gt;Terza Rima&lt;/b&gt;. I've read Dante Alighieri's Inferno (and I want to read his Purgatorio and Paradiso once I get my hands on them) but I wasn't aware that his style of writing was called the terza rima. Of course, I read the translated version of Inferno so my translated version of Inferno might not have been written faithful to the original. Anyways, I am kind of intrigued by this style of writing. Apparently, Chaucer and Eliot are a few of those who have also employed this poetry style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might write one in this form but it looks like I'll have to study the pattern first. It looks sort of complicated. I'll see. I can't write poetry that well anyway when I'm not inspired and I'm not that inspired (at least to write poetry) right now. &lt;i&gt;Though, I haven't been inspired as pertains to the arts lately.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to go now. Until next time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-8490089713887436732?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/8490089713887436732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=8490089713887436732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/8490089713887436732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/8490089713887436732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-sake-of-blogging-terza-rima.html' title='For the Sake of Blogging: Terza Rima'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-680517017397258380</id><published>2008-11-15T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:33:22.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people&apos;s choice awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for the sake of blogging'/><title type='text'>For the Sake of Blogging: People's Choice Awards</title><content type='html'>While browsing around the internet, I stumbled upon the People's Choice Awards voting site. Since I'm quite bored, I figured I could spend a few minutes voting. Doesn't take much time really, and there's no need to register or whatever. And for those who are bored like me or want to vote for their favorites, here I am spreading the love. :} Enjoy enjoy everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="width:437px;height:262px;overflow:hidden;background:black url('http://www.pcavote.com/pca/widgets/showvoting/bg.jpg') top left no-repeat;color:white;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding:7px 10px;display:block;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pcavote.com/pca/widgets/showvoting/pcaheader.gif" border="0" alt="People's Choice Awards" height="30" width="382" style="border:0;margin:0;padding:0;"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height:150px;display:block;padding:8px 5px 5px;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" height="150" width="430" id="voteatpcavote.com" data="http://www.pcavote.com/pca/widgets/showvoting/pcaWideWidget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.pcavote.com/pca/widgets/showvoting/pcaWideWidget.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="optionId=800005&amp;path=http://www.pcavote.com/pca"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display:block;padding:5px 10px 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pcavote.com/pca/votenow.jsp?pollId=800004&amp;ev=cl&amp;utm_source=mysp&amp;utm_medium=myspwidget"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pcavote.com/pca/widgets/showvoting/pcabutton.gif" border="0" height="45" width="418" alt="Go to PCAVote.com" style="border:0;margin:0;padding:0;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-680517017397258380?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/680517017397258380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=680517017397258380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/680517017397258380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/680517017397258380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-sake-of-blogging-peoples-choice.html' title='For the Sake of Blogging: People&apos;s Choice Awards'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-3425872134496320557</id><published>2008-11-14T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:58:34.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sayonara zetsubou sensei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for the sake of blogging'/><title type='text'>For the Sake of Blogging: Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei</title><content type='html'>Another anime which my brother downloaded, &lt;b&gt;Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei&lt;/b&gt; is one of the animes that my brother has been mouthing to us about for the past few months. From my brother's descriptions, it seems to be a purely comedy anime but most (if not all) animes, from my experience, have both dark side and light sides to them. So I did my research on the anime today and from what I've read, it seems to be a pretty interesting anime. I'll probably watch it when I'm done catching up with my Bleach and Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's the plot summary from &lt;a href="http://www.animenewsnetwork.com/encyclopedia/anime.php?id=7767" target="_blank"&gt;Anime News Network&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plot Summary&lt;/b&gt;: Itoshiki Nozomu is the world's most negative person. To his way of thinking, there is no hope or meaning in this existence. Even the three kanji of his name become the two-kanji word zetsubou, "despair", when compressed. What an ironic twist of fate, then, that he becomes teacher to a class containing his precise opposite, the invincibly positive-minded Fuura Kafuka.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the plot summary from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sayonara_Zetsubou_Sensei" target="_blank"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sayonara Zetsubō Sensei revolves around a very pessimistic high school teacher named Nozomu Itoshiki who, at the very beginning of the series, tries to hang himself on a sakura tree. Despite this effort of self-destruction, he is saved by an extremely optimistic girl known only as Kafuka Fuura (though in her effort to save his life, she almost kills him). She explains to him that it is simply unimaginable that he would hang himself on such a nice day, especially in front of such beautiful trees. She decides to nickname Nozomu "Pink Supervisor" (桃色係長 Momoiro Kakarichō?), and offers to pay him fifty yen to call him by that nickname. After having enough of the strange girl, Nozomu bolts to the school and starts his homeroom class, but the attempt to escape was in vain as he finds that the girl is one of his students. Not only that, but Kafuka is just the tip of the iceberg: each and every student in his class represents a new personality quirk or bizarre obsession, posing challenges that the suicidally-inclined teacher must overcome in spite of himself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for today. I'm gonna go now. 'Til next time minna! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-3425872134496320557?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/3425872134496320557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=3425872134496320557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3425872134496320557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3425872134496320557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-sake-of-blogging-sayonara-zetsubou.html' title='For the Sake of Blogging: Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-2980687734222171419</id><published>2008-11-13T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:23:56.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kino no tabi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for the sake of blogging'/><title type='text'>For the Sake of Blogging: Kino no Tabi</title><content type='html'>To help me be a regular blogger once again, I've deviced this "portion" of my blog which I now call &lt;b&gt;For the Sake of Blogging&lt;/b&gt;. I dislike the fact that I don't blog as often just because I think I have nothing worthy to blog about or because I'm lazy. So with this, I hope to be able to blog regularly and find interesting things to blog about. I shouldn't whine about being uninteresting if I don't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother downloaded an anime series entitled &lt;b&gt;Kino no Tabi&lt;/b&gt;. I haven't watched it yet and am currently reading about its plot to decide if it's a worthy watch. Still, I'm kind of interested in watching it now even though the anime doesn't seem to follow a real plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kino's_Journey" target="_target"&gt;Kino no Tabi Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; page and this is one of the things that really struck me and is pushing me to watch the anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The phrase "the world is not beautiful, therefore it is" (世界は美しくなんかない。そしてそれ故に美しい。 Sekai wa utsukushiku nanka nai. Soshite sore yueni utsukushii.?) symbolizes how the dark aspects of life, such as oppression and tyranny, make the good and happy parts of life all the more precious and wonderful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna continue reading about it but my best bet is that I'll prolly watch it when I do have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for today's update. Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; Daal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-2980687734222171419?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/2980687734222171419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=2980687734222171419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2980687734222171419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2980687734222171419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-sake-of-blogging-kino-no-tabi.html' title='For the Sake of Blogging: Kino no Tabi'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-7824744318837138869</id><published>2008-11-06T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T21:44:45.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darianne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elphaba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wicked'/><title type='text'>Wicked</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/autumnfaery/for%20blogs/?action=view&amp;current=FrontCover-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/autumnfaery/for%20blogs/FrontCover-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="50%" height="50%"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister got a lead role in their school's play again. This year, their school will be putting on Wicked and my sister will be playing Elphaba! That's just soooo awesome! I'm really proud of my sister and I can't wait for the play. The play will be help in the CSR Auditorium on November 27, 2008. I'm making sure that day is free! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all. I'll be off now. 'Til next time minna. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; Daal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-7824744318837138869?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/7824744318837138869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=7824744318837138869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/7824744318837138869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/7824744318837138869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/11/wicked.html' title='Wicked'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/autumnfaery/for%20blogs/th_FrontCover-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-5043141745249724195</id><published>2008-10-30T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:23:50.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='globe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speed test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='isp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>Speed Test</title><content type='html'>I've been really annoyed with our internet connection for the past few days. It's been disconnecting every so often and it's annoying to keep reseting the modem. I can't finish downloading anything with the slow speeds. Our plan is supposed to be the 384 kbps one but here's what I got on &lt;a href="http://www.speedtest.net" target="_blank"&gt;SpeetTest.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.speedtest.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.speedtest.net/result/347219387.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what to do?... It's so annoying. &lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/onion/67.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edit: October 30, 2008 at 16:11&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran speed test again and got these results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.speedtest.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.speedtest.net/result/347232421.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.speedtest.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.speedtest.net/result/347233087.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.speedtest.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.speedtest.net/result/347235176.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... why is my internet still so slow then? &lt;img src="http://emo.huhiho.com/set/onion/21.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a fast internet connection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; Daal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Ripped off my &lt;a href="http://denieceliza.easyjournal.com" target="_blank"&gt;EasyJournal&lt;/a&gt; account. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-5043141745249724195?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/5043141745249724195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=5043141745249724195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/5043141745249724195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/5043141745249724195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/10/speed-test.html' title='Speed Test'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-1542854843688720047</id><published>2008-10-12T22:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:15:44.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psych'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='becky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wanders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supernatural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mikko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torrent'/><title type='text'>Gratitude: Post # 3</title><content type='html'>After so long of not posting, here's Gratitude post number 3. Same rules apply, and of course, if you want to steal, feel free to do so. :}&lt;p&gt;1. Knowing that I'd possibly get exempted from taking the Physics 51 finals exam (which means I have one less exam to worry about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Feeling like I have a high chance of passing our Math 121.1 (only the finals exam left to study for and hopefully I can pass that so I'm sure that I'll pass).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Having finished with the last exam of STS. I totally loved the way Ma'am del Rosario handled our STS class because I very much enjoyed her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SPISEKCi7kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3KaaZM9eOk/s200/life+review+screenshot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256283577718599234" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Being able to finish my Life Review project in Psych 10. It was a sort of difficult yet quite entertaining project that I really didn't mind doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Feeling like my procrastinating tendency is slowly decreasing. I was able to start on our Stat 181.1 project early and finish my part immediately (which is apparently good on my part since it seems like my partner doesn't have any plans of doing his part so I have to finish his part too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Knowing that Becky's in the Philippines and hopefully we'll be able to hang out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SPIRhMHhjeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ZNzNZy9lhgE/s200/wanders+ticket.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256282976980930018" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;7. Watching Wanders with koi last night. I enjoyed it a lot and having koi there with me made everything much better. And his uncle and aunt gave us two second row tickets which meantthat we could see the act real close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SPISXj9aneI/AAAAAAAAAAo/n0obUBKAADc/s200/opera+torrent+screenshot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256283911093919202" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8. Discovering Opera can download torrents on its own without having to use other Bittorrent clients. It's still kind of slow but it is a bit faster compared to my uTorrent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Being able to watch the new season of Supernatural. I can't wait to watch the next episodes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SPIUC36-oFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ijnIQapwAO4/s200/mikko_blog_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256285754698408018" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;10. Michael Paolo Dimagiba Fernandez (Mikko). :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's all for tonight. I'm gonna go to sleep now. Koi's waiting for me to go to sleep. Good night everyone! I hope you all have a sound and restful sleep. :}&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Daal-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-1542854843688720047?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/1542854843688720047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=1542854843688720047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1542854843688720047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1542854843688720047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/10/gratitude-post-3.html' title='Gratitude: Post # 3'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SPISEKCi7kI/AAAAAAAAAAg/v3KaaZM9eOk/s72-c/life+review+screenshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-6280263676263316078</id><published>2008-06-23T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:51:44.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>I can't think of a title...</title><content type='html'>I met someone through the AEP. He was part of my team, and we became friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we like each other. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-6280263676263316078?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/6280263676263316078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=6280263676263316078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6280263676263316078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6280263676263316078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-think-of-title.html' title='I can&apos;t think of a title...'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-4366593119755787847</id><published>2008-05-26T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T17:17:00.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='team lead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patapon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.net'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Gratitude: Post # 2</title><content type='html'>Here's my second Gratitude post. Same rules apply. If you want to steal, just go on. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Winning an award from the AEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting a certificate / award for being a team lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Having a wonderful and friendly team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Making a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Getting to go to the graduation outing with my AEP classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Knowing I'll still be able to see my AEP classmates (dinner at Italliani's and a plan to play badminton).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Playing Patapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Knowing that we may actually be able to watch the Click Five concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Graduating from the AEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My crush. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no pics. Too lazy to post. Anyway, if you're going to question why my crush is part of the list again, it's because I'm still thankful that I have him as my crush. :} Weird, neh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-4366593119755787847?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/4366593119755787847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=4366593119755787847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4366593119755787847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4366593119755787847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/05/gratitude-post-2.html' title='Gratitude: Post # 2'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-5086620417172525725</id><published>2008-05-18T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:20:22.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='java'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ff7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.net'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='c#'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>Gratitude: Post # 1</title><content type='html'>Since I really enjoyed the Gratitude meme I got from Kelly before, and because I think it's a wonderful meme to do whether you were tagged or not, I'm going to make it into a post. Here's post number 1. The rules are simple. Just post 10 things that made you happy recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Valmores' confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My AEP .NET classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Having a new crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Seeing my crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Talking to my crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Playing FFVII: Crisis Core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Learning that we may actually get a Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Going to my bass lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Learning C# (which is easy if you know Java).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Knowing that Panic at the Disco will be having a concert in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pics for now. Too lazy to upload them. :P Did you notice that three items pertain to my new crush. Ahehe. You'll have to excuse me for that. It's been a long time since I've had a crush. And not just a crush but an ultimate crush. It feels so good. Like I'm on a sugar high. :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all. My sister and I are going to watch Supernatural. Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-5086620417172525725?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/5086620417172525725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=5086620417172525725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/5086620417172525725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/5086620417172525725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/05/gratitude-post-1.html' title='Gratitude: Post # 1'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-1312922743148886305</id><published>2008-03-24T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T12:03:15.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Movie Quotes: Answers</title><content type='html'>Since no one cares to answer this (except for Kel and Kuya Mark on my LJ and Multiply), I'll just post the answers already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How am I supposed to take you home when I can't make my feet move from this spot? If I could die tomorrow I would, just so I could spend one more night with you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tuck Everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. So let's just give this everything we got. We may fall on our faces, but if we do, we will fall with dignity! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- School of Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The truth is I gave my heart away a long time ago, my whole heart, and I never really got it back. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Sweet Home Alabama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am not the awful person that I know that I was. I don't even know that person. And I'd like to believe... I have to believe that if you knew that... if in your heart, you really, really knew that... you wouldn't be getting ready to marry someone now. Unless that someone were me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- 13 Going on 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hugging's very different. Hugging that involves arms and hands; and leaning is whole bodies moving in like this... Leaning involves *wanting*...and *accepting*. *Leaning*... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- While You Were Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want to do? You want to fly to Paris? See the Eiffel Tower? No problem. You wanna dance on a beach in Bali? Let's go! Let's do it! Anywhere in the world...that will take MasterCard or Visa. Anywhere. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Just Like Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And even though I've said cruel things and driven her away... she's become the voice in my head. And I can't seem to drown her out. And I don't want to drown her out. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Two Weeks Notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I've directed rescue missions all around the world. I've directed numerous snatch-and-grabs from countries whose names you are not allowed to know. I've choreographed multi-pronged amphibious landings and stealth air attacks! Do you think I would have the military profiency to direct this production? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- The Pacifier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Hard to breathe, feels like floating, so full of love, my heart's exploding. Mouth is dry, hands are shaking, my heart is yours, for the taking. Acting weird, not myself, dancing around, like the Keebler elf. Finally time, for this poor shlub to know how it feels, to fall in lub. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Mr. Deeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I would like to be cremated. I spent my whole life in a box. I don't want to be buried in one. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Last Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You broke my heart. And you acted like somehow it was my fault, my misunderstanding, and I was too in love with you to ever be mad at you, so I just punished myself! For years! But you waltzing in here on my lovely Christmas holiday, and telling me that you don't want to lose me whilst you're about to get MARRIED, somehow newly entitles me to say, it's over. This - This twisted, toxic THING between us, is finally finished! I'm miraculously done being in love with you! Ha! I've got a life to start living. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- The Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Never lie, steal, cheat, or drink. But if you must lie, lie in the arms of the one you love. If you must steal, steal away from bad company. If you must cheat, cheat death. And if you must drink, drink in the moments that take your breath away. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Hitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. My father... your son... Holy canoli! You are my sister! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Master of Disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. So... Here's to the men who did what was considered wrong, in order to do what they knew was right. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- National Treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You can't blame the location, you can only blame yourself. The suburbs are just a state of mind.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Stuck in the Suburbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BONUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Do not fear death, but rather the unlived life. You don't have to live forever. You just have to live. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tuck Everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-1312922743148886305?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/1312922743148886305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=1312922743148886305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1312922743148886305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1312922743148886305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/03/movie-quotes-answers.html' title='Movie Quotes: Answers'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-4350033524009935038</id><published>2008-03-10T10:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T10:42:34.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hey juliet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bioperl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hannah montana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buttercup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesse mccartney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephenie meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songbirdjen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jacob black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='julia quinn'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Kelly: Gratitude</title><content type='html'>The rules are easy, just post 10 things that recently made you happy!&lt;br /&gt;Then tag 10 people and force them to post this on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Marvin and Ashley's visit to the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://autumnsong.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R8lrlQoKCr8AAAU@Cas1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.autumnsong.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8lrlQoKCr8AAAU@Cas1/family_08.JPG?et=i93DFZGiSe2lEtisJri5aQ&amp;amp;nmid=" class="alignmiddleb" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Finishing reading New Moon by Stephenie Meyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/photo.goodreads.com/books/1170357256l/49041.jpg" class="alignmiddleb" style="width: 176px; height: 262px;" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Finishing reading On the Way to the Wedding by Julia Quinn (finally!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/photo.goodreads.com/books/1174011885l/353064.jpg" class="alignmiddleb" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Understanding BioPerl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Otap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.notebookreview.com/assets/12267.jpg" class="alignmiddleb" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Watching the Hey Juliet MV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Re-reading songbirdjen's A Week of Unmitigated Almost Loathing aka Fwooshie aka Fwoosh (a Butch/Buttercup fic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Watching a cute episode of Hannah Montana with a special appearance from Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Writing a short dialogue between Kei, Kyle, and Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Dreaming about Edward and Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-Daal-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-4350033524009935038?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/4350033524009935038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=4350033524009935038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4350033524009935038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4350033524009935038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/03/tagged-by-kelly-gratitude.html' title='Tagged by Kelly: Gratitude'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-6349802098173045581</id><published>2008-03-10T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T10:36:03.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Stolen from Kelly and Kuya Mark: Movie Quotes</title><content type='html'>Rules: Go to IMBD.com and get lines from 15 of your most favorite movies. Have people guess which film goes with each line. Bonus points if you also know who said it. Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How am I supposed to take you home when I can't make my feet move from this spot? If I could die tomorrow I would, just so I could spend one more night with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. So let's just give this everything we got. We may fall on our faces, but if we do, we will fall with dignity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The truth is I gave my heart away a long time ago, my whole heart, and I never really got it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am not the awful person that I know that I was. I don't even know that person. And I'd like to believe... I have to believe that if you knew that... if in your heart, you really, really knew that... you wouldn't be getting ready to marry someone now. Unless that someone were me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hugging's very different. Hugging that involves arms and hands; and leaning is whole bodies moving in like this... Leaning involves *wanting*...and *accepting*. *Leaning*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want to do? You want to fly to Paris? See the Eiffel Tower? No problem. You wanna dance on a beach in Bali? Let's go! Let's do it! Anywhere in the world...that will take MasterCard or Visa. Anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And even though I've said cruel things and driven her away... she's become the voice in my head. And I can't seem to drown her out. And I don't want to drown her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I've directed rescue missions all around the world. I've directed numerous snatch-and-grabs from countries whose names you are not allowed to know. I've choreographed multi-pronged amphibious landings and stealth air attacks! Do you think I would have the military profiency to direct this production?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Hard to breathe, feels like floating, so full of love, my heart's exploding. Mouth is dry, hands are shaking, my heart is yours, for the taking. Acting weird, not myself, dancing around, like the Keebler elf. Finally time, for this poor shlub to know how it feels, to fall in lub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I would like to be cremated. I spent my whole life in a box. I don't want to be buried in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You broke my heart. And you acted like somehow it was my fault, my misunderstanding, and I was too in love with you to ever be mad at you, so I just punished myself! For years! But you waltzing in here on my lovely Christmas holiday, and telling me that you don't want to lose me whilst you're about to get MARRIED, somehow newly entitles me to say, it's over. This - This twisted, toxic THING between us, is finally finished! I'm miraculously done being in love with you! Ha! I've got a life to start living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Never lie, steal, cheat, or drink. But if you must lie, lie in the arms of the one you love. If you must steal, steal away from bad company. If you must cheat, cheat death. And if you must drink, drink in the moments that take your breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. My father... your son... Holy canoli! You are my sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. So... Here's to the men who did what was considered wrong, in order to do what they knew was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You can't blame the location, you can only blame yourself. The suburbs are just a state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I ran out of numbers and I didn't want to have two lines from a movie, I'll just post it here. One of my favorite movie quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Do not fear death, but rather the unlived life. You don't have to live forever. You just have to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna guess where this is from, that's no prob. But, no points! