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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-6963058259663158984</id><published>2012-02-11T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T17:03:52.342-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ringer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hart of Dixie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gossip Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RP Cluster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AikaSEA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once Upon A Time'/><title type='text'>The 75% and 25%</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Everyone must have gotten the idea that I was busy... playing AikaSEA and they are 75% correct. What an incurable obsession, thanks Mayu-nee. Ahahah. But it's not like I'm really obsessed. I stopped... occasionally. It's just that, I do frequently grow bored of it, but I just can't stop play it whenever I see my level, I have the urge to get stronger and avenge all my deaths by the Pkers or as I called them, the TERMINATORS. After the last post, I had been pk-ed again by the hands of this person I wanted to talk to for so long because he was Malaysian so I found him to be easier to talk than most people but in the end... tragic. He came to me whilst I was fighting and said hello, then BAM, game over.  At least he took the liberty to say hello before slaying me..... &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;At that moment, I simply stared at my laptop's screen and sighed. That must be how the world works in Aika; the Prey-Predator relationship. The tragic event led me to eventually choose PvE instead and yes, it was really calm and Pker-free but very quiet. Lol. Regardless, I did meet some very good people like Shino and Trave. We met on Friday, and since then we've been going to dungeons and fighting together. It's like every time we're on, we will definitely make a party. Ahahah. But Trave can be a bit too adventurous though. xD He got killed twice when we went to Evgenia ship. Maybe it's a curse for being the only guy in the group but don't worry, I'm sure you will get your wish, Trave, to be tanky enough so you would not die again. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;And Shino, she's pretty cool. The two of us wanted to join the Valentine's event but only couples are allowed, I think. But isn't friendship supposed to be couples too? Jeesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;On to the next point, that was 75% and the other 25% will be things like watching the TV series I'm following ever since last year like;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Revenge (ABC):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tvsomniac.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/revenge-abc-logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 392px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Emily Thorne comes to the Hamptons for the summer, renting a home next to the Grayson family to enjoy a bright summer. However, it's clear Emily has been to the Hamptons before as a little girl. In reality, Emily is Amanda Clarke, whose father was framed for a crime he didn't commit and sent to prison for life. She was permanently separated from him and never saw him again. Now, she's returned to the Hamptons, intent on getting revenge against those who wronged her and her father, the top of that list being Victoria Grayson, matriarch of the Grayson family and the woman whom her father loved and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she sets her plan in motion, Emily tries to navigate the upper society to destroy those who betrayed her father. But the further she goes, the more her emotions get involved and the more she questions her motives and the moves she makes. who, in the end, betrayed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Nikita (CW):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://seriable.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/nikita-season-2-top-600x350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://seriable.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/nikita-season-2-top-600x350.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 350px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;The series centers on a secret government-funded organization known as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;Division&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;. Recruiting young people with troubled backgrounds, Division erases all evidence of their past lives and molds them into efficient spies and assassins. Having broken away from the government, Division now performs operations for their own gain, hurting their country if need be. However, Nikita, a Division agent, has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the outside, she trains a woman name Alex, who then becomes a recruit inside Division, working as a mole for her mentor. Having trained Nikita, Michael, a Division operative, is ordered by his boss and Division's leader, Percy, to deal with his former student. In the meantime, Division continues training its recruits and performing operations, unaware of Nikita's mole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt; gone rogue after her fiancé is killed by Division. She makes it her mission to bring Division down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Ringer (CW):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.poptower.com/pic-65903/ringer-cw-tv-show.jpg?d=600" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;Twin sisters Bridget and Siobhan have been estranged for the last six years and find that their lives are both unravelling at the same time. Bridget, a recovering addict and ex-stripper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;, is on the run from the mob after witnessing a murder. She flees to her twin sister Siobhan's home. The sisters seem to be repairing their broken relationship until Siobhan mysteriously disappears overboard during a boat trip the sisters take together. Bridget takes on Siobhan's identity and soon discovers her sister's seemingly perfect life is full of secrets. Later, viewers learn that Siobhan faked her death and is now living in France, with an unknown agenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Hart of Dixie (CW):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMw2C3a2aC8/Tjr2g-A5wDI/AAAAAAAAIDA/p4h9v4zeBEo/s1600/hart_of_dixie_poster_art_rachel_bilson_2011_a_p.