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized, line # 1 sounds like something Edward or Jacob would say. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-6349802098173045581?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/6349802098173045581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=6349802098173045581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6349802098173045581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6349802098173045581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2008/03/stolen-from-kelly-and-kuya-mark-movie.html' title='Stolen from Kelly and Kuya Mark: Movie Quotes'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-3752426553133931393</id><published>2007-10-08T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T21:25:44.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the viscount who loved me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='julia quinn'/><title type='text'>The Viscount Who Loved Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"She nodded, and he saw that her eyes were filling with tears. "You have to live each hour as if it's your last," she said, "and each day as if you were immortal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But the opposite is true as well," Kate added softly. "You can't shun new challenges or hide yourself from love just because you think you might not be here to carry your dreams to completion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I know. I fell in love with you, and then I knew. Even if I am right, even if I'm fated to live only as long as my father did before me, I'm not doomed." He leaned forward and brushed a feather-light kiss on her lips. "I have you," he whispered, "and I'm not going to waste a single moment we have together."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kate's lips spread into a smile. "What does that mean?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It means that love isn't about being afraid that it will all be snatched away. Love's about finding the one person who makes your heart complete, who makes you a better person than you ever dreamed you could be. It's about looking in the eyes of your wife and knowing, all the way to your bones, that she's simply the best person you've ever known."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- quotes from &lt;a href="http://www.juliaquinn.com"&gt;Julia Quinn&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Viscount Who loved Me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-3752426553133931393?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/3752426553133931393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=3752426553133931393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3752426553133931393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3752426553133931393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2007/10/viscount-who-loved-me.html' title='The Viscount Who Loved Me'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-4153733771977010356</id><published>2007-09-17T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:02:28.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heroes'/><title type='text'>Heroes Season 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" id="wiid_542" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" data="http://downloads.thespringbox.com/web/wrapper.php?file=Heroes Countdown.sbw" align="middle" height="176" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://downloads.thespringbox.com/web/wrapper.php?file=Heroes Countdown.sbw"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="partner_id=0&amp;amp;wiid=wiid_542"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="0x000000"&gt;&lt;embed bgcolor="0x000000" allownetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://downloads.thespringbox.com/web/wrapper.php?file=Heroes%20Countdown.sbw" flashvars="partner_id=0&amp;amp;wiid=wiid_542" quality="high" name="wiid_542" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="176" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; 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I found myself writing bits and pieces of random mushiness and it made me slightly happy. And because I feel so much in a sharing mood, here are the bits of complete and utter romance/angst I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't dwell on it so much, just say what's in your heart. You'll soon find the truth that was hidden there all along."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As much as I love him, his heart belongs to someone else. And whatever I do, however I try, nothing can ever change that. All I can do is smile and do my best to try and make him happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good night my muse, sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Let calm sleep ship you to peaceful dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;Where I'll be waiting throughout the night,&lt;br /&gt;Until wonderful morning light claims you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The sunlight shines on my face&lt;br /&gt;Morning has come again&lt;br /&gt;Stealing me from wonderful slumber&lt;br /&gt;And sweet fantasies of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think you see me&lt;br /&gt;But I'm here watching you&lt;br /&gt;You are my muse, my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;The center of my romantic dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so here I am writing&lt;br /&gt;Another love-filled ode to you&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can really do&lt;br /&gt;To let out all my love for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 'They say that if you look into someone's eyes, you'll see the person they love, the one they fix their gaze upon.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed and joked, 'So, who will I see in your eyes?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why don't you look for yourself?' he challenged, his tone more serious than playful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With great hesitation and a blush tinting my cheeks, I shyly looked into his bright smiling eyes. I gasped and choked out, "I see me. No one else but me.' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With a small sigh, I let out all the disappointment in me, and forced a smile on my face to hide all the sorrow in my heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And as he walked away&lt;br /&gt;The smile faded from my face&lt;br /&gt;No need to keep pretending&lt;br /&gt;I was happy and content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;So I keep on smiling for him&lt;br /&gt;But seeing him makes my heart ache&lt;br /&gt;Because I know he'll never love me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And there's my mushy romantic-slash-angsty pieces. I know they're not much but I loved them. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, here's something I just learned. Apparently, I'm quite good at guessing things. Steel really does like Armé. I only thought that they'd be perfect in Dreams but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...too bad Skye likes Steel a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna go again. I'll see you later. Au revior. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&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/5742904-6080477112368236587?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/6080477112368236587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=6080477112368236587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6080477112368236587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/6080477112368236587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2007/06/random-bits-of-mushiness.html' title='Random Bits of Mushiness'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-3168249016432979910</id><published>2007-06-28T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T19:41:51.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rêves'/><title type='text'>Dream: June 28, 2007</title><content type='html'>I had a weird dream last night. To practice my writing, I wrote the dream in a first person POV narrative. Anyway, here it is. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As I pursued the culprits on my motorcycle, I didn't notice the small rock in my path. The motorcycle I was on tipped to the right, and on instinct, I jumped away before my legs got squished. I sat up slowly trying to regain my composure. To my right, my motorcycle whirred, still turned on but was just laying on the road. I checked myself for injuries, relieved that I barely had any. Just a few gashes and scratches. Nothing I couldn't bear. I sighed to relieve my self of the tension and shock I was feeling just as Josh, another agent on the case, sat beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You ok? he asked with genuine concern, which suprised me because he did nothing but tease and annoy me through the duration of us solving the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and nodded in response to his question, my cheeks slightly flushing, considering I have a slight crush on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked down at my chest which slightly offended me but I looked down to see what he was so interested in. My mesh overtop was torn in places and my whole front was dirty. He reached out and touched my mesh overtop and he winced. "Your top..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and said, "It's ok. My undershirt still seems to be ok," as I took off my mesh overtop revealing a white wifebeater underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grinned and exclaimed, "Nice." Suddenly, I felt a hand directly on my stomach as he continued, "Toned," playfulness oozing from his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blushed and joked to try to cover my embarrassment, "Actually, it's not as toned as it should be," with a nervous giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His grin changed to a somewhat less playful smile and said, "It's perfect," as he stood up and walked over to my motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face grew redder at his comment but proceeded to messily fold my mesh overtop. It didn't really matter if it was folded or not since I'm probably gonna throw it away anyway, but the obssessive compulsive in me just couldn't let that be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was getting ready to stand up, an open hand came into my view and I looked up to the owner of the hand. There was Josh, offering his hand to me, a sweet smile on his face. I smiled back as I took his hand and he helped me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry. Scooby and Shaggy are already pursuing them," he said, referring to the twins we were working with. I smiled, happy that at least the criminals wouldn't get away. "Let's get your injuries tended to, ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just nodded as he proceeded to lead me to his motorcycle. I looked for my motorcycle and saw it quiet as it leaned against a small tree off the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll have the others retrieve your bike. It'll be safer if you ride with me," he said as he sat down on his bike, scooting forward a bit to make room for me at the back. He patted the space beside me and urged me to sit there. I blushed again and nodded as I sat behind him, wrapping my arms loosely around his waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard him say, "No need to be so distant. You better hang on tight or you might fall," as he pulled gently on my arms and wrapped them around his waist tightly. I was yanked forward by this and I found myself resting against his back. "Much better," he said, and though I couldn't see it, I know he had a smirk on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I relaxed as he revved up his motorcycle and started towards our headquarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And that's it. Anyways, I've got to go. Dinner time.  ^_^ I'll just come back later with another entry. Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&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/5742904-3168249016432979910?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/3168249016432979910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=3168249016432979910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3168249016432979910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3168249016432979910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2007/06/dream-june-28-2007.html' title='Dream: June 28, 2007'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-2405102469834372924</id><published>2007-03-21T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T18:12:01.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><title type='text'>Dreams Tentative Character List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Editted June 28, 2007 17:56&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to share a bit of information to everyone about a few things  related to the story I'm writing. These aren't very important and you don't have to read it.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Characters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Skyerah Caoimhé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;originally from Ardea but was sent to Eardra beacause of the ongoing war on Ardea a year after their births.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Michaél Schyler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;originally from Ardea but was sent to Eardra beacause of the ongoing war on Ardea a year after their births.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Supporting Characters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Steel Gandrakar - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;originally from Ardea but was sent to Eardra beacause of the ongoing war on Ardea a year after their births.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Armetia Sevareia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; originally from Ardea but was sent to Eardra beacause of the ongoing war on Ardea a year after their births.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lyka Garreth - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will help train Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé; currently taking advanced placing exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yukiwa Yoake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will help train Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé; currently taking advanced placing exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jhywl Khymbhlls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will help train Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé; currently taking advanced placing exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Shinbae Yumitani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will help train Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé; currently taking advanced placing exams; recruited to join MACGoR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Carmen Sunbrie - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will help in training &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Morian Garreth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will help in training &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé; recruited to join MACGoR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dunrick Logan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will help train Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé; currently taking advanced placing exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chloandra Suwee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will help train Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé; currently taking advanced placing exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Davyn Logan - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DREAM Academy genius students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gariella Suwee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DREAM Academy genius students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Laria Dieu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DREAM Academy genius students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Katerina Diue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DREAM Academy genius students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor Characters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jaisoun Wildfire - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;team supervisors; will give additional training to Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé; in charge of contacting and summoning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joshua Tulburr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;team supervisors; will give additional training to Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Comiuster Genianma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;team supervisors; will give additional training to Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé; in charge of contacting and summoning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Shakmel Mylakay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;team supervisors; will give additional training to Skye, Chaél, Steel, and Armé; recruited to join MACGoR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important Antagonists:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Aldor Blasthe - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;head of MACGoR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alfred Blasthe - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aldor's brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Paula Taino - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;top spy of MACGoR; spies on DREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Taina Larklynn - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MACGoR's head of intelligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Wendel Rein - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;top spy of MACGoR; spies on the government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organization Names:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DREAM&lt;/span&gt; - Department for the Retrification and Extirpation of Annihilative Malcontents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MACGoR&lt;/span&gt; - Military Againt Corrupt Government Rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer Rankings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fields Officers (Alpha and Support Groups):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ensign - students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lieutenant - student heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Captain - team subordinates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Major - team subordinates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lieutenant Colonel - team subordinates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Colonel - team subordinates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;General Officers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brigadier - team supervisors; field teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Major General - team supervisors; field teachers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lieutenant General- department vice heads; non-field teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;General- department heads; non-field teachers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marshal - head of organization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's pretty much all of it. I'll be going now then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-2405102469834372924?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/2405102469834372924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=2405102469834372924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2405102469834372924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/2405102469834372924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2007/03/dreams-character-list.html' title='Dreams Tentative Character List'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-7283518483580548831</id><published>2007-03-14T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T12:10:08.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog skin'/><title type='text'>Marvel at my new blog skin!</title><content type='html'>I present to all this new blog skin that I made entirely by myself (with help from tutorials for the graphics). Finishing this was very refreshing since it's been so long since I've coded something of my own. I think I'm beginning to remember why I'm taking Computer Science as my course. But of course, that still doesn't mean I like school. I still abhor most teachers and most all our subjects there. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to be changing the POP blog skin to this too, just because I made this for the POP blogger to begin with. I just totally fell in love with it that's why I used it as my own blog skin too. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be all. I'll try and come by again to update. Au revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Take a look at Dhar's site (as a requirement for school). &lt;a href="http://bubblegum-rock.teracities.com" target="_blank"&gt;http://bubblegum-rock.teracities.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS. If it's not too much of a hassle, please place a comment on my taggie board about my blog skin (like if the font is difficult to read, or the font color is too bright, or the whole site is blinding, etc). Merci!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-7283518483580548831?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/7283518483580548831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=7283518483580548831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/7283518483580548831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/7283518483580548831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2007/03/marvel-at-my-new-blog-skin.html' title='Marvel at my new blog skin!'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-1494904936865314999</id><published>2007-01-31T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T09:11:39.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french fries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDonald&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDo'/><title type='text'>Apparently...</title><content type='html'>Apparently, when I was around 10 years old, I was asked to be in a McDonald's commercial. Too bad my parents refused because I would have had to cut classes. It's so sad. I could've gotten french fries. Who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's all. I'll be back later. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-1494904936865314999?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/1494904936865314999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=1494904936865314999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1494904936865314999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/1494904936865314999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2007/01/apparently.html' title='Apparently...'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-4113741312008784478</id><published>2007-01-26T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T16:08:01.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>Please answer this quick survey</title><content type='html'>Please give me a bit of your time by answer this very short survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opinionpower.com/Surveys/832044857.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.opinionpower.com/Surveys/832044857.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-4113741312008784478?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/4113741312008784478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=4113741312008784478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4113741312008784478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/4113741312008784478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2007/01/please-answer-this-quick-survey.html' title='Please answer this quick survey'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-3484965585965421138</id><published>2007-01-21T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T20:41:08.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potential'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='model shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='model'/><title type='text'>Model Potential</title><content type='html'>OMG! You wouldn't believe what happened to my sister during the last day of their school fair. It's so uber fantastic that anyone who knows my sister will just squeal with both disbelief and excitement. I mean I could hardly contain my surprise when my sister told me that some people from a model agency, Model Shop to be exact, asked her if she was insterested in being a model. OMG! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My sister could be model!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? I still can't believe it. I mean, I used to be in commercials (when I was a very young kid) but now my sister's going to be a model. Oh how I wish I could be a model too. But I don't know. I don't think I'm model potential. But as I thought, my sister does have the potential to be a model. She has the looks, the smile, the body, and the personality. Wai!!! I can't wait for the agency to call my sister up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all. I know that lots of things have happened since I last wrote here but I'm just so ecstatic for my sister that I couldn't help writing this entry down. Anyways, until next time everyone. I still have to design flyers for the Kids for Christ meeting on January 28. Later! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-3484965585965421138?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/3484965585965421138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=3484965585965421138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3484965585965421138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/3484965585965421138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2007/01/model-potential.html' title='Model Potential'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-5347365267972418852</id><published>2006-12-20T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T22:43:21.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOTA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth for Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Central B3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids for Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carolling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KFC'/><title type='text'>Christmas Carolling Practice and YFC</title><content type='html'>I am annoyed at the YFC. I'm not annoyed with all the YFC's. I just am totally pissed off with the YFC's who came for the &lt;b&gt;Christmas carolling practice&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;I'm not naming who they are. They know who they are&lt;/i&gt;. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, the &lt;b&gt;YFC Central B3&lt;/b&gt; were supposed to have a Christmas carolling practice. Since no one came, they decided to move it to yesterday. Also, since they expected a small turn out of people, I decided to agree and join them though I really didn't want to. They decided that since I joined and they needed a venue on where to conduct the practice, we would hold it at my house. And at that moment, I was ok with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes after practice started, &lt;b&gt;I immediately regretted my decision&lt;/b&gt;. First of all, we said that the practice would start at 1:00pm. They arrived at the house at around 3:00pm. I thought that since everyone we were expecting was already present, we could start. Apparently, I wrong. They all (except for my sister and my sister's best friend) started to talk to each other, and sing songs outloud. They wouldn't shut up and listen so we could start practicing. They actually started to practice sometime around 3:45pm. That would've been ok on other circumstances (like, they weren't at our house and I wasn't present) but I totally &lt;b&gt;loathe&lt;/b&gt; it when we can't start things on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since I was annoyed, me, with my sister and her best friend, sat and stayed at the dining table. I hated what they were doing. One of them had a wonderful voice, if she used it properly. They gave her a solo and what she did was make the song too... ornate. &lt;i&gt;Sorry. I can't think of a better word&lt;/i&gt;. Also, they tried to make some voices (other than from the pieces I already printed out) but they so did not blend. My sister and I weren't professionals but we could really hear that their voices did not blend at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't end there. One of my friends, a... leader, asked everyone if they thought we should push through with the carolling or not. From what I could see, &lt;b&gt;I totally disagreed&lt;/b&gt; and I'm pretty sure I got my point across. Most of them also did not want to push through. One of the things that partially annoyed me was the fact that they considered hiring a professional. That would've been ok if we had more time but we are scheduled to do the carolling tomorrow. We can't finish anything in a day. Also, &lt;i&gt;we didn't need a professional&lt;/i&gt;. A lot of us could read scoresheets and we could've done all 4 voices &lt;b&gt;if everyone would've just cooperated immediately&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other friend did a good job by suggesting lots of things we could do but I think that we still wouldn't have been able to finish anything. &lt;i&gt;I personally thought that his suggestion was awesome and actually quite easy to do even with the time constraint&lt;/i&gt;. The only thing I really doubted was that if they would actually start on time. I don't think they've mastered the &lt;b&gt;discipline to focus&lt;/b&gt; first and have fun later. Without that, even if they alloted more time, they wouldn't be able to finish. If they did, bravo, but I doubt that whatever they accomplished would be good. It would probably be very messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the one thing that aggravated me most was the fact that one of the YFC's was &lt;b&gt;extremely hard-headed and stubborn&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;She kept insisting that we push through with the carolling and kept saying all these things about the Central B3 YFC that I think could've easily been remedied and did not need us to push through with the carolling&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I don't think that the CFCs would've stopped us from trying to carol next year just because we weren't able to push through with it this year. I think they would've been irked with us if we didn't tell them beforehand that we weren't going to push through with it. Also, I don't think that the CFC would actually dissolve the YFC Central B3 and merge it with another cluster. Why? Well, &lt;b&gt;just because they are inactive doesn't mean that all of the Central B3 YFC are inactive&lt;/b&gt;. The YFC serving for KFC are very active and we've actually accomplished a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, if all they're after is the funds, then they really, really, should stop. And I know that deep down, it is all about the money for most of them. I don't know why they must insist on pushing through with the &lt;b&gt;DOTA Camp&lt;/b&gt; so early but I think that it is unnecessary. &lt;i&gt;If God wills it, then we'll have it&lt;/i&gt;. I don't think that we should worry ourselves so much with pushing through with the carolling just for the funds. There's still a lot of time next year where we could come up with ideas on how to raise funds and actually be able to prepare for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've got to go. I still have something to wrap which my mum needs for tomorrow. So, I'll write and update you again tomorrow. Well, I'll try. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-5347365267972418852?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/5347365267972418852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=5347365267972418852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/5347365267972418852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/5347365267972418852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-carolling-practice-and-yfc.html' title='Christmas Carolling Practice and YFC'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-5499944139078821897</id><published>2006-12-14T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T19:17:56.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth for Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Central B3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pizza Hut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids for Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TORCH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAFI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marapets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='168'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divisoria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entablado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MCG'/><title type='text'>The Last Two Weeks</title><content type='html'>Hi! It's been so long (once again)  since I've last written here. The truth is, I truly missed writing here. It's just that I can't seem to want to write about anything. There hasn't been anything truly... extraordinary that happened that compels me to write. Anyway, I really should stop yapping and continue writing my entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last December 1, our family went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;168&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shopping mall in Divisoria&lt;/span&gt; and did our Christmas shopping. There were so many people and it was uber crowded. Anyways, as I said, we did our Christmas shopping and we were able to buy the Christmas gifts we're going to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While shopping, I pondered on something. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it so difficult to buy Christmas gifts (or any gifts for that matter) for guys?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is because I'm not one? Do guys have difficulty picking out gifts for girls or do they have a diffucult time picking gifts too?&lt;/span&gt; What simple gifts can you give guys? I mean, when I think of a gift for guys, I think of cars, or some other toy. But I'm not gonna give to kids. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;small extra gifts for the POP members&lt;/span&gt;. I have no money as it is and I'm wondering if there's anything small I can give to the POP members. I was thinking of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;making bracelets&lt;/span&gt; but I lack a ton of materials that would cost quite a lot. Oh well. I'm sure they'll understand if I don't give them something extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of POP, I really have to start working on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;script for the first episode of our currently untitled show&lt;/span&gt;. It's a secret but it's something along the lines of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click&lt;/span&gt; (GMA) or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gimik&lt;/span&gt; (ABS-CBN) crossed over with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pay it Forward&lt;/span&gt; but without the pairings. That'd be quite difficult to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, going back. Last December 2, our family (minus Darryll because he had classes) ate at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pizza Hut&lt;/span&gt; at Edsa Central. It's been ages since we've last eaten at Pizza Hut. I still totally lurve their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mushroom soup&lt;/span&gt;. It's so creamy and absolutely delish. I also love their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Garlic and Shrimp Pasta&lt;/span&gt;. I can't figure out what the peculiar taste is and I really want to know because I want to try and make it. Dhar said it tasted like Lucky Me Pancit Canton but that doesn't really help me much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last December 3, we went to the MCG at Ateneo and attended the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TORCH meeting&lt;/span&gt;. I'm happy to report that Tine, Edward, and Christelle were there with us. I'm so happy. We had a lot of fun during the gathering. We watched this video presentation and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pic of Dhar and me taken at the cemetery&lt;/span&gt; along with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new POP studio pic&lt;/span&gt; was shown in the presentation. It was soo weird. Awesome and kind of flattering but weird. I mean, it's not everyday I see a pic with me in it in a video clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also learned the One Manila chant and dance, the TORCH chant, and a new word, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;shakabadoodles&lt;/span&gt; (of which I have no idea of the meaning). They're all cute and fun. A bit weird (especially the word) but they're all cool. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Manila chant&lt;/span&gt; goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Manila, One Manila, One Manila, Lupet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Manila, One Manila, One Manila, Lupet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Manila, Lupet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Manila, Lupet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Manila, Lupet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TORCH chant&lt;/span&gt; goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang galing, and galing ni Lord sa TORCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang astig, and astig, astig mag-TORCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang lupet, and lupet, lupet mag-TORCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lahat ng TORCH, love na love na love ni Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos showed up near the end but he didn't want to come near the front. I'm guessing me was shy. I know the feeling.  I mean, when we started out, we didn't know anyone but now, we know quite a lot of them and they know us too. It's awesome. I feel loved, cared for, and important. It's wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last December 8, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KFC Central B3 YFC Service Team&lt;/span&gt; (that really is a handful to say...write) held a meeting at the Valmores residence. We planned the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas Party&lt;/span&gt; (where John and I will be the overall heads for the activity), planned out the theme for every month of next year, and watched our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CAFI recital&lt;/span&gt; (we'll be doing Entablado as our performance for the KFC Christmas party). It was great fun. Christelle even admitted to having a crush on Marty (haha... after three years, finally!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love watching our recital. It reminds me of the good times. It always makes me happy watching our recital. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss the CAFI days.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't even do a hundred curl ups anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steering away from the serious stuff, I'm happy to announce that I've reached &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 million MP&lt;/span&gt; in Marapets. It's so freakin awesome. It's a wonderful accomplishment and I'm really very proud of myself for reaching and accomplishing such a goal. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I rule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I don't know if I already wrote this but I've started on a new story. It's currently entitled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dreams&lt;/span&gt; and I don't have any plans of changing the title anytime soon. I've finished the very short prologue (one page) and am working on the first chapter. I want to try and finish it but I'm kinda stuck right now. I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'ve no idea how to introduce the other characters.&lt;/span&gt; Oh well. I'll find someway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all. I'm tired. More specifically my hands are tired from typing and so is my back. I'm going to go rest my hands/back/wrists a bit and go back to reading fanfics. Later. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-5499944139078821897?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/5499944139078821897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=5499944139078821897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/5499944139078821897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/5499944139078821897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-two-weeks.html' title='The Last Two Weeks'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-116099901889742515</id><published>2006-10-16T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T19:43:38.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meme/quiz/survey # 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Psychic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoupsychicquiz/psychic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty psychic.&lt;br /&gt;While you aren't Miss Cleo, you've got a little ESP going on.&lt;br /&gt;And although you're sometimes off on your predictions...&lt;br /&gt;You're more often right than wrong&lt;br /&gt;So go with your instincts - you know more than you think&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoupsychicquiz/"&gt;Are You Psychic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;White Chocolate Mocha Frappuccino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorfrappuccinoareyouquiz/white-chocolate-mocha.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind and forward looking, you're the first to introduce a wacky new trend to your friends. And even if your ideas seem weird, they get adopted pretty quickly.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorfrappuccinoareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Frappuccino Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-116099901889742515?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/116099901889742515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=116099901889742515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/116099901889742515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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flashvars="site=widget-ff.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594042974207&amp;amp;cy=bl" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="350" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ff.slide.com/f2/72057594042974207/bl_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/blank.gif" style="border: 0pt none ;" height="0" width="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-115867617034043896?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/115867617034043896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=115867617034043896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Camera:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-bf.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-bf.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594042076607&amp;amp;cy=bl" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="375" width="475"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-bf.slide.com/f2/72057594042076607/bl_t015_v000_a000_f00/images/blank.gif" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From my Cellphone:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a5.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-a5.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594042077605&amp;amp;cy=bl" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="375" width="475"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a5.slide.com/f2/72057594042077605/bl_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/blank.gif" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-115780818318421469?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/115780818318421469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=115780818318421469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115780818318421469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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I don't exactly know why I did it. I think a part of me wants a reminder of my high school days. Anyways, after re-activating it, I started to read my old posts (dating 2001) and as I read, I felt like so much time has passed from that time. I was laughing at some of the things I said, and I was even bafled by some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, even though I don't write anything in it, I'll be able to keep it alive. And maybe this post can help me remmeber that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-115703262956781726?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/115703262956781726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=115703262956781726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115703262956781726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115703262956781726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/08/reminiscing.html' title='reminiscing'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-115699373710363285</id><published>2006-08-31T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:08:57.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meme/quiz/survey # 3</title><content type='html'>I took these weird yet really fun quizzes. Here are my results. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="300"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/paranoid.html"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizoid.html"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizotypal.html"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/antisocial.html"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/borderline.html"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/histrionic.html"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/narcissistic.html"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/avoidant.html"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/dependent.html"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/ocd.html"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Personality Disorder Test&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html"&gt;Personality Disorder Information&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to &lt;i&gt;Purgatory!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="border: medium none ; margin: 5px auto; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial,verdana,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: arial,verdana,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(34, 0, 51); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(196, 0, 51); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(17, 0, 34); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(255, 17, 51); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(34, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(68, 102, 221); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(51, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(255, 17, 51); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(68, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(51, 68, 187); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(85, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(68, 102, 221); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(102, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(51, 68, 187); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(119, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(170, 51, 170); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(136, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(170, 51, 170); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: rgb(153, 0, 17); color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: rgb(255, 51, 68); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; color: rgb(51, 68, 187); background-color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" cellspacing="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 200px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disorder&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th style="background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 120px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Score&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(204, 221, 170) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/major_depression.html" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Major Depression&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(204, 221, 170) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Slight&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(238, 238, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/dysthymia.html" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dysthymia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(238, 238, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Slight-Moderate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(204, 221, 170) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/bipolar.html" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bipolar Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(204, 221, 170) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Very Slight&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(238, 238, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/cyclothymia.html" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cyclothymia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(238, 238, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Slight-Moderate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(204, 221, 170) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/sad.html" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seasonal Affective Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(204, 221, 170) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Slight&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(238, 238, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/postpartum.html" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Postpartum Depression&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(238, 238, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;N/A&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 3px; background: rgb(204, 221, 170) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-align: center; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Take the Depression Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(153, 153, 153); padding: 6px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(187, 187, 187); margin: 0px 6px 6px 0px; padding: 4px 4px 8px; float: left; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 238); width: 204px;"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 15px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Loneliness Quotient: 48%&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 0px; padding: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none ; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; overflow: hidden; background-color: rgb(255, 170, 51); width: 48%; float: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin: 0px 0px 8px; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Your Personalized Assessment Report:&lt;/h2&gt;48 is still a somewhat decent score, however there is definite room for improvement. We will examine the issues that could use work and see what can be done about them. You could help yourself by working on your relationships with friends. There is room for improvement in this area. Luckily in your case,  your family situation is not causing you any troubles. A positive family situation is definitely helpful. Your romantic life, however, needs work. There is a lot of room for improvement there, and you really need to work things out with your partner. Some shyness is evident in you and must be overcome in order to make friends and find true love. At least you live in an area with good people around you. On a final note, there seem to be some insecurity issues that you need to work through.  Improving self-esteem will aid you in lowering your LQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.datingdiversions.com/lq.html"&gt;Loneliness Quotient Test&lt;/a&gt; at Dating Diversions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(17, 0, 0); width: 400px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 94px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 66px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(34, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(51, 0, 119) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 46px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(68, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(119, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 116px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(34, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(51, 0, 119) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 40px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(34, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(51, 0, 119) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 58px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins Quiz&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/"&gt;4degreez.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray; width: 320px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; background-color: white; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 5px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What mental disorder do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 200px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 100%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ; margin: 10px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;You have a very hard time focusing, and you find it difficult to stay on task without your mind wandering.  You probably zone in and out of conversations and tend to miss out on directions because you cannot focus&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Manic Depressive&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 46%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 30%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 24%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 15%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 8px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_mental_disorder_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What mental disorder do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray; width: 320px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; background-color: white; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 5px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What would you look like in anime? (cool descriptions)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;mysterious and attractive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 200px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 30%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ; margin: 10px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: black;"&gt;your long, straight hair is silver and falls past your shoulders. You have eyes the color of fresh roses that seem to sparkle. Your skin is quite pale. You are wearing a long, white skirt and a long-sleeved black top embroidered with white flowers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;cute and sporty&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 20%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;dark and beautiful&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 20%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;pretty and innocent&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 10%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;girly and elegant&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 10%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;unique and stunning&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 10%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="padding: 8px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_would_you_look_like_in_anime_cool_descri"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What would you look like in anime? (cool descriptions)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; width: 320px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: black; background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You Are 78% Genius!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="border: 1px solid black; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 200px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: red none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 78%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px;"&gt;Well you scored pretty well on this quiz. You might not be a genius, but you are close.  Quite well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/the_genius_quiz"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Genius Quiz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-115699373710363285?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/115699373710363285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=115699373710363285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115699373710363285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115699373710363285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/08/memequizsurvey-3.html' title='meme/quiz/survey # 3'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-115694155710402567</id><published>2006-08-30T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T20:39:17.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fanfiction quote # 2</title><content type='html'>OMG. I was reading this story again after quite a long time and I can't believe that I was already crying by the half of the first chapter. And since I found myself totally falling in love with this story, I'd love to impart to you a part of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd fogotten how to cry. But I am. I remember this feeling from so long ago. When I was small, this happened often. And I thought that the last of my tears had dried up forever when I was five. Why can nothing ever be forever? Why couldn't Arnold have left me where I was in the park? Why couldn't he have just let me suffer there, instead of letting me fall to pieces in his room? I try to get the steady stream of salty wet to stop, but to no avail. It only comes faster, more pronouced then before. That's because I know now. All my doubts from before are gone. Throughout our conversation he had held my hand, and it had made me hope. It had made me doubt the lonliness that I had and would assuredly spend my years in. But the doubt dissolved, and now there is only the knowledge of misunderstanding. Their&lt;br /&gt;misunderstanding for me, because truly, who could ever undestand Helga? I look into the darkness of the room, which reminds me so much of my state in life that I'm almost forced to smirk. I close my eyes painfully and breath, "I am Helga G. Pataki..." I annouce quietly to the silence, "...and nobody loves me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to sob, the sound of my crying choked out by the nothingness that surrounds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the time I would wish for somthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find anything worth wishing for, except what I cannot have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's the point of wishing, if all you'll ever do is wish?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Chapter 5 of &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/101947/" target="_blank"&gt;paleMistress&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;i&gt;Hey Arnold!&lt;/i&gt; fanfiction, &lt;b&gt;Understanding Helga&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/389905/5/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/389905/5/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-115694155710402567?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/115694155710402567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=115694155710402567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115694155710402567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115694155710402567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/08/fanfiction-quote-2.html' title='fanfiction quote # 2'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-115686196599054435</id><published>2006-08-29T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:32:46.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new couches, rr thefts, and my new story</title><content type='html'>Thank you&lt;b&gt; Ate Haziel&lt;/b&gt;, for the new &lt;i&gt;couch&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; the &lt;i&gt;bench-like couch&lt;/i&gt; that now adorns the DPSM Reading Room. Now, we have three very comfortable seats in the RR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, after we (the UPM Biochemistry Society) have raised sufficient funds, we may be able to re-upholster the old couch that we love so much that we can't seem to just throw away. After all, if only the old couch (which we've named the &lt;b&gt;Jerjer Couch&lt;/b&gt;) could talk, I would bet that it would have so many stories to tell us after being in the RR for more than five years (I'm not entirely sure about when the couch was brought to the RR).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I'm still scared of the old couch. When we moved it, a giant spider (the third we've found since last year), a cockroach (of which I'm deathly afraid of), and quite a large mouse (which ran by/on Joshua's foot) emerged from the couch. I don't even want to know what else is in that possibly pest-ridden couch. I do hope that we can get it re-upholstered soon so that the old couch will be clean inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of donating a lock (and other things needed for a lock to be applied to the RR door) since we've been having quite a number of thefts recently. Also, I'm trying to think of who could be stealing stuff (&lt;i&gt;especially lab kits&lt;/i&gt;) from the lockers and the RR. The worst case that happened was when someone stole the &lt;b&gt;Piso Para Sa Couch Piggy Bank&lt;/b&gt; from Eric's locker. It's extremely annoying because I'm guessing that it already contained more than a thousand pesos. Anyways, no use crying over spilled milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on a new story that were based on and inspired by some of my recent dreams. For now, I've entitled my story &lt;b&gt;Dreams&lt;/b&gt; which, of course, I based on the fact that this was inspired mostly by my dreams. This story will be a big leap for me since this story is more &lt;i&gt;fantasy/action/adventure&lt;/i&gt; than &lt;i&gt;romance/angst/drama&lt;/i&gt; which I'm more used to writing. Since I really want to finish this, I've been doing my homework and I'm so proud of myself for actually researching first so I could write this story correctly. Wish me luck and pray that I don't leave this story to rot (which is what I've done for my past four stories).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all. I've got to go. I'm so exhausted because I got home late. It was all because the couch was delivered so late (it arrived at around seven in the evening when they said they would deliver it at around one in the afternoon) and the LRT just happened to be broken. Oh well. 'Til tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-115686196599054435?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/115686196599054435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=115686196599054435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115686196599054435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115686196599054435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-couches-rr-thefts-and-my-new-story.html' title='new couches, rr thefts, and my new story'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-115677381901786211</id><published>2006-08-28T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:03:39.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...and if i'm flying solo, at least i'm flying free..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm am &lt;i&gt;in love&lt;/i&gt; with the soundtrack of &lt;b&gt;Wicked&lt;/b&gt;. It is absolutely fabulous and is pure genius! The voices of Kristin Chenoweth and Idina Menzel are beautiful and moving. The songs are also soulful and the lyrics are so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics to some of my favorite songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm Not That Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Hands touch, eyes meet&lt;br /&gt;Sudden silence, sudden heat&lt;br /&gt;Hearts leap in a giddy whirl&lt;br /&gt;He could be that boy&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not that girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't dream too far&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose sight of who you are&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember that rush of joy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could be that boy&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ev'ry so often we long to steal&lt;br /&gt;To the land of what-might-have-been&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't soften the ache we feel&lt;br /&gt;When reality sets back in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blithe smile, lithe limb&lt;br /&gt;She who's winsome, she wins him&lt;br /&gt;Gold hair with a gentle curl&lt;br /&gt;That's the girl he chose&lt;br /&gt;And Heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't wish, don't start&lt;br /&gt;Wishing only wounds the heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl&lt;br /&gt;There's a girl I know&lt;br /&gt;He loves her so&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---0---&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Defying Gravity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;(spoken) Elphaba - why couldn't you have stayed calm for&lt;br /&gt;once, instead of flying off the handle!&lt;br /&gt;(sung) I hope you're happy!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy now&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy how you&lt;br /&gt;Hurt your cause forever&lt;br /&gt;I hope you think you're clever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy, too&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're proud how you&lt;br /&gt;Would grovel in submission&lt;br /&gt;To feed your own ambition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;So though I can't imagine how&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;(spoken) Elphie, listen to me. Just say you're sorry:&lt;br /&gt;(sung) You can still be with the Wizard&lt;br /&gt;What you've worked and waited for&lt;br /&gt;You can have all you ever wanted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;(spoken) I know:&lt;br /&gt;(sung) But I don't want it -&lt;br /&gt;No - I can't want it&lt;br /&gt;Anymore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something has changed within me&lt;br /&gt;Something is not the same&lt;br /&gt;I'm through with playing by the rules&lt;br /&gt;Of someone else's game&lt;br /&gt;Too late for second-guessing&lt;br /&gt;Too late to go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;It's time to trust my instincts&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes: and leap!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think I'll try&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't pull me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;Can't I make you understand?&lt;br /&gt;You're having delusions of grandeur:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm through accepting limits&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz someone says they're so&lt;br /&gt;Some things I cannot change&lt;br /&gt;But till I try, I'll never know!&lt;br /&gt;Too long I've been afraid of&lt;br /&gt;Losing love I guess I've lost&lt;br /&gt;Well, if that's love&lt;br /&gt;It comes at much too high a cost!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sooner buy&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I'm defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;And you can't pull me down:&lt;br /&gt;(spoken) Glinda - come with me.&lt;br /&gt;Think of what we could&lt;br /&gt;do together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sung) Unlimited&lt;br /&gt;Together we're unlimited&lt;br /&gt;Together we'll be the greatest team&lt;br /&gt;There's ever been&lt;br /&gt;Glinda -&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, the way we planned 'em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;If we work in tandem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;There's no fight we cannot win&lt;br /&gt;Just you and I&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;With you and I&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;They'll never bring us down!&lt;br /&gt;(spoken) Well? Are you coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're choosing this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;(spoken) You too&lt;br /&gt;(sung) I hope it brings you bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;I really hope you get it&lt;br /&gt;And you don't live to regret it&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy in the end&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy, my friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;So if you care to find me&lt;br /&gt;Look to the western sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;As someone told me lately:&lt;br /&gt;"Ev'ryone deserves the chance to fly!"&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm flying solo&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm flying free&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who'd ground me&lt;br /&gt;Take a message back from me&lt;br /&gt;Tell them how I am&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying high&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;And soon I'll match them in renown&lt;br /&gt;And nobody in all of Oz&lt;br /&gt;No Wizard that there is or was&lt;br /&gt;Is ever gonna bring me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CITIZENS OF OZ&lt;br /&gt;Look at her, she's wicked!&lt;br /&gt;Get her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Bring me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CITIZENS OF OZ&lt;br /&gt;No one mourns the wicked&lt;br /&gt;So we've got to bring her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CITIZENS OF OZ&lt;br /&gt;Down!