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Fast-talking New Yorker and brand new doctor Zoe Hart has it all figured out—after graduating top of her class from medical school, she'll follow in her father's footsteps and become a cardio-thoracic surgeon. But when her dreams fall apart, Zoe decides to accept an offer from a stranger, Dr. Harley Wilkes, to work with him at his small practice in Bluebell, Alabama. Zoe arrives in this small Gulf Coast town only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span  &gt; to find that Harley has passed away and left his half of the medical practice to her in his will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"  &gt;She quickly finds that Southern hospitality isn't always so hospitable—the other doctor in town, Brick Breeland, is less than pleased to be sharing the practice with this young outsider, and his daughter, Lemon, is a Southern belle whose sweet disposition turns sour when she meets Zoe. Zoe's only allies are the mayor, former football star Lavon Hayes, her bad-boy neighbor Wade Kinsella, and handsome lawyer George Tucker – who just happens to be Lemon's fiancé. Zoe is out of her element and ready to pack her bags, but a surprise visit by her snobby New York mother leads to Zoe's decision to stay in Bluebell for a while, discovering small-town life and a side of herself she hadn't known was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Once Upon a Time (ABC):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://seriable.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/once-upon-a-time-600x332.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 332px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;The story is set in the small town of Storybrooke, Maine. The town is populated by characters from fairy tales, who have been exiled to the real world due to a curse cast by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen_(Snow_White)" title="Queen (Snow White)" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(11, 0, 128); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;the Evil Queen&lt;/a&gt; as part of a revenge plot against &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snow_White" title="Snow White" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(11, 0, 128); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;Snow White&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prince_Charming" title="Prince Charming" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(11, 0, 128); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;Prince Charming&lt;/a&gt;. Because of the curse, the inhabitants of Storybrooke have no memory of their true identities and have been stuck timelessly in Storybrooke for years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;This changes when Henry, the adopted son of Storybrookes Mayor Regina Mills (also Lana Parrilla), seeks out his birth mother, Emma Swan, a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bounty_hunter" title="Bounty hunter" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(11, 0, 128); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;bounty hunter&lt;/a&gt; living in Boston and coerces her to come to Storybrooke. Henry, who knows about the curse from a book given him by his teacher Mary Margaret Blanchard, informs Emma that she is the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming and that she is destined to break the curse holding everyone in Storybrooke. Skeptical, Emma decides to stay in Storybrooke after seeing how lonely Henry is and how he is emotionally neglected by his mother. In staying, Emma continues to run afoul of Mayor Mills. This conflict only increases when Emma becomes the town Sheriff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Each episode usually focuses on one main character who is experiencing some sort of conflict in Storybrooke. Flashbacks also show what their character's story was in the fairy tale world of the Enchanted Forest. In the first season, almost all of the flashbacks involved &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rumplestiltskin" title="Rumplestiltskin" class="mw-redirect" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(11, 0, 128); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;Rumplestiltskin&lt;/a&gt; making deals with the protagonists as part of some sort of machiavellian plot. In Storybrooke, Rumplestiltskin is known as Mr Gold, the wealthiest man in town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0.4em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Those are some I followed like crazy. Gossip Girl? Not so much now, at least not until the new season arrives because this season is somehow more Blair-and-her-complicated-love-life focused. I miss when it's all about gossip girl and the rest of the Upper East Siders. Or I maybe I'm just Serena bias. She is just sooo down to earth yet so beautiful. It's not a wonder why I love all the movies she starred in like Green Lantern and Elvis and Annabelle. So come on Gossip Girl writers, bring more Serena scenes! As for Revenge and Nikita, things are getting so heat up. Goodness, I'm squealing with excitement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;That's that, the other thing I spent some of time on are these;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://img829.imageshack.us/img829/6720/days2rememberbanner.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img856.imageshack.us/img856/3488/memoirkeeper.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/4863/lifeofaneez.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;These will be put up on my links section once the others have finish. And yes, those banners represent the blogs of my good friends of RP Cluster. Well, I don't know if they'll like it but I hope they do. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Guess, that's enough updates for now. I'll see you awesome people later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-6963058259663158984?