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---0---&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;As Long as You're Mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Kiss Me too fiercely&lt;br /&gt;Hold me too tight&lt;br /&gt;I need help beliving&lt;br /&gt;You're with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;My wildest dreams&lt;br /&gt;Could not forsee&lt;br /&gt;Lying beside you&lt;br /&gt;With you wanting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for this moment&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're mine&lt;br /&gt;I've lot all resistance&lt;br /&gt;And crossed some boarderline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And if it turnes out&lt;br /&gt;It's over too fast&lt;br /&gt;I'll make every last moment last&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIYERO&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm brainless&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you've got me seeing&lt;br /&gt;Though different eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I've fallen&lt;br /&gt;Under your spell&lt;br /&gt;And somehow I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;It's up that I fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Every moment&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll wake up my body&lt;br /&gt;And make up for lost time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIYERO&lt;br /&gt;Say there's no future&lt;br /&gt;For us as a pair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And though I know I may know&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;Just for this moment&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come be how you want to&lt;br /&gt;And see how bright we shine&lt;br /&gt;Borrow the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Until it is though&lt;br /&gt;And know I'll be here holding you&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIYERO&lt;br /&gt;(spoken)&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;(spoken)&lt;br /&gt;It's just for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;I feel ... wicked&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---0---&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;I'm limited:&lt;br /&gt;Just look at me - I'm limited&lt;br /&gt;And just look at you -&lt;br /&gt;You can do all I couldn't do, Glinda&lt;br /&gt;So now it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;(spoken) For both of us&lt;br /&gt;(sung) Now it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've heard it said&lt;br /&gt;That people come into our lives for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Bringing something we must learn&lt;br /&gt;And we are led&lt;br /&gt;To those who help us most to grow&lt;br /&gt;If we let them&lt;br /&gt;And we help them in return&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know if I believe that's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I know I'm who I am today&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a comet pulled from orbit&lt;br /&gt;As it passes a sun&lt;br /&gt;Like a stream that meets a boulder&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the wood&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;It well may be&lt;br /&gt;That we will never meet again&lt;br /&gt;In this lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So let me say before we part&lt;br /&gt;So much of me&lt;br /&gt;Is made of what I learned from you&lt;br /&gt;You'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;Like a handprint on my heart&lt;br /&gt;And now whatever way our stories end&lt;br /&gt;I know you have re-written mine&lt;br /&gt;By being my friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a ship blown from its mooring&lt;br /&gt;By a wind off the sea&lt;br /&gt;Like a seed dropped by a skybird&lt;br /&gt;In a distant wood&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;And just to clear the air&lt;br /&gt;I ask forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;For the things I've done you blame me for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;But then, I guess we know&lt;br /&gt;There's blame to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;And none of it seems to matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA | ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Like a comet pulled | Like a ship blown&lt;br /&gt;From orbit as it | Off it's mooring&lt;br /&gt;Passes a sun, like | By a wind off the&lt;br /&gt;A stream that meets | Sea, like a seed&lt;br /&gt;A boulder, half-way | Dropped by a&lt;br /&gt;Through the wood | Bird in the wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;I do believe I have been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;And because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to Wikipedia for more information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wicked_%28musical%29" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wicked_%28musical%29&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to the lyrics from the musical:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stlyrics.com/w/wicked.htm" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.stlyrics.com/w/wicked.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-115677338117165288</id><published>2006-08-28T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:06:12.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meme/quiz/survey # 2</title><content type='html'>Snatched this one from &lt;a href="http://ogs-peace.deviantart.com" target="_blank"&gt;Ogs-Peace from dA&lt;/a&gt; who I had the pleasure of chatting with last night. :) If you notice, I gave vague answers for some of the questions. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Would you enjoy swimming in a pool of jello with 3 lovely ladies and a circus clown?&lt;br /&gt;+ No. Jello is very hard to clean off, I'm not a guy, and I hate clowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Spell your first name backwards&lt;br /&gt;+ aziL adardnA ennA eceineD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What month were you born in?&lt;br /&gt;+ January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;+ Pasig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESCRIBE YOUR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wallet:&lt;br /&gt;+ brown, long, cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Toothbrush:&lt;br /&gt;+ owange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Jewelry worn daily:&lt;br /&gt;+ my Guess watch, and two pink ponytails worn on my wrists like bracelets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Pillow cover right now:&lt;br /&gt;+ my huggy buggy pillow is pink, and my two other pillows (one for my head and another for my arm) are also pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Underwear:&lt;br /&gt;+ haha...as if I'll tell... ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Best Friend:&lt;br /&gt;+ Who is my bestfriend?&lt;br /&gt;POP: Edward, John, and Tine.&lt;br /&gt;UPM family: Mikki, Raquel, Hernie, Kenet, Kesiah.&lt;br /&gt;Faeryslair / Writersblock: ALou, Becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Sunglasses:&lt;br /&gt;+ I don't own sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite shirt:&lt;br /&gt;+ I have three... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Cologne/Perfume:&lt;br /&gt;+ I'm not a fan of colognes or perfumes. They're terribly annoying to my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. CD in stereo:&lt;br /&gt;+ Wicked OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Piercings:&lt;br /&gt;+ a pair of earrings on my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Wearing now:&lt;br /&gt;+ white blouse with red diagonal stripes, denim pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Wishing for:&lt;br /&gt;+ no classes tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Wanting:&lt;br /&gt;+ a new mp3 player because my old one is busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. The last thing you ate:&lt;br /&gt;+ ramen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Something you are deathly afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;+ being alone, cockroaches, the thought that I might die any moment now, the thought of being pregnant (though this is quite impossible because I've never done this so if I do become pregnant, it'll be an immaculate conception), seeing dead/dying people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you like candles:&lt;br /&gt;+ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you like the taste of blood:&lt;br /&gt;+ no. I don't like the metallic taste of it. And I hate blood in general&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you believe in love:&lt;br /&gt;+ yes. Though it is an intangible object, its definition is in the dictionary, meaning that it should exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you believe in soul mates:&lt;br /&gt;+ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you believe in God:&lt;br /&gt;+ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What's something you wish you could understand better:&lt;br /&gt;+ why I'm so darn lazy and how I can remedy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIPS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;test to see how strong you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.How many people have you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;+ On the cheek, lots. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Are you shy around your crush?&lt;br /&gt;+ yes. But I'm naturally shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Still have feelings for anyone in a past relationship?&lt;br /&gt;+ haven't had a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you know what it feels like to be in love?&lt;br /&gt;+ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Would you sacrifice your favorite possession for your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;+ Though I don't know what people would want with my notebook, my colored pens (stabilo, P13 each), and my ponytails, but sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FASHION STUFF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Where is your favorite place to shop?&lt;br /&gt;+ I'm a DS girl. Department Store. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What is your favorite thing to wear?&lt;br /&gt;+ loose shirt, soft denim pants (when outside), and short shorts (only at home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. What is a must have accessory?&lt;br /&gt;+ watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. How much is the most you've ever spent in a single clothing store:&lt;br /&gt;+ a lot. I don't want to remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Who is the least fashionable person you know?&lt;br /&gt;+ A lot of people. But if it's between my friends, that would be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Do you match your belt with your hair color?&lt;br /&gt;+ no. That would be hard. I have a purple belt but I don't have purple hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. How many pairs of shoes do you own?&lt;br /&gt;+ two pairs of rubber shoes, one pair of boots, one pair of high heeled shoes, and around four pairs of sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What is the worst trend you see today?&lt;br /&gt;+ big shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Do you do drugs?&lt;br /&gt;+ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.What kind of soap do you use?&lt;br /&gt;+ Dove unscented cream bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;+ the news. I'm not watching, just listening while my dad's watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Who was the last person that called you?&lt;br /&gt;+ I don't remember. It was around two days ago. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Where do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;+ Ireland, Scotland, Rome, Venice, Florence, England, Naples, Caserta Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. How many buddies are online right now?&lt;br /&gt;+ too lazy to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What are essentials in your life?&lt;br /&gt;+ my life, clothes, my watch, computer, cellphone, books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Do you send out holiday cards each year?&lt;br /&gt;+ no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Hair right now?&lt;br /&gt;+ long, wavy (in a very messy way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. mood:&lt;br /&gt;+ sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Did you actually read the last person's answer?&lt;br /&gt;+ yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE.&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels:&lt;br /&gt;= Dnc Nn Ndrd Lz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO.&lt;br /&gt;are you single?&lt;br /&gt;= Of course I am. I'm not a twin. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE.&lt;br /&gt;Last place you went?&lt;br /&gt;= Pioneer Centre (grocery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR.&lt;br /&gt;Pink or any Pastel hues?&lt;br /&gt;= both! Guys wearing pink look totally HOT! Crush ko sila sa araw na un. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE.&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite color:&lt;br /&gt;= can't think on one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX.&lt;br /&gt;favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;= Popular, I'm Not That Girl, Defying Gravity, What is This Feeling - all from Wicked OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;= In my dreams. So I can write my story better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;= No. I'm too lazy and on the verge of failing my subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone ever said you resemble a celebrity:&lt;br /&gt;= My parents and some of my friends say I look like Linda Carter (one of the actresses that played Wonder Woman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite time in school?&lt;br /&gt;= lunch, dismissal, no school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELEVEN&lt;br /&gt;Do you shop at stores like Guess, Topshop, and AE?&lt;br /&gt;= no. Too expensive. I can find clothes of the same quality at lower prices somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWELVE.&lt;br /&gt;How do you make money?&lt;br /&gt;= does getting allowances count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRTEEN.&lt;br /&gt;Where's your mom?&lt;br /&gt;= in my parent's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTEEN.&lt;br /&gt;Where's your dad?&lt;br /&gt;= watching tv in the same room as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIFTEEN.&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking of someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;= yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIXTEEN.&lt;br /&gt;One word to describe you:&lt;br /&gt;= lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVENTEEN.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes?&lt;br /&gt;= ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHTEEN.&lt;br /&gt;Do you own big sunglasses?&lt;br /&gt;= no. I hate such sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINETEEN.&lt;br /&gt;What would you rather be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;= sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY.&lt;br /&gt;favorite food:&lt;br /&gt;= Japanese, Italian, Filipino, Chinese, Vietnamese, Mongolian dishes. And some other food. I love food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY ONE.&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today when you first got up?&lt;br /&gt;= watch Figure It Out on Nickelodeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-115677338117165288?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/115677338117165288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=115677338117165288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115677338117165288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115677338117165288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/08/memequizsurvey-2.html' title='meme/quiz/survey # 2'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-115675803370382490</id><published>2006-08-28T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T18:51:46.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perplexing new layout</title><content type='html'>Hello blogger! As I said, I would commemorate your resurrection-of-sorts by giving you a new layout and here it is! Isn't so awesome? I think it fits you well. The layout has an autumn-y theme and I just &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Gensoumaden Saiyuki. Though, I am having trouble with the layout. It's weird. When I click on preview, the layout looks correct but when I look at the final result after replublishing the whole blog, the layout doesn't show up correct. It's so perplexing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just wanted to tell you that. Until next time dearest blogger. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit&lt;/b&gt;: I switched to IE and saw that the reason why it looks weird is because the page won't refresh whatsoever in Firefox. I'll give it a day. It should be better by tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-115675803370382490?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/115675803370382490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=115675803370382490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115675803370382490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115675803370382490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/08/perplexing-new-layout.html' title='perplexing new layout'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-115673616857361121</id><published>2006-08-28T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T11:36:08.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meme/quiz/survey # 1</title><content type='html'>Oh God. It has been too long since I've posted anything new here. I was gone for a very long time, wasn't I? Almost 6 months? Woah! Anyway, I'm back and I promise to try and update this blog as often as I update &lt;a href="http://natsumyre.livejournal.com" target="_blank"&gt;my LJ&lt;/a&gt;. When I get home, I'll give this blog a new layout to celebrate my homecoming. For now, here's a meme to commemorate your resurrection-of-sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Supposedly&lt;/i&gt; if you've seen over 80 movies, you have no life. Mark the ones you've seen. There are 169 movie titles on this list. Put your score in header and repost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;(x) Grease&lt;br /&gt;(x) Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;( ) Boondock Saints&lt;br /&gt;(x) Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;(x) Starsky and Hutch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Neverending Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) Blazing Saddles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Airplane&lt;br /&gt;( ) My First Mister&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Virgin Suicides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 5/11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;( ) AnchorMan: The Legend of Ron Burgandy&lt;br /&gt;(x) Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;(x) Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;(x) Saw&lt;br /&gt;( ) Saw II&lt;br /&gt;(x) White Noise&lt;br /&gt;( ) White Oleander&lt;br /&gt;(x) Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;(x) 50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Princess Diaries&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 8/12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream 3&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scary Movie&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scary Movie 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scary Movie 3&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scary Movie 4&lt;br /&gt;( ) American Pie&lt;br /&gt;( ) American Pie 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;( ) American Pie Band Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 4/11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 4&lt;br /&gt;(x) Resident Evil I&lt;br /&gt;(x) Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;( ) Little Black Book&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Village&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lilo &amp; Stitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 9/10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;( ) Signs&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grinch&lt;br /&gt;( ) Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;br /&gt;(x) White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;( ) Butterfly Effect&lt;br /&gt;(x) 13 Going on 30&lt;br /&gt;(x) I, Robot&lt;br /&gt;(x) Robots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 7/10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) Universal Soldier&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;br /&gt;(x) Along Came Polly&lt;br /&gt;(x) Deep Impact&lt;br /&gt;( ) KingPin &lt;i&gt;(Actually, I'm not sure that I haven't seen this movie but I'm leaning towards not yet.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet The Parents&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet the Fockers&lt;br /&gt;( ) Eight Crazy Nights&lt;br /&gt;( ) Joe Dirt&lt;br /&gt;(x) King Kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 8/12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) A Cinderella Story &lt;i&gt;(Totally hate Hilary Duff, Miss Princess Pretentious)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Terminal&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br /&gt;( ) Passport to Paris &lt;i&gt;(I can't believe I haven't watched this Olsen twins movie)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dumb &amp; Dumber&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dumber &amp; Dumberer&lt;br /&gt;( ) Final Destination&lt;br /&gt;( ) Final Destination 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Final Destination 3&lt;br /&gt;( ) Halloween&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Ring 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Surviving X-MAS &lt;i&gt;(I'm not sure about this either. I'm still researching about this movie)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Flubber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 6/14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Harold &amp; Kumar Go To White Castle&lt;br /&gt;(x) Practical Magic&lt;br /&gt;(x) Chicago&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ghost Ship&lt;br /&gt;( ) From Hell&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hellboy&lt;br /&gt;( ) Secret Window &lt;i&gt;(Johnny Depp!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) I Am Sam&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Whole Nine Yards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 3/9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Day After Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;(x) Child's Play&lt;br /&gt;(x) Seed of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bride of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ten Things I Hate About You&lt;br /&gt;( ) Just Married&lt;br /&gt;(x) Gothika&lt;br /&gt;(x) Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Remember the Titans&lt;br /&gt;( ) Coach Carter&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Grudge&lt;br /&gt;(x) the Mask&lt;br /&gt;(x) Son Of The Mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 9/14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Joy Ride&lt;br /&gt;( ) Se7en&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ocean's Eleven&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ocean's Twelve &lt;i&gt;(I think it's weird I've watched the sequel but not the first movie)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Identity&lt;br /&gt;( ) Lone Star&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bedazzled &lt;i&gt;(Watched just a small part so I didn't mark this)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Predator I&lt;br /&gt;( ) Predator II&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Fog&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ice Age&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ice Age 2: The Meltdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 4/13&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cujo&lt;br /&gt;( ) A Bronx Tale&lt;br /&gt;(x) Darkness Falls&lt;br /&gt;(x) ET&lt;br /&gt;( ) Children of the Corn&lt;br /&gt;( ) My Boss' Daughter&lt;br /&gt;( ) Maid in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;( ) Frailty&lt;br /&gt;(x) War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;(x) Rush Hour&lt;br /&gt;(x) Rush Hour 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 6/12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Best Bet&lt;br /&gt;(x) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;( ) She's All That&lt;br /&gt;( ) Calendar Girls&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sideways&lt;br /&gt;(x) Mars Attacks&lt;br /&gt;( ) Event Horizon&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ever After&lt;br /&gt;(x) Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;(x) Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator&lt;br /&gt;(x) Terminator 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 7/12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) X-Men&lt;br /&gt;(x) X2&lt;br /&gt;(x) X3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sky High&lt;br /&gt;(x) Jeepers Creepers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Jeepers Creepers 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Catch Me If You Can&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Others&lt;br /&gt;(x) Freaky Friday&lt;br /&gt;(x) Reign of Fire&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cruel Intentions&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cruel Intentions 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cruel Intentions 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Hot Chick&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total: 16/18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swimfan&lt;br /&gt;( ) Miracle&lt;br /&gt;( ) Old School&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;( ) K-Pax&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;(x) Boogeyman&lt;br /&gt;( ) The 40-year-old-virgin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;total: 5/11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all..&lt;b&gt;97/169&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all. I've got to go. I'll update you again when I get home. Until later!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-115673616857361121?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/115673616857361121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=115673616857361121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115673616857361121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/115673616857361121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/08/memequizsurvey-1.html' title='meme/quiz/survey # 1'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-114240927333343175</id><published>2006-03-15T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T16:03:17.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fanfiction quote # 1</title><content type='html'>I thought I should come up with a new name for this type of posts but since I'm too lazy to think of a new one, I stuck with the old one and just reset the counter to 1. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's Fanfiction Quote # 1. Actually, it's a poem, but I guess it's still considered a quote. Whatev...I hope you enjoy reading the poem as did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0----0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am flawed, and I am perfect&lt;br /&gt;At pretending everyone believes my act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't lie to myself, though I try,&lt;br /&gt;I can't make believe I never cry,&lt;br /&gt;Because the tears are too real to disappear,&lt;br /&gt;And there's no running from who's in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I fight for my charade,&lt;br /&gt;By building walls to barricade&lt;br /&gt;All the pain I create in my wake,&lt;br /&gt;Every stolen laugh, every mistake, all the heartache,&lt;br /&gt;And if I could stop and take off my mask,&lt;br /&gt;If I could obey when you would ask,&lt;br /&gt;To see who I really am underneath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would, if I believed you'd like what you'd see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know who I make myself out to be,&lt;br /&gt;And I know it isn't pretty, isn't nice or kind,&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the beauty you deserve to find,&lt;br /&gt;I never know how to stay honest,&lt;br /&gt;Because lying has always been easiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never tell you how I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Because who you see me as is unreal,&lt;br /&gt;And the right words never seem to fit&lt;br /&gt;The shape of my heart, so my dark truth remains unlit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I could take of my mask, I would,&lt;br /&gt;I'd change for you, if only I could,&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid I already painted my portrait for you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm painfully stained with colors that aren't true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's all I know how to be,&lt;br /&gt;Because somewhere, I lost the real me,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hoping someday you'll find me here,&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you'll see that I can be sincere,&lt;br /&gt;I can be caring, I can be beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;And if one day, you open your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And open your heart to realize,&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than a fist, more than a negative notion,&lt;br /&gt;And I can be more than a flaw in your perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be more, because you deserve better,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who'll let you see how much you matter,&lt;br /&gt;Who won't be afraid to be herself, to be true,&lt;br /&gt;Who won't abstain from saying she loves you,&lt;br /&gt;Because, I really, truly do..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Chapter 4 of &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/13867/" target="_blank"&gt;Silver Kitten&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;i&gt;Hey Arnold!&lt;/i&gt; fanfiction, &lt;b&gt;A Flaw in Perfection&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1904235/4/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1904235/4/&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of converting this blog into a creative journal, much like my &lt;a href="http://beautyindarkness.blogdrive.com" target="_blank"&gt;BlogDrive&lt;/a&gt; journal, which I also do not update as often. But, I am still pondering on that course of action, so, while I still haven't done that, I'll try and update this blog as often as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as much as I'd love to stay and chat, I've got to go. Until later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-114240927333343175?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/114240927333343175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=114240927333343175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/114240927333343175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/114240927333343175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/03/fanfiction-quote-1.html' title='fanfiction quote # 1'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-114191092594310480</id><published>2006-03-09T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T21:28:45.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploding Dog Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/nomoemo/1052673002_turesstars.gif" border="0" alt="stars are awake" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are "The Stars Are Awake!"  You're&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty upbeat about things, and you like to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go with the flow.  Go you and your witty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/nomoemo/quizzes/What%20Exploding%20Dog%20Art%20Are%20You%3F"&gt; What Exploding Dog Art Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a title="Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=56&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I barely post here anymore. Oh well...I'll try to post more stuff here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-114191092594310480?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/114191092594310480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=114191092594310480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/114191092594310480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/114191092594310480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/03/exploding-dog-quiz.html' title='Exploding Dog Quiz'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113877779843304987</id><published>2006-02-01T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T15:09:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizziez again! :)</title><content type='html'>more quizziez! :) i missed answering quizziez. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Newborn Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/newborn-soul.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are tolerant, accepting, and willing to give anyone a chance.&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side, you're easy to read and easily influenced by others.&lt;br /&gt;You have a fresh perspective on life, and you can be very creative.&lt;br /&gt;Noconformist and nontraditional, you've never met anyone who's like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inventive and artistic, you like to be a trendsetter.&lt;br /&gt;You have an upbeat spirit and you like almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;You make friends easily and often have long standing friendships.&lt;br /&gt;Implusive and trusting, you fall in love a little too easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Bright Star Soul and Dreaming Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#e9f3fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Blood Type is Type B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d6e8f6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/b.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You follow your own rules in life, even if you change the rules every day.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you tend to be off the wall and unpredictable, but that's what makes you lovable.&lt;br /&gt;And even though you're a wild child, you have the tools to be a great success.&lt;br /&gt;You are able to concentrate intently - and make the impossible possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with: B and AB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Type B's: Leonardo Di Caprio and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Inner Blood Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#a0cdff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stripper Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e1ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/dancer.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/stat?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176&amp;amp;type=3&amp;subid=0&amp;amp;tmpid=1826&amp;RD_PARM1=http%253A%252F%252Fphobos.apple.com%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253FselectedItemId%253D645500%2526playListId%253D645509%2526s%253D143441%26partnerId%3D30"&gt;Master and Servant&lt;/a&gt; by Depeche Mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There�s a new game&lt;br /&gt;We like to play you see&lt;br /&gt;A game with added reality&lt;br /&gt;You treat me like a dog&lt;br /&gt;Get me down on my knees"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn, dancing is so boring without a little spice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/"&gt;What Song Should You Strip To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good sense of self control and hate to show weakness.&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Some of your past dreams have disappointed you, but you don't let it get you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/"&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Element Is Metal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/metal.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you inspire and respect your partner.&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about fusing together for one incredible life experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attract others with wit and a bit of flash.&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style is defined by making others want and value you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatness and optimism are the cornerstones of your love life.&lt;br /&gt;You may let go too easily, but you never get weighed down by your past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You connect best with: Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid: Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and another Metal element: will control and smother each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/"&gt;What Element Is Your Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number is 11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/path.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your purpose in life is to inspire others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your amazing energy draws people to you, and you give them great insight in return.&lt;br /&gt;You hold a great amount of power over others, without even trying.&lt;br /&gt;You have the makings of an inventor, artist, religious leader, or prophet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are sensitive and passionate. You connect with your partner on a very deep level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have great abilities, but you are often way too critical of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You don't fit in - and instead of celebrating your differences, you dwell on them.&lt;br /&gt;You have high expectations of yourself. But sometimes you set them too high and don't achieve anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dating Purity Score: 90%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/datingpuritytest/innocent-dater.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an innocent dater.&lt;br /&gt;You're either lacking in dating experience or have had a long serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, there's still plenty of fish in the sea out there for you to sample!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/datingpuritytest/"&gt;Dating Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#f8e8ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Underwear Says About You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fcf3ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/theunderwearoracle/underwear.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to buy new underwear instead of doing laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're comfortable in your own skin - and don't care to impress anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theunderwearoracle/"&gt;The Underwear Oracle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First of all, I do not tend to buy new underwear. Secondly, the second part is true... :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#d3cdda;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Abnormal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e4e1e8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howabnormalareyouquiz/weird.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at medium risk for being a psychopath. It is somewhat likely that you have no soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at medium risk for having a borderline personality. It is somewhat likely that you are a chaotic mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at medium risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is somewhat likely that you are in love with your own reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at medium risk for having a social phobia. It is somewhat likely that you feel most comfortable in your mom's basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at low risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is unlikely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howabnormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Abnormal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#f88b8b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 30% Boyish and 70% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're not a girl, you're very feminine.&lt;br /&gt;You're in touch with your feelings, and your heart rules you.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a emotional roller coaster, one moment you're up and the next you're down.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, you try to be as cute and perky as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#dedede;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Face Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f4f4f4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/face.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, people see you as warm and well-balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your true self is passive and thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends, you seem logical, detached, and a bit manipulative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you seem mysterious and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In stressful situations, you seem cheerful and optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/"&gt;What Do People Think Of Your Face?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#c0e3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be A Pisces&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ddf0f9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/pisces.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's good about you: carefree and compassionate, you are truly light hearted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's bad about you: when things get bad, you tend to retreat and not let others in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love: you're a true romantic - it's flowers, bubble baths, and candles all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you're: eager to lend a sympathetic ear and likely to develop a deep connection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal job: bartender, magician, or secret agent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sense of fashion: simple clothes that don't distract from your personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to pig out on: seafood - from fish sticks to salmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Sign Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-113877779843304987?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113877779843304987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=113877779843304987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113877779843304987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113877779843304987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2006/02/quizziez-again.html' title='quizziez again! :)'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113861135238721535</id><published>2006-01-30T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T16:55:52.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fanfiction quote # n</title><content type='html'>i missed posting quotes from fanfics...here's a new one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanted you to be happy. It’s not always about yourself. Sometimes, we have to sacrifice our own happiness to make the person we most love happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/863836/" target="_blank"&gt;BeastBoyandKingdomHeartsLover's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;Teen Titans Fanfiction&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;The Wedding&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2692610/1/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2692610/1/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-113861135238721535?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113861135238721535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113861032268843563</id><published>2006-01-30T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T16:38:42.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post after so long...tine's debut and then some</title><content type='html'>last saturday, we celebrated &lt;b&gt;tine's 18th birthday&lt;/b&gt; at her house. we had this small debut-like party with the yfc people. i had lots of fun considering i'm not close to most of the yfc's present. well, maybe that's because i spent most of the time videotaping the whole event and helping edward throughout the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, getting off track here. hm...what happened at the party? well, there were presentations from the yfc's and from christelle and darianne. kuya darren and ate rina were hilarious but their presentation was really good. :) the presentation i really loved was &lt;b&gt;tine's singing while chad played the guitar&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;aw...&lt;/i&gt; i really do think they look good together. i mean, chad's sweet and all and tine looked absolutely happy. &lt;i&gt;i'm happy for tine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, edward showed all of us the video presentation he was working on for tine. it was a video of people he interviewed (namely, those who were at the party) and who each gave their birthday greetings to tine. and also, as edward's gift to tine, we released &lt;b&gt;16 live butterflies&lt;/b&gt; (it was meant to be 18 but sadly, 2 died) in their garden. tine was so touched, she cried. go edward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though it seems everything went well, &lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt; was able to ruin the party yet again. &lt;b&gt;apple&lt;/b&gt;, once again, ruins a perfectly happy party by attention-grabbing. how? she cried. and not only that. she cried because of such unreasonable...well, reasons! first she says that she was crying because her &lt;i&gt;nonexistent&lt;/i&gt; heart condition decided to act up again. so, she cried because she was in pain and couldn't move. of course, we called up her house so someone could pick her up and when her yaya came, she told her yaya that she didn't want to go home yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she tells everyone that the reasons she's crying was because the &lt;b&gt;butterflies were her idea and that edward stole it from her&lt;/b&gt;. uh? can't see that happening. why? because edward and apple rarely talk to each other. and i doubt edward would steal an idea like that from her. i know edward and edward doesn't steal ideas like that. and i was with edward the time when we deliberated on the idea of buying 18 live butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another reason for why she was crying was because she said that she was jealous of me and chad, that we were close to tine. i don't get why she has to use that excuse. i mean, she was the one who kept distancing herself from tine that night. was she expecting tine to chase after her? i don't think so! if she forgot, they aren't friends anymore. she should be happy tine isn't spilling &lt;b&gt;the secret&lt;/b&gt; to everyone at the party. i mean, if i hadn't guessed what the secret was, i wouldn't even know what the secret is. and tine and i weren't that close during the party because i isolated myself to videotape the party. as for going jelly over chad, can't she be happy for tine? i mean, it's obvious tine is happy with chad, why can't she? as a &lt;i&gt;former&lt;/i&gt; bestfriend, shouldn't she be happy for tine? even chad's ex-girlfriend is happy and supportive of tine and chad's relationship. why can't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tine was fuming after she left. as in, she was cussing wile we were talking on the phone. i don't think there's any hope of apple being our friend ever again. not after last night. if you ask me, if i was tine, that would be the last straw. and i'm pretty sure it is. i mean, tine said that night that if she was crying for something so pathetic and stupid, she'd never talk to her again, and i think her reasons for crying falls under those categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt; anyways! yesterday, we went to the &lt;b&gt;world trade center&lt;/b&gt; for a couples for christ meeting. what was really weird was when we (my siblings and i) were sitting on top of the stairs in the world trade center, two guys kept staring at me. it was freaky! i mean, hello! is there something on my face or is something wrong with my clothes? and every time i'd look their way and i'd catch their gaze, they'd smile at me. uh...why? the weirdest thing that happened was when i looked at them and i caught them taking a pic of me using their camera phone. ah!!! stalker much?! seriously, i was seriously creeped out. good thing they left after a while or else i would've melted out of embarrassment right then and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;this is out of the blue&lt;/b&gt;. last saturday, on the way home from school, i suddenly thought of &lt;b&gt;mystery&lt;/b&gt;. i mean, i usually think of mystery because i still don't know who he is, but i spent the whole trip on my way home thinking of him. most of the time he's just part of the random thoughts in my head but thinking about something for that long means that something is up. but what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i got to go. laterz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-113861032268843563?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113861032268843563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113532452535231580</id><published>2005-12-23T15:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T16:12:27.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Songs</title><content type='html'>Here are lyrics (courtesy of &lt;a href="http://azlyrics.com/" target="_blank"&gt;AZLyrics&lt;/a&gt;) to three of my favorite &lt;b&gt;N Sync&lt;/b&gt; Christmas songs. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Only Gift&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was making my list&lt;br /&gt;I was checking it twice&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of this&lt;br /&gt;I got tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For in my foolish heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There was one simple truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The only gift I wanted was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trimming the tree&lt;br /&gt;I was stringing the lights&lt;br /&gt;While the radio played "Silent Night"&lt;br /&gt;There were present you sent&lt;br /&gt;Though there were quite a few&lt;br /&gt;The only gift I wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You need to be home with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone with me&lt;br /&gt;Holding me next to the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;Kissing under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;As candles blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please come home soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's not the same without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the bittersweet night&lt;br /&gt;Had come to an end&lt;br /&gt;I was saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;To our family and friends&lt;br /&gt;And they all wished me well&lt;br /&gt;And I knew that I knew&lt;br /&gt;The only gift I wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to be home with me&lt;br /&gt;Alone with me&lt;br /&gt;Holding me next to the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;Kissing under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;As candles blow&lt;br /&gt;Please come home soon&lt;br /&gt;It's not the same without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deck the halls with boughs of holly&lt;br /&gt;(la la la la la la...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only gift I wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;You need to be home with me&lt;br /&gt;Alone with me&lt;br /&gt;Holding me next to the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;Kissing under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;As candles blow&lt;br /&gt;Please come home soon&lt;br /&gt;It's not the same without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was making my list&lt;br /&gt;I was checking it twice&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of this&lt;br /&gt;I got tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For in my wishful heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There was one simple truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The only gift I wanted was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;All I Want Is You This Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowy Night&lt;br /&gt;Where it's warm here by the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here with you (here with you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have all that I desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long year&lt;br /&gt;But somehow we got by&lt;br /&gt;Now it's Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;And love is on our side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't need a hundred gifts beneath the tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't you know the best thing you could give to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothin' else will do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I want is you this Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children sing (children sing)&lt;br /&gt;Christmas carols at our door&lt;br /&gt;Spreading joy, (spreading joy)&lt;br /&gt;That's what Christmas time is for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though we don't have much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've got me and I've got you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And with a little faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miracles come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need a hundred gifts beneath the tree&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know the best thing you could give to me&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' else will do,&lt;br /&gt;All I want is you this Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't want the love any other girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want only thing in this whole wide world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing else will do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I want is you this Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheek to cheek&lt;br /&gt;The lights are low&lt;br /&gt;A kiss beneath the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;Your face lit by the fire's glow That's all I want tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need a hundred gifts beneath the tree&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know the best thing you could give to me&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' else will do,&lt;br /&gt;All I want is you this Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else will do&lt;br /&gt;All I want is you this Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Don't Wanna Spend One More Christmas Without You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of year, that we learn to give&lt;br /&gt;And the greatest gift is learning to forgive&lt;br /&gt;We will have the best that time we ever knew&lt;br /&gt;If you forgive me and I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't want to light a fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unless it will warm your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm playin no holiday songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need you to sing your part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And baby if I could have just one wish come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't wanna spend one more Christmas without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;We're staring at the end&lt;br /&gt;When all we think about is starting up again&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we lost, when we were apart&lt;br /&gt;We'll find it all alone in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna light a fire&lt;br /&gt;Unless it will warm your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm playin no holiday songs&lt;br /&gt;I need you to sing your part&lt;br /&gt;And baby if I could have just one wish come true&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spend one more Christmas without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's nothing more that I want from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then to lie here together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And stay here forever with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's no one I ever knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I wanted to spend Christmas with, more than you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to light a fire&lt;br /&gt;Unless it will warm your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm playin no holiday songs&lt;br /&gt;I need you to sing your part&lt;br /&gt;And baby if I could have just one wish come true&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spend one more Christmas without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to light a fire&lt;br /&gt;Unless it will warm your heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm playin no holiday songs&lt;br /&gt;I need you to sing your part&lt;br /&gt;And baby if I could have just one wish come true&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spend one more Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spend one more Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna spend one more Christmas without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/b&gt; to you all! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DaaL-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-113532452535231580?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113532452535231580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=113532452535231580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113532452535231580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113532452535231580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-songs_23.html' title='Christmas Songs'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113395496646100701</id><published>2005-12-07T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T19:32:36.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whatever Life</title><content type='html'>Here's the lyrics of one of my favorite songs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;~A Whatever Life~&lt;br /&gt;by: Haylie Duff&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in the Suburbs OST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I hear you say, whatever?&lt;br /&gt;Turn and walk away, forever?&lt;br /&gt;Was it my mistake,or did we just get too close?&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again I think you better learn to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live, for the sake of livin'.&lt;br /&gt;Love, til' your heart is breakin'.&lt;br /&gt;Give your all and don't hold back.&lt;br /&gt;Tell the truth and don't forget to,&lt;br /&gt;Laugh til' your body's acken.&lt;br /&gt;Cry til' your hands are shakin'.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go,whatever you do,&lt;br /&gt;Don't live, a whatever life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet ya think it's cool, to never,&lt;br /&gt;Care about the things, that matter.&lt;br /&gt;Was it just a dream, or did we feel something real?&lt;br /&gt;You'll be all alone, until you finally start to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live, for the sake of livin'.&lt;br /&gt;Love, til' your heart is breakin'.&lt;br /&gt;Give your all and don't hold back.&lt;br /&gt;Tell the truth and don't forget to,&lt;br /&gt;Laugh til' your body's acken.&lt;br /&gt;Cry til' your hands are shakin'.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go,whatever you do,&lt;br /&gt;Don't live, a whatever life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all done, waiting.&lt;br /&gt;I'm movin' on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to be strong,&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live, for the sake of livin'.&lt;br /&gt;Love, til' your heart is breakin'.&lt;br /&gt;Give your all and don't hold back.&lt;br /&gt;Tell the truth and don't forget to,&lt;br /&gt;Laugh til' your body's acken.&lt;br /&gt;Cry til' your hands are shakin'.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go,whatever you do,&lt;br /&gt;Don't live, a whatever life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live, for the sake of livin'.&lt;br /&gt;Love, til' your heart is breakin'. (a Whatever life)&lt;br /&gt;Give your all and don't hold back.&lt;br /&gt;Tell the truth and don't forget to,&lt;br /&gt;Laugh til' your body's acken.&lt;br /&gt;Cry til' your hands are shakin'. ( A whatever li-e-ife)&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go,whatever you do,&lt;br /&gt;Don't live, a whatever life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live, for the sake of livin'.&lt;br /&gt;Love, til' your heart is breakin'. (a Whatever life)&lt;br /&gt;Give your all and don't hold back.&lt;br /&gt;(Fades out)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-113395496646100701?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113395496646100701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=113395496646100701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113395496646100701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113395496646100701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/12/whatever-life.html' title='A Whatever Life'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113395154945505296</id><published>2005-12-07T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T18:32:29.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taipei</title><content type='html'>Hey! After a week long wait, here's my Taipei entry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Start Trip~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 26, 2005, Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So, we woke up at around four in the morning because we had to get to the airport at around 5:30 because our flight was at 7:30. We had no breakfast so by the time we got to the airport, I was ravenous. But, we didn't get to eat until after we got on the plane. We took quite some time to check-in because there was a long line and the security was quite strict. Anyways, as everyone knows, airplane food sucks (if you don't, then I'm telling you now) so I only ate the bread and spread butter on it. Then, I started to sleep because we still had 45 minutes left before we got to Taipei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, we got out quite fast. There were these sort of annoying people because they were like kids who just got to a new place and wanted to run around and all that. Anyways...we then rode this bus that was supplied (hired as our private vehicle) by the trip's...um...organizer? So, yeah. It was big, coster size and there were only 10 people (driver included) in it. Cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we went to a mall called &lt;i&gt;Breeze Center&lt;/i&gt;. Note: All malls there are top class. When you say mall, it means it's a high caliber mall, like Podium. Going back. We visited this store called &lt;i&gt;Build-a-Bear Workshop&lt;/i&gt; and it's like the local Dress-a-Bear, except it's &lt;i&gt;WAAAAAY better&lt;/i&gt; than that.Not only do you get to dress the bear, but you get to stuff it, put a voice, and buy underwear, shorts, skirts, pants, shirts, blouses, jackets, bags, shoes, and all kinds of accessories for your bear. After that, we ate at this restaurant whose name I don't know. :P I couldn't read the name... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to the &lt;i&gt;National Museum&lt;/i&gt; and it was pretty cool. I found the displays quite intriguing. I especially loved the &lt;i&gt;Seals of the Emperors&lt;/i&gt; and the &lt;i&gt;Calligraphy&lt;/i&gt; displays. There was also this display where there were all kinds of &lt;i&gt;Buddha&lt;/i&gt; figurines / statues and others of the sort  (ex. boddhisatvas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to &lt;i&gt;ISIS (I swear I'm suprised)&lt;/i&gt;, a five-star motel (didn't know there were ratings for motels) which was owned by Ate Ming's former boss. It was relly cool because each room had a different theme. Example, there was this room that was Moulin Rouge-ish, and a room that was Star Wars-ish. There was also a room that was Little Mermaid inspired, and a Chanel (the fashion brand) inspired room. I think it was a really awesome idea to change the theme of the roms for a ore intimate and romantic getaway. But not only are the themes cool, but each room has either a big plasma TV, or a projector like TV. And the have really big beds (I'm guessing they were king sized beds) and an awfully large bathtub / jacuzzi in each room. Isn't it awesome?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 27, 2005, Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to church and met with our "tour guides", &lt;i&gt;Sir-Kuya Tony&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Sir-Kuya Bob&lt;/i&gt; at the &lt;i&gt;Chiang-Kai Shek&lt;/i&gt; memorial. It was a memorial, as the name implies. It had a display on Chiang-Kai Shek and a huge statue of Chiank-Kai Shek sitting. After tht, we went to Lung-Shan Temple and paid our respects to their gods (Buddha and all his "saints"). Then we rode the &lt;i&gt;MRT&lt;/i&gt; to the &lt;i&gt;Sun Yat Sen Memorial&lt;/i&gt;. It was like Chiank-Kai Shek's except it was for Sun Yat Sen and not Chiang-Kai Shek :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to &lt;i&gt;Taipei 101&lt;/i&gt;, the tallest building in the world. Not only are they the tallest building in the world, but they also possess the fastest elevator in the world. The elevator goes up to 1010 m/s (or is it 1010 m/min?) and it takes only 37 seconds to get from the 5th floor to the 89th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to a Night Market (Night Markets are popular and Taipei is quite populated with them) where we ate &lt;i&gt;stinky tofu&lt;/i&gt;. And did it stink! I sort of never want to it eat it ever again, even if I love tofu. Anyways, the products being sold there weren't very cheap, but it could do. Also, they don't have much shops where they sell &lt;i&gt;souvenirs&lt;/i&gt; or anything of the sort. Kind of sucks actually... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 28, 2005, Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;i&gt;Leofoo Village&lt;/i&gt;, which is an amusement park. It's a cross between Star City and Enchanted Kingdom because some rides were like the rides in Star City (but Star City's rides were better than those rides) and some rides were like rides in Enchanted Kingdom (but some Leofoo's rides, like their Rio Grande equivalent, was better than the one in EK). It was fun and I was soaking wet after that day. The ride &lt;i&gt;Raging Rapids&lt;/i&gt;, which is like EK's Rio Grande, was uber fun! And since there were no rides, we rode it two times. So, after that, we were all WET to the bones. We also rode &lt;i&gt;Deep Sea Adventure&lt;/i&gt;, which is like Octopus, yet better, and it was sooooooo fun. Darianne, my sister, absoluetely loved it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking in at a new hotel, we ate at &lt;i&gt;Sushi Express&lt;/i&gt; which is this sushi house which serves it's food on revolving platforms (like the ones you see in cartoons in a bakery where there's this route the food follow so they'll be cooked automatically without workers doing anything). Anyway, whatever it's called, you just take what you want but you can't put it back because once you eat it of take a sniff or do anything that would contminate the food, it's considered bought. And all the food costs the same. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 29, 2005, Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last day! We went to &lt;i&gt;Window on China&lt;/i&gt; which is sort of this miniature world theme park. They have these cool miniature displays (which you can't really count as a display because you walk through the display like you're actually going around the world) of the whole world! Well, not the whole world, but pretty much all of it. They had China, where you could see the Great Wall of China, and they had America, where you could see Mount Rushmore. They also had Europe, where you could see the Acropolis (Athens, Greece), and they had Taiwan and Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, we went to the airport. But we were early so we were treated to Burger King first. The Burger King there is elf-service. It was mondo cool. :) Anyways, after eating, we checked in and then we looked round the inside of the airport. We looked round the Duty Free, where they had free internet connection, and we looked at a bookstore. :) After that, we rode our plane and then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~End Trip~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there it is. :) A short account of our Taipei trip. :) Well, I got to go, so I'll see you all laterz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-113395154945505296?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113395154945505296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=113395154945505296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113395154945505296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113395154945505296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/12/taipei.html' title='Taipei'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113386466049801388</id><published>2005-12-06T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T18:38:54.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzies</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/8.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;People may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused.&lt;br /&gt;But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed with your imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;All American Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 250, 250);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/all-american.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Popular but not plastic. Athletic but not a jock. Smart but not a brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You were well rounded and well liked in high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/"&gt;Who Were You In High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why do I feel like this isn't true?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You Have a Phlegmatic Temperament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/phlegmatic.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mild mannered and laid back, you take life at a slow pace.&lt;br /&gt;You are very consistent - both in emotions and actions.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to absorb set backs easily. You are cool and collected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to offend you. You can remain composed and unemotional.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great friend and lover. You don't demand much of others.&lt;br /&gt;While you are quiet, you have a subtle wit that your friends know well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are lazy and unwilling to work at anything.&lt;br /&gt;You often get stuck in a rut, without aspirations or dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You can get too dependent on others, setting yourself up for abandonment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's a temperament? :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Birth Month is January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 250, 250);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthmonthmeanquiz/snowdrop.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You are a natural leader who is able to stand up when no one else can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Strong and powerful, you tend to overshadow those around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your soul reflects: deep love, fascination with life, and a distinctive persona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your gemstone: Garnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your flower: Snowdrop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your colors: Black, dark red, and dark blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthmonthmeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Month Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I didn't know this...and to think I've been researching witchcraft since I was in second year high school...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Your Seduction Style: Au Natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 250, 250);"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/au-natural.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*raise eyebrow* Wait...I can't do that...Raise my eyebrow, I mean... :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Your Career Type: Investigative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/investigative.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are precise, scientific, and intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in understanding and solving math and science problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Architect - Biologist - Chemist&lt;br /&gt;Dentist - Electrical Technician - Mathematician&lt;br /&gt;Medical Technician - Meteorologist - Pharmacist&lt;br /&gt;Physician - Surveyor - Veterinarian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are enterprising careers, like lawyer or real estate agent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think I'm a scientist at heart. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Should Learn Japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d7d6de"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/japanese.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're cutting edge, and you are ready to delve into wacky Japanese culture.&lt;br /&gt;From Engrish to eating contests, you're born to be a crazy gaijin. Saiko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/"&gt;What Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh yeah!!! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You are a Believer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/believer.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe in God and your chosen religion.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're Christian, Muslim, Jewish, or Hindu..&lt;br /&gt;Your convictions are strong and unwavering.&lt;br /&gt;You think your religion is the one true way, for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/"&gt;What's Your Religious Philosophy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;True...true... :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You Should Get a MFA (Masters of Fine Arts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f0ffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/mfa.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a blooming artistic talent, even if you aren't quite convinced.&lt;br /&gt;You'd make an incredible artist, photographer, or film maker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/"&gt;What Advanced Degree Should You Get?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ooooo!!!! I like!!!! :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/brown.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/"&gt;What Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But my eyes are already brown...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Your Daddy Is Darth Vader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/daddy12.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Call Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Pops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why You Love Him:&lt;/strong&gt; He knows best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/"&gt;Who's Your Daddy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Ok...So now, I just need to wait for my dad to tell me, &lt;i&gt;Daal, I am your father&lt;/i&gt;... :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Your World View&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;td bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You are a fairly broadminded romantic and reasonably content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You value kindness and try to live by your ideals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You have strong need for security, which may be either emotional or material.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You respect truth and are flexible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You like people, and they can readily make friends with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You are not very adventurous, but this does not bother you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourworldviewquiz/"&gt;What Is Your World View?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is quite true... :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! That's quite a lot of quizzies... :) Well, got to go. I sitll haven't finished fixing my Taipei entry. Laterz! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-113386466049801388?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113386466049801388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=113386466049801388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113386466049801388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113386466049801388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/12/quizzies.html' title='quizzies'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113386372064392607</id><published>2005-12-06T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T18:10:06.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote from a fanfic</title><content type='html'>"Sometimes my friend, we must take these risks, it may not be something that will be easy, it could be hard, but you must leap Raven leap, knowing that he, could save you and make you fly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing more needed to be said. Nothing more need to be done. Sometimes you find love in the oddest places. Love itself, my friends, it's a splendid thing, that even those who seem incapable of getting it, find it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/770707/" target="_blank"&gt;BirdWithoutWings's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;Teen Titans Fanfiction&lt;/i&gt; entitled &lt;b&gt;A Song to You&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2551422/1/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2551422/1/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-113386372064392607?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113386372064392607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=113386372064392607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113386372064392607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113386372064392607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/12/quote-from-fanfic.html' title='quote from a fanfic'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113334763641482983</id><published>2005-11-30T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T18:49:31.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote...from a fanfic</title><content type='html'>"And this is the God's truth: I want him to have what he wants; even if it means you instead of me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;b&gt;The Gods Truth&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2680453/1/"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2680453/1/&lt;/a&gt;) by &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/u/884477/"&gt;Tprinces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-113334763641482983?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113334763641482983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=113334763641482983' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113334763641482983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113334763641482983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/11/quotefrom-fanfic_30.html' title='quote...from a fanfic'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113231400458509521</id><published>2005-11-18T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T19:45:44.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;07:00 - 09:00 ~ CMSC 127 Lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10:00 - 01:00 ~ CMSC 127 Lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;01:00 - 02:30 ~ Comm II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;03:00 - 04:00 ~ CMSC 131 Lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;08:30 - 10:00 ~ Physics 51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10:00 - 01:00 ~ CMSC 131 Lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;07:00 - 10:00 ~ Math 120&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;07:00 - 09:00 ~ CMSC 127 Lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;01:00 - 02:30 ~ Comm II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;03:00 - 04:00 ~ CMSC 131 Lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;08:30 - 10:00 ~ Physics 51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;07:00 - 10:00 ~ STS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;01:00 - 04:00 ~ CMSC 124 Lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;04:30 - 06:30 ~ CMSC 124 Lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is my new schedule. It's been changed because I failed CMSC 127 and CMSC 131 because I slacked last semester. But, I promise I'll try to change and not slack at all this semester. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will pass all of my subjects.&lt;/span&gt; And I'll try to get a grade not lower than 2.5. I know it's a big dream, but I will try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is all for this entry. God bless! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&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/5742904-113231400458509521?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113231400458509521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=113231400458509521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113231400458509521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113231400458509521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-new-schedule.html' title='My New Schedule'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113160430197782484</id><published>2005-11-10T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:31:41.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;***45 days until Christmas***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been taking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;driving lessons&lt;/span&gt; for the past few and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so far, I haven't destroyed anything&lt;/span&gt;. And that really makes me happy because I'm still nervous about driving and yet I'm driving so gooooood....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm nervous you ask? Well, it's because I'm thinking that I might cause an accident and then my parents will kill me and then in the accident someone will die then when I die I'll go to hell because I accidentally killed someone which in turn caused a chain reaction of accidents which more people so I didn't only kill one but so many...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or maybe I'm just scared of wrecking our car...&lt;/span&gt; :P &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Either way, I'm scared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also if you've noticed my links bar, there's a new link. It's a link to my &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;deviantArt&lt;/a&gt;. You can also post stories and poetry and photographs and things for the phone and lots of other things... :) It's actually quite nice there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Coriel&lt;/span&gt; also has a deviantArt page (&lt;a href="http://shahdee13.deviantart.com"&gt;http://shahdee13.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;). She has a few but awesome pieces of art there. You should go and visit her. And don't forget to leave a comment! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zenki&lt;/span&gt; yesterday on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hero Channel&lt;/span&gt;. I know I don't like dubbed anime but this is an exception. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Zenki!&lt;/span&gt; And anyways, I've no complains because I haven't really watched Zenki in Jap before so I've no problem with the voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, is all for today. I was just updating. :) And I still want to draw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raven&lt;/span&gt; from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teen Titans&lt;/span&gt;. So, yeah. Laterz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daal-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;***6 days until the Harry Potter Goblet of Fire Movie Premiere***&lt;/span&gt;&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/5742904-113160430197782484?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113160430197782484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=113160430197782484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113160430197782484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113160430197782484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/11/updating.html' title='updating'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113098771441380065</id><published>2005-11-03T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T11:13:46.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/Riptide/1068089465_SeanRaven2.jpg" alt="Raven" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most like Raven. Quiet and usually soft spoken, you don't like crowds and can be slightly gothic. You try to repress your emotions for one reason or another but one of your most powerful emotions is your anger. Your temper sometimes gets the best of you and when that happens those in your way would wish they weren't. You seem somewhat creepy to others and you earn a few odd stares but who cares? You aren't an outdoors person and avoid venturing outside when you can. You are generally the smart one and maybe not by trying to, the most cynical and sarcastic of the bunch which can be good or bad. You don't like anyone invading your privacy and you don't seem to be all that social. But for what it's worth you can be quite handy in a tough situation. You are drawn to the darkness or night most of the time. You appear mysterious and/or potentially dangerous at times and not everyone trusts you right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Riptide/quizzes/Which%20Teen%20Titans%20Character%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; Which Teen Titans Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-113098771441380065?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113098771441380065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=113098771441380065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113098771441380065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113098771441380065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/11/quiz.html' title='quiz!!!'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-113041409037069920</id><published>2005-10-27T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:00:19.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Up Your Mind Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Open Up Your Mind&lt;br /&gt;Gensoumaden Saiyuki OST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moshimo ima subete ga umaku nante ikanai&lt;br /&gt;makesou ni naru toki datte&lt;br /&gt;hitomi wo tojireba kokoro kara&lt;br /&gt;sekai ga miete kuru&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;Even when it seems that nothing can go right&lt;br /&gt;  and you want to just give up,&lt;br /&gt;  if you close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;  you can see the world from your heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world when life can be so tough&lt;br /&gt;You must be strong&lt;br /&gt;Just believe in yourself and don't you fear&lt;br /&gt;So open up your mind and close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Take another look from the other side&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;In this world when life can be so tough&lt;br /&gt;  You must be strong&lt;br /&gt;  Just believe in yourself and don't you fear&lt;br /&gt;  So open up your mind and close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;  Take another look from the other side&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kodoku na yoru demo mayoi osoreru toki mo&lt;br /&gt;ima wa hitori demo kono ashi de doko made mo&lt;br /&gt;aruite ikeru hazu dakara&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;Even on a lonely night, when you wander afraid,&lt;br /&gt;  you may be alone now, but&lt;br /&gt;  your feet can take you however far you want to go, so&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on tight hitomi tojita nara&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yoursel kagayaki ga aru kara&lt;br /&gt;Yes, subete shinjite hoshii&lt;br /&gt;You can take another look from the other side&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;Just hold on tight, because if you close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;  look inside yourself, there's a shining light there.&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, I want you to believe in everything.&lt;br /&gt;  You can take another look from the other side&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on tight kokoro kujikete mo&lt;br /&gt;Reach into your soul ashita ga mienakute mo&lt;br /&gt;Yes, ikiru tsuyosa ga areba&lt;br /&gt;You can take another look from the other side&lt;br /&gt;ai no subete ni deau made...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;Just hold on tight, even if your heart is breaking.&lt;br /&gt;  Reach into your soul, even if you can't see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, if you have the strength to live,&lt;br /&gt;  You can take another look from the other side,&lt;br /&gt;  until you find all that is love...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kono sekai de ikinuite-iku tame no tsuyosa wo&lt;br /&gt;anata ni negatte-iru kara&lt;br /&gt;kokoro no tobira wo hiraitara&lt;br /&gt;nanika ga miete kuru&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;I wish for you to have the strength&lt;br /&gt;  to make it through this world,&lt;br /&gt;  so open up your mind,&lt;br /&gt;  and you'll be able to see...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;So don't you fear&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're miles away&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;So open up your mind and close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you no matter where you are&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;Just remember you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;  So don't you fear&lt;br /&gt;  Even though you're miles away&lt;br /&gt;  I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;  So open up your mind and close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;  I'll be there for you no matter where you are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoshi no inochi nara nagai kedo itsu made mo&lt;br /&gt;onaji kono hibi ga kurikaesu wake ja nai&lt;br /&gt;ashita wa dare ni mo mienai&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;The stars may live for a long time, but that doesn't mean&lt;br /&gt;  that the same days will repeat over and over forever.&lt;br /&gt;  Noone can see into tomorrow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on tight hitomi tojita nara&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself kodou kanjiru kara&lt;br /&gt;Yes, "MIRAI" shinjite hoshii&lt;br /&gt;You can take another look from the other side&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;Just hold on tight, because if you close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;  look inside yourself, you'll feel a heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, I want you to believe in the future.&lt;br /&gt;  You can take another look from the other side.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on tight kokoro kujikete mo&lt;br /&gt;Reach into your soul ashita ga mienakute mo&lt;br /&gt;Yes, chigau sekai ga atte&lt;br /&gt;You can take another look from the other side&lt;br /&gt;ai no subete ni deaeru yo...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;Just hold on tight, even if your heart is breaking.&lt;br /&gt;  Reach into your soul, even if you can't see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, there's another world out there.&lt;br /&gt;  You can take another look from the other side,&lt;br /&gt;  and you'll be able to find all that is love...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on tight hitomi tojita nara&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself kodou kanjiru kara&lt;br /&gt;Yes, "MIRAI" shinjite hoshii&lt;br /&gt;You can take another look from the other side&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;Just hold on tight, because if you close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;  look inside yourself, you'll feel a heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, I want you to believe in the "future."&lt;br /&gt;  You can take another look from the other side&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on tight kokoro kujikete mo&lt;br /&gt;Reach into your soul ashita ga mienakute mo&lt;br /&gt;Yes, chigau sekai ga atte&lt;br /&gt;You can take another look from the other side&lt;br /&gt;ai no subete ni deau made...&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;i&gt;Just hold on tight, even if your heart is breaking.&lt;br /&gt;  Reach into your soul, even if you can't see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, there's another world out there.&lt;br /&gt;  You can take another look from the other side,&lt;br /&gt;  until you find all that is love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...just wanted to post that... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-113041409037069920?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/113041409037069920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=113041409037069920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113041409037069920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/113041409037069920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/10/open-up-your-mind-lyrics.html' title='Open Up Your Mind Lyrics'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-112910691390092871</id><published>2005-10-12T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T20:39:30.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from a fanfic</title><content type='html'>"But I have. No changing the past, right?" Rachel quoted a favorite saying of her mother's. A girl of four, no matter how grown up, couldn't understand the bittersweet emotions behind the words Arella said so frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arella nodded. "Right. Who you were is past and can only be accepted, who you are is present and can be defined, and who you will be- that's the most important. The person you will be can be changed, starting in the present. Now, enough serious talks. How about we stop for ice cream before we go home?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/%7ECalliopeMused"&gt;CalliopeMused&lt;/a&gt; from Chapter 11 of her story, Dance of the Skeletons (&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2583304/11/"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2583304/11/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-112910691390092871?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/112910691390092871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=112910691390092871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112910691390092871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112910691390092871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/10/from-fanfic.html' title='from a fanfic'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-112841110080013391</id><published>2005-10-04T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T15:36:56.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleach quizzes</title><content type='html'>Some quiz results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bleachportal.net/?id="interactive/pquiz/index""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bleachportal.net/interactive/pquiz/images/qjtynzspw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take The quiz yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/view.php?action=retrieve&amp;id=109"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://guru.theotaku.com/results/109_Orihime.jpg" alt="Quiz Result Provided By: theOtaku.com." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/view.php?action=retrieve&amp;amp;id=109"&gt;What Bleach Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosted by theOtaku.com: &lt;a href="http://www.theotaku.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Done right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DaaL-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-112841110080013391?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/112841110080013391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=112841110080013391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112841110080013391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112841110080013391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/10/bleach-quizzes.html' title='bleach quizzes'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-112817535191694314</id><published>2005-10-01T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T22:02:32.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no body's perfect</title><content type='html'>My sister, Darianne, bought a book from their Book Fair entitled &lt;b&gt;No Body's Perfect Journal&lt;/b&gt; by Kimberly Kirberger. I'm just starting to read it but it's more of a self-descovery journal than a book. It focuses on trying to help us feel good about ourselves, without compromising our identities. &lt;i&gt;Just what I really need.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some excerpts from the introduction of the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]The more I got to know myself, the more comfortable I felt being myself. I saw right away that when I relaxed and allowed myself to just &lt;b&gt;be&lt;/b&gt;, everything felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important goal you can set for yourself is to get to know yourself as you really are[...]Be relentless in your efforts to find the voice that is yours, and to discover who you are inside. Pay attention to what your personality is like, what you enjoy doing, and what makes you tick[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]Journaling is a proven technique for developing higher self-esteem and for answering that oh-so-important question: &lt;b&gt;Who am I?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you begin to find out more about who you are, it gets easier to recognize your true feelings and values. Healthier self-esteem naturally follows[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]but I think now about how different {my teen years} could've been if I had loved myself more and worried less about what others thought[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. When I saw the title of this book, I knew I had to read it. When I read the introduction, I was determined to not only read it, but finish it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got to go. I've got some answering to do. I'll probably be posting some of my answers to some of the questions of the book here. See you later. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DaaL-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-112817535191694314?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/112817535191694314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=112817535191694314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112817535191694314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112817535191694314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-bodys-perfect.html' title='no body&apos;s perfect'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-112808955630609873</id><published>2005-09-30T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T22:12:36.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some rantings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just pre-enlisted for my subjects for next semester yesterday. The one think I can tell you is that I do not like my schedule for the next semester. I know it's still tentative and all but I really don't like it. Here's what I have so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1430-1730 - cs128 lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;700-830 - stat122 lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;900-1000 - stat122 lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1030-1130 - stat130 lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1130-1300 - cs132&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1400-1600 - cs125 lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1330-1530 - cs128 lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1430-1730 - stat130 lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;700-830 - stat122 lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;900-1000 - stat122 lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1030-1130 - stat130 lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1130-1300 - cs132&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;700-1000 - cs125 lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1300-1600 - cs124 lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1630-1830 - cs124 lec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasons why this schedule sucks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I only have one class every Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Not only do I have one class on those days, those classes only last 2-3 hours.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Not only do they last for only 2-3 hours, it's held in the afternoon, until 17:30. From 17:00 to 18:00, the LRT is full so I'll have to wait for 18:30 to come around before I leave school.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;My Saturdays are now jam-packed.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I don't have an official rest day. Sundays are not included as rest days.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? My schedule really sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this weird problem from &lt;a href="http://narutofever.com"&gt;NarutoFever.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's pretty hard because I'm not sure of what I'm supposed to do. I'll post it here so you guys can try your hand at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Challenge #05 - Training at the Academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iruka devised a way to train the ninja academy students in the art of mass combat. These mock battles are divided into 2 rounds. Round A and Round B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Round A : The students are allowed to fight against anyone and as many opponents they choose. (i.e. 1 nin can go against 5, or 3 can go against 7) However, the nins cannot change opponents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Round B : The students must not spar with the opponents encounted in the previous round and must spar with all those they didn't fight in the first round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is to ensure that the weakest student will have a chance to fight the strongest of the lot and that the ninja-wannabes will be trained in fighting as a part of a group or against many. Each student is tagged numerically and Iruka draws up a table that lists the opponents of each student. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Question: In one particular battle, Iruka discovered that the table he gets in the 2nd round could be made identical to that in the 1st round simply by re-labelling the students. If all the students are now divided into squads of 4, what is the possible numbers of students that will be left over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my finals exam for CS131 in Thursday next week. I'm praying that I get a high score because I don't want to fail my CS131 class again. Forst of all, I don't want Sir. Co to be my teacher again. I seriously don't like him. Secondly, I don't like the subject. I think it's kind of boring even though the topic is really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some quizzes from &lt;a href="http://narutofever.com"&gt;NarutoFever.com&lt;/a&gt; too. Here's my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://narutofever.com/personality-tests/evil-naruto-character/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://narutofever.com/images/personality-tests/i-am-gaara.gif" alt="NarutoFever.com" width="178" height="88" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://narutofever.com/personality-tests/love-compatibility-tests/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://narutofever.com/personality-tests/love-compatibility-tests/for-males/images/loveiruka.jpg" alt="NarutoFever.com Love Compatibility Test" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://narutofever.com/personality-tests/love-compatibility-tests"&gt;&lt;img src="http://narutofever.com/personality-tests/love-compatibility-tests/for-males/images/lovehinata.jpg" alt="NarutoFever.com Love Compatibility Test" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first test show which evil character from Naruto I most am. The second, the most compatible guy in Naruto for me, and the last, if I was a guy, this would be the girl from Naruto I'd be most compatible with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/%7Eshahdee13"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/~shahdee13&lt;/a&gt;. Ate Coriel's &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net"&gt;Fanfiction.net&lt;/a&gt; profile link. She's written a NejiTenten fic. I really recommend it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warning though, it's a lemon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's a Naruto character quiz from Naruto-kun.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.naruto-kun.com/images/narutotest/shino.jpg" alt="naruto" width="212" height="97" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://naruto-kun.com" target="_blank"&gt;Which Naruto Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test by &lt;a href="http://www.naruto-kun.com" target="_blank" title="naruto"&gt;naruto&lt;/a&gt; - kun.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first time I took this, I remember getting Hinata. Now I'm Shino. I'm not complaining really. I like Shino. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Except for the fact that bugs come out of him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Bea's birthday. Bea's a first year Biochemistry student. I wasn't able to go to her Debut today. Though, I do have a gift for her. I just hope that she'll like it. It's not that much of an expensive gift. I don't have money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've ranted long enough. I have classes tomorrow and I still want to try and insert an episode of Bleach today. Well, that's all. See ya! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DaaL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-112808955630609873?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/112808955630609873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=112808955630609873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112808955630609873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112808955630609873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-some-rantings.html' title='just some rantings'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-112463166782622062</id><published>2005-08-21T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T21:51:11.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No. I am not a Satanist...</title><content type='html'>...and have no plans of being one. This piece just struck me and I thought I'd share it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to discover this through Kuya Arric who posted this in the RR's logbook. It was interesting and I think, maybe it's something worth dwelling over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Book of Philosophies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndHeader--&gt;&lt;!--Freetext--&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  And as the night drew itself upon Cain and the Fallen Angel, Satan shared His philosophies with His disciple.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Listen to these words, for they come from all the souls which comprise my being. The words are simple, yet they hold power. Abide by them and they shall serve thee well.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And so Cain listened…   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do unto others as ye wish to do unto them. For this is thy right as a being of free will. Thou may treat thy neighbor good or ill, as per thy will. But remember this: He also is free to respond according to his will; and it would do thee well to temper thine action with judgment. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thou shalt not kill out of anger, lust or evil. Yet to protect that which is important—self, family, liberty—kill swiftly and without mercy. If thou art not willing to do this, ye shall lose all that matters to thee. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Worry not of covetousness, for thoughts are free and difficult to rein. Work, rather, on restraint in thine actions.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Worship not idols, symbols, gods nor men. Worship only knowledge, freedom and thine own self.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A man may do all that he wishes to do. Yet it may not always be wise for him to do so.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Listen to the opinions of others and weigh their merits, for others may see options ye have not. Yet follow thine own heart for the final decision. If thou art not willing to do this, then take heed: Thou hast delivered thy destiny into the hands of strangers. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Truth is beauty, yet beauty is not truth. Knowledge is power, but power is not knowledge. Keep thy logic in its proper sequence. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Faith is the greatest force within this universe. With it, ye may do all that is possible, and even that which is not. Yet ye must channel this energy within thine own soul: keep faith in thy hopes, faith in thy dreams, faith in thyself. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Within thee lies the power of the gods. To gain it, strive for understanding: of the firmament, of thine earth, of others, and most importantly, of thyself. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Seek the philosophy within thy soul, for others cannot reveal it nor dictate it to thee. Neither god nor man may lead thee to thyself, for only the individual soul knows its own path. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No one may control thee or manipulate thee unless ye allow it to be. Thee and thee alone art thy destiny’s master.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thy path in life must be thine own, let not others choose it for thee. If ye wish a chance at greatness, follow thine own path. If it should lead to misery, so be it. At least is it a misery of thine own choosing. And remember, ye may always try again. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Curse not others if thy life is disordered, for the choice of direction rests ultimately with thee. If ye must curse, then curse thine own self for allowing it. Yet this degradation serves no purpose. If thou art wrong, state it plainly, then work toward its correction. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He who liveth without purpose liveth without life. If thou art without goals, then ye shall accomplish nothing. Know what ye would like in life, then seek it out. It is that simple. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Death comes to all, bidden or unbidden. Accept this, then live as if it were untrue.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thou shalt always have choices in life. But this does not guarantee that they shall be favorable choices, and, at times, the best ye may do is choose the lesser evil. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nothing is impossible. Thy limits are without limit. However, if ye do not believe this, ye shall find thou art correct.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If thou findest an inequity, ye must correct it. If thou art witnesses to injustice, ye must not stand idle. If ye come upon pain, then give relief. For if the lot of Man is to improve, the seer must be the doer. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Judge and let thyself be judged. For it is thy right as a being of free will. Yet live a goodly life so that ye may judge fairly. And, should ye be falsely judged by others, it shall matter not. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hear the instruction of thy mother and father, for experience was their teacher. Start with these teachings, then add thine own learning, and change that which must be changed. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If thou followest the philosophy of others and add nothing of thine own, then thou art no more than a beast of the field and have wasted thy soul. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Carry not the sins of thy father with thee, for thou art thine own person and accountable only for thine own actions—not the actions of thy father, thy brother, thy tribe or thy race. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Allow thy children to live, think and feel freely, for the mother and father know not all things.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Believe in thine own self, and serve no other, for others know nothing of what is best for thee. Yet do not shut out opposing philosophies, for at times their teachings may be clearer than thine own. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is no sin. Do that which is right for thee, for only in this shall ye find happiness. Yet remember always: thine earth is a shared space. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let morality guide thee, but not out of fear. Rather, follow it for thine own sake.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Trust thy judgment with all thy heart.  If ye can do this thing, then, truly, ye shall not be forsaken.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Believe in thine own free will. Listen to its dictates and not to the dictates of others. In this and this alone shall true happiness be found. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Blessed is he who findeth wisdom and seeketh knowledge, for these are more precious than gold; and the gain thereof shall be the immortal universe itself. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Friends are precious; keep them near. But thy family is sacred. One may treat them ill, slander them and do them evil. Yet when thy need is greatest, they shall always be with thee. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;History is not a fixed thing. Although the event may remain constant, the interpretation is ever fluid. And the interpretation is all: for a grown man will look back upon a childhood act and see his guilt, where earlier he saw only vindication. Change the mind and change the past—and with it, the present and future. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Be not the hedonist, seize not the day without an eye to the morrow. Yet enjoy the flesh, for it is thy legacy.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thou hast within thee gifts without measure and powers beyond comprehension. Ye need but use them. Take pride in thy gifts, pride in thy power, and pride in thy accomplishments. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Seek not the praise of others and heed not their condemnation—for within thee and thee alone lies the power of self-fulfillment. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thou art neither better nor worse than thy neighbor, no matter how much more righteous or evil he may be.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hope maketh the heart stronger, where desire unfulfilled maketh the heart ill. Hope for fulfillment and work toward its achievement. And if thy goals go unmet, ye shall still find peace, for within the journey does the true goal lie. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Error and forgiveness are the traits of humanity, fear and condemnation the traits of gods. Strive to be human; strive not to be gods. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Subjugate thyself not to God nor man, for subjugation knows no honor. Why should the Father wish His children to kneel in fear before him? Better to die free than to live as sheep. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are those who understand reason and those who understand violence. Reason is wasted on the violent man and violence is wasted on the reasonable man. If thou wishest one to hear thee, speak in his language or speak not at all. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ye may speak truth or deception, according to thine own free will. But to thine own self, know the difference.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If a man wrongs thee, look to thyself to see why thou hast allowed the transgression. Learn from it, then seek vindication or reconciliation, as ye see fit. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Others may lead thee to temptation, but only by thine own hand can ye partake of it. If thou later seekest to lay blame, seek thyself. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In life, some have more and some have less. Yet what matter? Peace and happiness stem from within, not without.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do what ye will with thy life. Give freely, love freely and expect nothing. In this shall ye find true happiness, and there will be no reason for disappointment. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If thou desires an action to come about then bring it about. Ye may fail, but, then, ye may not.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There is knowledge in all things, in all actions, in all places. Learn from all things. It may come from the mouth of a child as easily as from the wisest of men. Always listen, always learn: Knowledge is all around thee. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Knowledge is a painful thing, for it always bears a price. Accept the risk and pain, for life without risk or pain is not life. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Look not to the Lord God for direction; look not to Satan. Look, instead, to thine own self.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Live each day as if it were thy last day. Yet live it also as if it were not.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If thou wishest to die, then thou art dead already.   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thou art stronger than ye can ever know, search for the strength that wells within. It is there. It is waiting. And somewhere out there, someone needs you more than you can ever imagine. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Life and hope are one. Seek thy gifts and share them. It is for this reason that thou art truly here.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If thou wishest life in death, then ye must live in life.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That which ye can touch and hold and lose is of little importance. The greatest thing in life cannot be taken.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It comes to this: by design, the Race of Man is half man and half beast. Thou art not beings of reason, but, rather, beings capable of reason. There is much difference between the two. Exercise thy capabilities. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thou art a being of free will. Ye may follow the instincts of the beast or the reason of the man. The choice has been forever yours. Yet know this: a life ruled by the beast shall lead thee to subjugation and destruction, for it is the beast that is in thrall to the Lord God. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For everything there is a time: a time to live, a time to die; a time for peace, a time for war; a time to create and a time to destroy. Learn to tell time. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The flesh is a vessel, a conduit to the immortal. If thou learnest from thy travels, the destination is assured.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is in thy nature to take the familiar for granted. Strive against this. Question always, question often, in this shall ye keep what is most important. The price for thine immortal soul is constant vigilance. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Seek to understand the unknown. Expand thy thoughts and seek out knowledge, for in this shall ye become as One in death.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The answers to all things are always within thy grasp. Ye carry within thee all that is needed to comprehend the infinite. And it is waiting for thee to find it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He who knows himself knows others, for a piece of ourselves dwells within every other.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If ye have not known hate, pain, greed and cowardice then thou hast not known love, pleasure, generosity and courage—for they are all degrees of the same ideal. Accept both the good and the bad within thee, for there is no separating the two. Without one, the other has no meaning. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Until life has given thee its worst, thou hast not been at thy best.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All has been brought to bear against thee. Thine instincts were bred into thee; thy laws created for they could not be kept. Question all, for this is the path to Oneness. Heed not the beliefs, laws and actions of others unless they suit thee. And be prepared to die for this. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fear of the Lord is the end of Knowledge and of Reason, and these two pursuits are the keys that shall free thy soul. If ye sacrifice these philosophies, then ye shall cease to grow in spirit. And there shall be no life in death. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And so it ended, for it was enough.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Remember what has been said here,” Satan concluded. “For the salvation of the earth is contained within the simple words thou hast heard here this night.” And Satan said, “For one with no soul, Cain, ye art wiser than many. Take the life ye have been given and make it purposeful, regardless of what hast befallen thee. We are remembered for what we do and how we live: make yours a goodly remembrance.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I say again to thee, Cain, take what I have given thee this night. Thou art a tiller of soil: take the seeds of wisdom I have placed within thee, plant them, tend them, see that they take root.” &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Remember this always.”   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And Cain did remember. Always.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Such is the wisdom given to Cain by our Lord Lucifer. And such is the wisdom we at The Church of the Fallen live by and build upon to prepare for the End Times. For if you don't add some of your own knowledge and experience to that which is passed to you, you are nothing more than a beast of the field. “Yes, I see the truth in what Ye say, Teacher,” Cain replied. “And of all things, one must learn to recognize the truth.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'd like to reiterate. I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; a Satanist. And I have no plans of being one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-112463166782622062?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/112463166782622062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=112463166782622062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112463166782622062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112463166782622062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-i-am-not-satanist.html' title='No. I am not a Satanist...'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-112375896189204185</id><published>2005-08-11T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T19:19:15.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz results from quizfarm.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'600'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="'http://images.quizfarm.com/1107551042whiterose_sml.jpg'" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;love-struck&lt;/b&gt;. u do love someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" width="'300'" cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;love-struck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'92'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;92%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;fake love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'92'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;92%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;it&amp;#039;s a trick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'67'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id="5278""&gt;are u in love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;created with &lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com'"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'600'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Aquarius&lt;/b&gt;. You get along best with the sign of Aquarius. Although Aquarians can be seem very odd, or over opinionated, they are good generous people. They are the humanitarians of the zodiac; they always put others in the place of themselves. Aquarians have a strong sense of individuality, and likewise, can be very eccentric. They usually have many friends because they are very easy to get along with, although at times, Aquarians can be withdrawn and introverted when they choose to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" width="'300'" cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Aquarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'90'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;90%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Pisces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'80'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;80%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Libra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'80'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;80%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Taurus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'70'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;70%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Scorpio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'60'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'60'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Gemini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'55'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Leo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'50'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Capricorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'50'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Sagittarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'50'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'45'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Virgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'45'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id="4079""&gt;What sign of the Zodiac are you meant for?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;created with &lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com'"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'600'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="'http://images.quizfarm.com/1111283416tweak.gif'" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Tweak&lt;/b&gt;. Looks like you're Tweak. Can you handle the pressure? Lay off the coffee, dude. Seriously. You're constantly fidgeting and twitching and you're completely paranoid. GAH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" width="'300'" cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Tweak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'100'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Stan Marsh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'83'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;83%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Butters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'83'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;83%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Timmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Kenny McCormick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'58'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Kyle Broflovski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'33'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Eric Cartman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'33'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Shelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'17'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;17%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id="15185""&gt;What South Park Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;created with &lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com'"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;[i don't know who this guy is... :P]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'600'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;head over heels&lt;/b&gt;. well, it's official. you're in love. and i do mean in love. so go tell the lucky guy/gal. don't just sit around on your bum and wait for them to call you. let them know how you feel. but whatever you do, it's for sure. you're in love. way in love......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" width="'300'" cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;head over heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'85'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;85%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;just friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'55'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;55%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;infatuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'35'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;35%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id="3034""&gt;are you in love...or is it just infatuation?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;created with &lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com'"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'600'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="'http://images.quizfarm.com/1109469973poisons.jpg'" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Posion&lt;/b&gt;. Your death will be by poison, probably because you are a glutton and are around so many people that it would be easy to get away with it. Several important people in history share your fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" width="'300'" cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Bomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'80'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;80%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Posion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'80'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;80%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'80'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;80%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'60'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Natural Causes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'60'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Eaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'53'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;53%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Cut Throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'47'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;47%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'40'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;40%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Gunshot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'40'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;40%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Stabbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'33'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Suffocated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'33'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'27'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;27%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Drowning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'20'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;20%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id="8960""&gt;How Will You Die??&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;created with &lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com'"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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quizfarm.com'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-112331609938444517</id><published>2005-08-06T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T16:14:59.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz results from emode.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/tests/schooldestiny/images/artist_s.gif" alt="" border="0" height="115" width="120" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's Your Back-to-School Destiny? -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="testresultpic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You've got your own style and your own way of looking at the world — you might even have a reputation for being a little eccentric. But it's your individualistic streak and way of expressing your unique views that makes you a true artist.&lt;!-- br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, some may call you sensitive. But really, you're just finely tuned in to the world around you. And that's a great skill to have. Not everyone can notice little details like you can, and no doubt your friends and family love the special flair you bring to projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to growing this year, an artistic soul like you has many avenues to try, such as being a performer, critic, designer, or teacher. This school year, you might consider taking an art, drama, or music elective, join the chorus, try out for a play, or volunteer to draw illustrations for the school newspaper: Look for ways to nurture your nature! You're a creative wonder and the world's waiting for your next masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests/divineinspiration/result.jsp" onclick="topen('E','F',true);return false;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/tests/divineinspiration/images/culture_s.gif" alt="" border="0" height="115" width="120" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's Your Divine Inspiration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're divinely inspired when it comes to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="bigheader"&gt;Culture!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="testtitle"&gt; &lt;div class="greeting"&gt;                              &lt;/div&gt;                   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get up and go? You've got it. You enjoy new experiences and new people because you are inspired by how others view the world. You're not only curious, you allow for the possibility that there are many ways to approach life. And what better way to find the right path for yourself than by discovering what other cultures admire as art, how they communicate with each other, and what they enjoy as delicacies. After all, it's the journey that's important to you, not necessarily the destination.&lt;!-- br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you're open-minded, you probably enjoy moving from one crowd to another, with equal enthusiasm for all kinds of people. And your natural ability to create a friendly environment for everyone will serve you well wherever your journeys take you. Bon voyage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests/emoticon/result.jsp?sid=3135&amp;supp=emoticonogt&amp;amp;test=emoticonogt&amp;loc=result&amp;amp;optimuslink=y&amp;resultid=" onclick="topen('A','F',true);return false;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/tests/emoticon/images/smiling_face_s.gif" alt="" border="0" height="115" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Which Emoticon Are You?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="testtitle"&gt;                  &lt;/div&gt;                        &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="greeting"&gt;The emoticon that represents you best is the &lt;span class="bigheader"&gt;Smiling Face&lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;/div&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;                                                    What's up, smiley? Somehow you just always seem to find a way to turn that frown upside down.&lt;!-- br--&gt; Your upbeat attitude and friendly demeanor brighten up any room, including your favorite chat room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like your classic emoticon counterpart, you're a staple on anyone's list. Boring days and sleepless nights are far more bearable when you're online to chat. Whether you're shooting the breeze, catching up, or giving out advice, you can cheer up anyone on the other side of the conversation. So keep lightening the mood, making new friends, and bringing smiles to other folks' faces. After all, it's just so natural for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="testresultpic"&gt;         &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests/heartorhead/result.jsp" onclick="topen('A','F',true);return false;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/tests/heartorhead/images/heart_romance_v2_s.gif" alt="" border="0" height="115" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Do You Follow Your Heart or Your Head?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="testtitle"&gt;                  &lt;/div&gt;                    &lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="greeting"&gt;You follow your &lt;span class="bigheader"&gt; heart when it comes to romance&lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;                    &lt;p&gt;                                                    Whether you planned it or not, you just can't help but follow your feelings when it comes to matters of &lt;i&gt;l'amour&lt;/i&gt;. You're a passionate person who can't ignore things that fit you to a T — whether it's that perfect pair of jeans, a good cause, or the love of a lifetime.&lt;!-- br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, things don't always go according to plan, but with an irrepressible drive like yours, you'd better get used to it! Living life as a fake just isn't in the cards for you. So open up your arms and embrace what life throws your way — especially if it happens to be the man of your dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="testresultpic"&gt;         &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests/goddess_identity/result.jsp" onclick="topen('E','F',true);return false;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/tests/goddess_identity/images/angel_s.gif" alt="" border="0" height="115" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;         What's Your Goddess Identity? - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're an Angel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="testtitle"&gt;                  &lt;/div&gt;                           &lt;/div&gt;                    &lt;p&gt; Just like the haloed and winged guardians of good, you truly have a heart of gold, sweet Angel. Whenever there's a chance to pitch in, save the day or just make life easier for the people around you, you're the one for the job.&lt;!-- br --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't just jump in without planning — you use your angelic head to figure out how to do things right the first time, like only the most dependable goddesses can. Whether brainstorming a new solution to a problem, planning a surprise party for your parents, or lending your friends a wing to cry on, you've got the right instincts, so follow them whenever you can. As natural as it is for you to take care of the people around you, don't forget to treat yourself right, too. The best friendships, and loves, of a lifetime tend to blossom when you become your own guardian angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't listen to those who say nice girls finish last. People have always seen you as a goddess of thoughtfulness and good intentions, and it hasn't slowed you down a bit. All in all, Angel, you've got it made with your glowing attitude and ability to see from on high. So get out there and change the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-daal_24-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-112331609938444517?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/112331609938444517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=112331609938444517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112331609938444517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112331609938444517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/08/quiz-results-from-emodecom.html' title='quiz results from emode.com'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-112186805256816866</id><published>2005-07-20T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T22:00:52.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read at your own risk</title><content type='html'>If you haven't read the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixth Harry Potter book&lt;/span&gt; and if you don't want to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spoiled&lt;/span&gt; about it, then you beeter not read this. I'm just going to take out all of my feelings about the book here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spoiler Alert Start:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad. Snape (oh how I loathe him) just killed Dumbledore using the forbidden spell Avada Kedavra. Now I will dedicate my time to loathing Snape (oh how he will die for killing our most beloved).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry. It's just so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to kill Snape. Why does JK Rowling keep on killing the characters people love? T-T I know it creates dramatic tension and conflict in the story but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how Harry feels now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spoiler Alert End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it. That's the only thing I really feel such fervent emotions for. *sigh* Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-112186805256816866?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/112186805256816866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=112186805256816866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112186805256816866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112186805256816866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/07/read-at-your-own-risk.html' title='read at your own risk'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-112149813352019359</id><published>2005-07-16T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T21:53:02.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from a fanfic</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Love never dies Beastboy, never, it gets sick, it falters, and it gets wounded...but it never dies...unless you kill it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zeon of the Twilight Blade&lt;/span&gt;'s fanfiction &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comfort in the Arms of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2400961/1/"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2400961/1/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-daal-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/5742904-112149813352019359?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/112149813352019359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=112149813352019359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112149813352019359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112149813352019359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/07/from-fanfic.html' title='from a fanfic'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-112117763962063801</id><published>2005-07-12T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T22:13:59.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>treading in the dark not knowing which way to go</title><content type='html'>Weird title? I just couldn't think of a cool but weird title. But what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inspired&lt;/span&gt; it? I really don't know. And I don't think it even has a connection to what I'm going to try to discuss or to prove/disprove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole thing started just a while ago. Before I left school. Kuya Mark, kuya Leo, and ate Vikki were inside the RR. And so was I. Kuya Mark found an "entry" that was written by Alphius about how to prove that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girls were evil&lt;/span&gt;. Then, kuya Mark wrote, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girls don't like boys. girls like cars and money&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I believe that there are a majority of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;golddigger&lt;/span&gt; women in this world, I also firmly believe that there are women who aren't as shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, there are three qualifications of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first, those really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shallow types&lt;/span&gt; who go for looks, wealth, and probably image. These are the women who are possibly golddiggers and the girls that kuya Mark is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second are those who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;look at what's inside&lt;/span&gt;. These women go for what's inside and I don't mean the body organs inside which probably have blood and soft, weird feeling tissues. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's just ewwwwwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;.  They're the ones who have sweetness, love, care, compassion, empathy/symphathy for the girl they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last are those who are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;driven by lust&lt;/span&gt;. They don't really care about money or what's inside but by the opposite sex' genitals. Well, most of the time it comes mixed with the first type but sometimes, it's just by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...I'm probably super bangag (tagalog for: lacks sense of sanity for the time being or someone who really lacks sleep or is really sleepy but it means the first mostly... :P) today for me to be writing this. Oh, and for anyone's information (who might be making false assumptions on which category I fall under), I feel (more like know) that I'm of the second type. Hehe... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tha's it for this entry. I'm going to sleep now because I'm kinda sleepy already which is probably making me really bangag. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-112117763962063801?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/112117763962063801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=112117763962063801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112117763962063801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112117763962063801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/07/treading-in-dark-not-knowing-which-way.html' title='treading in the dark not knowing which way to go'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-112028815242243281</id><published>2005-07-02T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T15:09:12.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post supposedly yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2005" day="1" month="7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;july 1, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="15"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;15:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;hehe...i'm bored... ^-^&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="15"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;15:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; pa lang at hanggang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="16"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;16:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; ito... :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;but i guess this is better than the last one. &lt;b&gt;i can understand the lessons better... :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;hehe... ^-^&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;si gran, natuwa maglaro ng &lt;b&gt;'soko java'&lt;/b&gt; na game ko sa phone ko. kakatuwa. ^-^ na-addict...hehe... :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;inaantok na ako...may pi 100 pa ako...ndi ko kaya tulugan sa sir ong...nakakahiya. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;actually, walang teacher na kaya kong tulugan... :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;anyways! it's so annoying. kasi, &lt;b&gt;i wrote notes na for pi 100 para sa aming class later tapos when i was looking for it kaninang umaga, i couldn't find it!&lt;/b&gt; argh! pinaghirapan ko pa naman un... -.-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;tulog na lang tayo!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;feel ko i'm gonna have na... o.O&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;so bored...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;i have to vacate our lockers pa...nakakapagod naman na araw na ito. at least i got money for food.&lt;b&gt; yeay! ndi ako nagutom&lt;/b&gt;... ^_^&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;pero, &lt;b&gt;nawawala parin ang P500 ko&lt;/b&gt;...ala na uli ako savings. no more money!!!!! T-T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;ndi ko pa nabigay ang class schedule kay kay...hehe...kulit...i'll rephrase. kay kesiah... ^-^ si hernie din pala kelangan ko bigyan. ^-^&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;ala dpsm classes on monday and tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; lahat na lang para ndi ko na kelangan pumasok. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;hehe...ang tamad ko talaga... :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;may index card na ako for pi 100. &lt;b&gt;humingi ako kay jhasmin ng index card kasi tinamad ako pumunta ng rob para lang bumili ng index card when i only need one. &lt;/b&gt;hehe...katamaran ko talaga... :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;pero, &lt;b&gt;ala parin akong notes and readings for pi 100&lt;/b&gt;. hehe...may isusubmit pa naman sa friday about the readings... *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; may mahiraman ako...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;ang saya maging vp for records&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;. ang dami kong nahahawakan na records at pumapasok and pagiging-oc ko. hehe... :P nakakatuwa rin. kahit na medyo naguguluhan ako at nakakahilo siya kasi biglang nagkakaroon ako ng kalat ng papel. hehe...pero, masaya parin siya. ^-^&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;si raquel, nakakagulat. kala ako lang ung nagsasabi ng 'yummy' sa mga guys na uber hot. ^-^ hehe... :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;well, tapos na class..kelangan ko na mag-shut down… laterz! ^-^&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;-daal_24-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-112028815242243281?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/112028815242243281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=112028815242243281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112028815242243281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/112028815242243281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/07/post-supposedly-yesterday.html' title='post supposedly yesterday'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-111986107921901091</id><published>2005-06-27T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T16:31:19.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an update before i log off</title><content type='html'>first of all, i won the elections for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VP for Records&lt;/span&gt; in our organization, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biochemistry Society &lt;/span&gt;in school. 45 votes and 22 abstain. i'm happy i won. though it is tiring, i like having a position. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it helps me in disciplining myself because i really try to prioritize my job and teaches me how to budget my time for school, my job, and for relaxation/play&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have a friend who is really annoying all of us. it's because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she's taking for granted the oppurtunity she has of being able to study&lt;/span&gt;. she doesn't come to her classes, she doesn't really study and she prioritizes boys and the lower years. it's annoying because we keep on telling her to study and attend her classes but she just shrugs us off. well, here's what we say...WHATEVER! it's your life so it's your problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new friend. we talk on the phone like we've been friends for a long time. it makes me miss philip. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss philip a lot&lt;/span&gt;. and i really want to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*sigh* this day is like "bad luck" day for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i slipped down the stairs in school&lt;/span&gt;, thus hurting my left side. a lot of people saw me but i couldn't feel embarrassed because i couldn't think anyways. it's a good thing my head didn't hit the floor because it would've prolly hurt more. i remember when i stood up, i couldn't think, stand, move straight. and i heard this really loud buzzing noise and i couldn't see well. gosh...i wonder what would've happened if i slipped the whole way down the stairs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i was walking to the lrt station, it started to rain&lt;/span&gt;. i didn't have my umbrella and i wasn't able to bring a jacket. it's a good thing it wasn't raining that hard so i didn't get that wet. just a bit. and i was scared of slipping down stairs again because the stairs from the lrt station at edsa leading to the mrt station was wet. i'm glad i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i guess today wasn't so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, i didn't get seriously hurt even though those incidents could've been life threatening. or at least would cause me to get hurt. i'm happy. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all. i'm going to go offline now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laterz! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal_24-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-111986107921901091?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/111986107921901091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=111986107921901091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111986107921901091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111986107921901091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/06/update-before-i-log-off.html' title='an update before i log off'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-111875656460390700</id><published>2005-06-14T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T21:42:44.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doing my blogging duties</title><content type='html'>i felt like i needed to udpate this blog so here i am! don't think you've seen the last of me because i'm back to haunt you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, first of all, i'm not yet done enrolling. i know i'm supposed to be but i'm not. and i have this feeling that i'm not going to be able to enroll anything. but, not to worry! i'm going to do everything in my power to do so. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to write a story again but this time, i'm trying to make it a long chaptered story. since i'm kinda determined to be a writer/author, i decided to practice writing by doing the best way you can practice writing. i'm practicing by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt;! anyways, the story's entitled&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; beauty&lt;/span&gt; but that's tentative. i might change it depending on the flow of the story. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please visit my site &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://destined.to/daal"&gt;autumn song&lt;/a&gt; because i started working on it again. so, there's lots more stuff there. :) i'm proud of it because i used lots of tables which i never really liked. and i'm happy i'm practicing because i'm taking cs120 this sem which is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;internet programming&lt;/span&gt; which most probably use html again. yeay for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i'm trying to limit my fanfiction reading time so that i could devote more time to studying. i just pray that i can dedicate myself to this so that i don't fail anymore subjects. i don't want to disappoint myself again. i'm going to do this for myself, if not for my parents. i really want to graduate on time, or at least, by summer after 4th year 2nd semester. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philip's birthday already passed but i don't have a gift for him yet. i don't know what to give him and i want to give him something special. after all, i just realized that thanks to him, my eyes got better. why? because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he made me smile&lt;/span&gt;. smiling seems to make my eyes better so he made my eyes better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's also kes' birthday in a few days (11 to be exact) and i don't know what to get her. i'm thinking something &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim possible&lt;/span&gt; related or something &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fushigi yuugi&lt;/span&gt; related. but what exactly? any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm going to go now. it's time to go to sleep. if i forgot to put stuff, i'll just put them tomorrow. :) laterz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-111875656460390700?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/111875656460390700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=111875656460390700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111875656460390700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111875656460390700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/06/doing-my-blogging-duties.html' title='doing my blogging duties'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-111642443018575878</id><published>2005-05-18T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T21:53:50.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random harry potter 6 facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;(He) looked rather like an old lion. There were&lt;br /&gt;streaks of grey in his mane of tawny hair and his&lt;br /&gt;bushy eyebrows; he had keen yellowish eyes behind a&lt;br /&gt;pair of wire-rimmed spectacles and a certain rangy,&lt;br /&gt;loping grace even though he walked with a slight limp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Excerpt from Book 6 of Harry Potter describing the&lt;br /&gt;Half-Blood Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the Ministry of Magic is convinced that Lord&lt;br /&gt;Voldemort is back, will the magical world of Harry&lt;br /&gt;Potter unite against the looming darkness above them?&lt;br /&gt;And who is the Half-Blood Prince?  Is he Harry?  Is he&lt;br /&gt;Lord Voldemort?  Or is he somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Harry Potter 6: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood&lt;br /&gt;Prince" will be globally released on July 16, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random facts about the book :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We will learn a lot more about Voldemort in this&lt;br /&gt;book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The opening chapter of Book 6 was originally&lt;br /&gt;planned for the early parts of Book 1.  (Perhaps we&lt;br /&gt;get a more in-depth story of what happened the night&lt;br /&gt;Harry's parents died.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We will find out what happened to Hagrid's half&lt;br /&gt;brother Grawp. He will be a bit more controllable in&lt;br /&gt;Book 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We will find out exactly why Sirius was killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Harry becomes even more powerful in Book 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. We will find out why Dumbledore trusts Snape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. We will find out what happened to Wormtail aka&lt;br /&gt;Peter Pettigrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. More about the animosity between Snape and Sirius&lt;br /&gt;will be revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. We'll definitely find out what Snape's worst fear&lt;br /&gt;is, and it'll be important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. We will find out what exactly Dudley saw when he&lt;br /&gt;looked at the dementors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The reason Voldemort and Harry both didn't die&lt;br /&gt;when Voldemort tried to kill Harry will be revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. We will see more of Draco's mother, Narcissa&lt;br /&gt;Malfoy, now that Lucius is busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. We'll learn more about Harry's scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Moaning Myrtle will make an appearance again, as&lt;br /&gt;will Tonks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. More about Voldemort's birth will be revealed,&lt;br /&gt;thus helping us understand why he is so evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Muggles begin to notice "more and more odd"&lt;br /&gt;occurrences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The wizarding world is really at war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Harry will tell his dearest friends about the&lt;br /&gt;prophesy after it sinks in to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. We will learn more about Harry's relatives,&lt;br /&gt;including his grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. We will find out what happened to Sirius's&lt;br /&gt;motorbike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. It's very important in the plot that Harry has his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;mother's eyes, and that her wand was very good for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;charms.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;22. Something HUGE will be revealed about Lily Potter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-111642443018575878?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/111642443018575878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=111642443018575878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111642443018575878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111642443018575878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/05/random-harry-potter-6-facts.html' title='random harry potter 6 facts'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-111564813239308562</id><published>2005-05-09T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T22:15:32.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know</title><content type='html'>i don't know what to do. why does everything have to be so complicated. i 'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i selfish? did i do anything to deserve this? if only i could cry my heart out, but i can't. i just want to die so that i couldn't feel any of the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...if only you could hear my heart's plea&lt;br /&gt;  then maybe you could make this easier for me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sounds so selfish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i should just shut up and start to act emotionless. maybe i'll learn to not feel and then i wouldn't feel any pain at all. i wouldn't be able to experience hurt. i wouldn't feel the need to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-111564813239308562?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/111564813239308562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=111564813239308562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111564813239308562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111564813239308562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dont-know.html' title='i don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-111521210476998048</id><published>2005-05-04T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:08:24.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're going to CHINA!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>hello! ^^ just stopping by to tell you that i'm going to go to beijing, china tomorrow and will be back by sunday evening...^^ it's going to be a fun vacation...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i hope it will be because i will be bringing my notes in cs131 and math150 to china so i can study for my exams on monday. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm going to make my stay in china worthwhile by going on a shopping spree!!!! our sources say that the prices of stuff in beijing are really low which means that we can PROLLY go on a shopping spree which i'm looking forward to...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna try and bring pasalubongs for everyone...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that all really...^^ so, me go bye bye now...^^ i'll see if i can post after i come back...^^ i'll try and post pics too for your viewing pleasure...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! ^^ stand by for my story (which was supposed to be due valentine's last year)...^^ gonna be posting it in fictionpress.com in a few days...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laterz skaterz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal_24-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-111521210476998048?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/111521210476998048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=111521210476998048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111521210476998048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111521210476998048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/05/were-going-to-china.html' title='we&apos;re going to CHINA!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-111321593954600700</id><published>2005-04-11T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T18:51:58.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOUCH - POP Gift Shop</title><content type='html'>my friends and i are selling handmade stuff...^^ stuff we made ourselves...^^ well, for now, we made it but when we start to have classes, we'll hire people to make them...^^ except prolly for the jewelry and for the drawings on the bags...^^ for now, these are a preview of what we're selling...^^ we're planning on adding more items as we go along...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's pictures of what we're selling...^^ click on the pic to see a larger version of the pic...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/example_bracelet.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/example_bracelet.jpg" height="50%" width="50%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/example_necklace.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/example_necklace.jpg" height="50%" width="50%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/example_earrings.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/example_earrings.jpg" height="50%" width="50%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/touch_jewelrybox.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/touch_jewelrybox.jpg" height="50%" width="50%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/pouchbag_kenshin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/pouchbag_kenshin.jpg" height="50%" width="50%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/shoulderbag_kenshin.jpg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-4/92876/touch/shoulderbag_kenshin.jpg" height="50%" width="50%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's it...^^ tell me what you think of our products...^^ laterz! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-daal_24-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-111321593954600700?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/111321593954600700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=111321593954600700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111321593954600700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111321593954600700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/04/touch-pop-gift-shop.html' title='TOUCH - POP Gift Shop'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-111210911481607744</id><published>2005-03-29T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T23:11:54.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...wow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;how to satisfy a woman every time:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caress, praise, pamper, relish, savour, massage, fix things, emphathise, serenade, compliment, supposrt, feed, soothe, tantalize, humour, placate, stimulate, stroke, console, hug, ignore fat bits, cuddle, excite, pacify, protect, phone, anticipate, smooch, nuzzle, forgive, accesorise, entertain, charm, carry for, oblige, fascinate, attend to, trust, defend, clothe, brag about, sanctify, acknowledge, spoil, embrace, die for, dream of, tease, gratify, squeeze, indulge, idolize, worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;how to satify a man every time:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrive naked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from &lt;i&gt;Why Men Don't Listen and Women Can't Read Maps&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-111210911481607744?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/111210911481607744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=111210911481607744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111210911481607744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111210911481607744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/03/wow.html' title='...wow...'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-111010551183402447</id><published>2005-03-06T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T23:23:58.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another from noel's blog</title><content type='html'>i got this from noel's blog. it's nice. funny. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---0---0---0---0---0---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Technical Support:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I upgraded from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0 and noticed that the new program began unexpected child processing that took up a lot of space and valuable resources. No mention of this phenomenon was&lt;br /&gt;included in the product brochure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, Wife 1.0 installs itself into all other programs and launches during system initialization, where it monitors all other system activity. Applications such as Poker Night 10.3, Drunken Boys Night 2.5 and Saturday Football 5.0 no longer run, crashing the system whenever selected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot seem to keep Wife 1.0 in the background while attempting to run some of my other favorite applications. I am thinking about going back to Girlfriend 7.0, but the uninstall does not work on this&lt;br /&gt;program. Can you help me, please!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;A TROUBLED USER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear TROUBLED USER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very common problem men complain about, but is mostly due to a primary misconception. Many people upgrade from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0 with the idea that Wife 1.0 is merely a UTILITIES &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;ENTERTAINMENT program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and designed by its creator to run everything. It is unlikely you would be able to purge Wife 1.0 and still convert back to Girlfriend 7.0. Hidden operating files within your system would cause Girlfriend 7.0 to emulate Wife 1.0 so nothing is gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is impossible to uninstall, delete, or purge the program files from the system once installed. You cannot go back to Girlfriend 7.0 because Wife 1.0 is not designed to do this. Some have tried to install Girlfriend 8.0 or Wife 2.0 but end up with more problems than with the original system. Look in your manual under "Warnings-Alimony/Child Support".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend you keep Wife 1.0 and just deal with the situation. I suggest installing background application program C:\YES DEAR to alleviate software augmentation. Having Wife 1.0 installed myself, I might also suggest you read the entire section regarding General Partnership Faults (GPFs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must assume all responsibility for faults and problems that might occur, regardless of their cause. The best course of action will be to enter the command C:\APOLOGIZE. In any case avoid excessive use of YES DEAR because ultimately you will have to give the APOLOGIZE command before the operating system will return to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The system will run smoothly as long as you take the blame for all the GPFs. Wife 1.0 is a great program, but very high maintenance. Consider buying additional software to improve the performance of Wife 1.0. I&lt;br /&gt;recommend Flowers 2.1 and Diamonds 5.0. Do not, under any circumstances, install Secretary With Short Skirt 3.3. This is not a supported application for Wife 1.0 and is likely to cause irreversible damage to the operating system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck,&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sauce for the gander...author likewise unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Tech Support:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed that the new program began making unexpected changes to the accounting software, severely limiting access to wardrobe, flower, and jewelry&lt;br /&gt;applications that operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0. No mention of this phenomenon was included in the product brochure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalls many other valuable programs such as DinnerDancing 7.5, CruiseShip 2.3, and OperaNight 6.1 and installs new, undesirable programs such as PokerNight 1.3, SaturdayFootball&lt;br /&gt;5.0, Golf 2.4, and ClutterEverywhere 4.5. Conversation 8.0 no longer runs and invariably crashes the system. Under no circumstances will it run DiaperChanging 14.1 or HouseCleaning 2.6. I've tried running&lt;br /&gt;Nagging 5.3 to fix Husband 1.0, but this all-purpose utility is of only limited effectiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you help, please!!&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear XXX:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very common problem women complain about, but is mostly due to a primary misconception. Many people upgrade from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 with the idea that Husband 1.0 is merely an ENTERTAINMENT package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Husband 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and was designed by its creator to run as few applications as possible. Further, you cannot purge Husband 1.0 and return to Boyfriend 5.0, because Husband 1.0 is not designed to do this. Hidden operating files within your system would cause Boyfriend 5.0 to emulate Husband 1.0, so nothing is gained. It is impossible to uninstall, delete, or purge the program&lt;br /&gt;files from the system, once installed. Any new program files can only be installed once per year, as Husband 1.0 has severely limited memory. Error messages are common, and a normal part of Husband 1.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Husband 1.0 installed myself, I might also suggest you read the entire section regarding General Partnership Faults [GPFs]. This is a wonderful feature of Husband 1.0, secretly installed by the parent&lt;br /&gt;company as an integral part of the operating system. Husband 1.0 must assume ALL responsibility for ALL faults and problems, regardless of root cause. To activate this great feature enter the command "C:\I&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME". Sometimes Tears 6.2 must be run simultaneously while entering the command. Husband 1.0 should then run the applications Apologize 12.3 and Flowers/Chocolate 7.8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TECH TIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid excessive use of this feature. Overuse can create additional and more serious GPFs, and ultimately YOU may have to give a C:\I APOLOGIZE command before the system will return to normal operations.&lt;br /&gt;Overuse can also cause Husband 1.0 to default to GrumpySilence 2.5 or worse yet, to Beer 6.0. Beer 6.0 is a very bad program that causes Husband 1.0 to create FatBelly files and SnoringLoudly wave files that&lt;br /&gt;are very hard to delete. Save yourself some trouble by following this tech tip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, the system will run smoothly, and take the blame for all GPFs, but because of this fine feature it can only intermittently run all the applications Boyfriend 5.0 ran. Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly. Consider buying additional software to improve performance. I personally recommend HotFood 3.0, Lingerie 5.3, and Patience 10.1. Used in conjunction, these utilities can really keep Husband 1.0 running smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several years of use, Husband 1.0 will become familiar and you will find many valuable embedded features such as FixBrokenThings 2.1, Snuggling 4.2, and BestFriend 7.6. A final word of caution! DO NOT, under any circumstances, install MotherinLaw 1.0. This is not a supported application and will cause selective shutdown of the operating system. Husband will run only Fishing 9.4 and Hunting 5.2 until MotherinLaw 1.0 is uninstalled. I hope these notes have helped. Thank you for choosing to install Husband 1.0, and we here at Tech Support wish you luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5742904-111010551183402447?l=autumnsong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/feeds/111010551183402447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5742904&amp;postID=111010551183402447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111010551183402447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5742904/posts/default/111010551183402447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumnsong.blogspot.com/2005/03/another-from-noels-blog.html' title='another from noel&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Daal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14555657150640265850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8VZIKzAUDk/SsLIF-HvVqI/AAAAAAAAABg/D2i_4c_J_b0/s1600-R/n671878781_1247478_8027.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5742904.post-110804330335247869</id><published>2005-02-10T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T21:48:23.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stalker?</title><content type='html'>i have what philip calls a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stalker&lt;/span&gt; on my lj. i don't know if he(yes, i've confiremed he's a guy) is a stalker or not but well, i guess &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he likes me&lt;/span&gt;. i mean, that's what i deduce and that's what philip says too. gwen said he was a secret admirer. whatever you call him, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is very intriguing&lt;/span&gt;. i feel like i want to become a detective. ^^ for now, 