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6963058259663158984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/02/75-and-25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6963058259663158984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6963058259663158984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/02/75-and-25.html' title='The 75% and 25%'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMw2C3a2aC8/Tjr2g-A5wDI/AAAAAAAAIDA/p4h9v4zeBEo/s72-c/hart_of_dixie_poster_art_rachel_bilson_2011_a_p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-6930547119577659243</id><published>2012-02-09T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T15:56:46.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MMORPG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terminator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Downs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AikaSEA'/><title type='text'>The Ups and Downs of a Teenage MMORPG Gamer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LWbO1Norra0/TzRWKaFIP0I/AAAAAAAAATs/9M0TeUfvo70/s1600/Flowers.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LWbO1Norra0/TzRWKaFIP0I/AAAAAAAAATs/9M0TeUfvo70/s400/Flowers.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707281364584775490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;As you can see, for nearly days now, I got caught up playing this MMORPG introduced by &lt;b&gt;Mayu-nee&lt;/b&gt;. To think it can be this addictive, well sometimes it can be a bit boring without some friends to go on a dungeon quest together but I'm still hoping. The world there is like the fantasy universe that I have always hoped to go travel around, despite it is only virtually. But hey, at least it's free. I've got my ups and downs while playing that game. My ups would be every time I leveled up.. my downs would be those freaking&lt;span&gt; human slayers&lt;/span&gt; lurking around, which I call them the '&lt;b&gt;TERMINATOR&lt;/b&gt;.' I mean seriously, the first time I got pwned was when I was walking &lt;i&gt;oh-so-lalala&lt;/i&gt; to Joshua Farm, then BAM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Game over, do you wish to restart at your save point?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7DO6sCxJME/TzRSn_RyzhI/AAAAAAAAATI/P93qh-0gXPc/s1600/neutral-whyyyyy.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7DO6sCxJME/TzRSn_RyzhI/AAAAAAAAATI/P93qh-0gXPc/s320/neutral-whyyyyy.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707277474739703314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 199px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was traumatized. Because it was effin' scary. So sudden.. I didn't even get the chance to see the face of my killer. Since I was subjected to the lasting shock that resulted from that emotionally disturbing experience, I couldn't take another step away from town but then my little sister reassured me that there was no way the lunatic's gonna appear again. I was like, you're right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I continued my adventure to the farm and as I was fighting off some fiends then BIBBIDI-BOBBIDI-BOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;TERMINATOR&lt;/b&gt; APPEARED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'Game over, do you wish to start at your save point?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONVX93hhUoA/TzRSnlOQ5GI/AAAAAAAAATA/kZxPPKgFEs0/s320/misc-are-you-fucking-kidding-me-clean.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707277467745576034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 128px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dang, DO YOU KNOW HOW FAR I HAD TO WALK ALL THE WAY THERE?! I went back to the crime scene and began screaming at the laptop, slipping some very anger-driven cursing. LAWL. I wanted to 'shout' these dissatisfactions I felt, nevertheless, I just let them go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;After a while, I was sent to another troop at the swamp and again I was doing their ridiculous quest. 'Collecting 30 earrings,' I had to fight nearly 40 monsters to find those. And as they say, third time's the charm right?... &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I just finished my fourth killing when &lt;i&gt;magically&lt;/i&gt; I &lt;b&gt;died&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5dnNn634hxk/TzRSnW_oDCI/AAAAAAAAASs/bErYU4b_qN4/s1600/disgusted-oh-god-why.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5dnNn634hxk/TzRSnW_oDCI/AAAAAAAAASs/bErYU4b_qN4/s320/disgusted-oh-god-why.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707277463926082594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes.. give it up for the &lt;b&gt;TERMINATOR&lt;/b&gt;. *insert intense theme song here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hey, seriously is he stalking me? Maybe that's his way of showing his affection towards me? I mean, RP Cluster has an odd way of showing them too, especially to the new members... they spammed. So Mister &lt;b&gt;TERMINATOR&lt;/b&gt; couldn't be true to his feelings and just pwn me all the way to show that he is always there, stalking me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kDBrku6_bs/TzRSm3lMytI/AAAAAAAAASY/Ut6rvj9SDhg/s1600/annoyed-im-watching-u.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1kDBrku6_bs/TzRSm3lMytI/AAAAAAAAASY/Ut6rvj9SDhg/s320/annoyed-im-watching-u.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707277455493745362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 273px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Fortunately my save point was just nearby. I, with my self-control and calm demeanour, returned to the crime scene and post on the chat box in the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;font size="20"&gt;'FCKKKK. Can't you see I'm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; just a noob? Y U KILL ME?!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; FCKKKKK.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jHlAmnRgNvQ/TzRSnM_ugiI/AAAAAAAAASk/ZdidHSSrJJI/s320/Meme.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707277461242151458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;That is what to expect from an unstable state of a girl who's trying to finish her quest so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Seriously,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;TERMINATOR&lt;/b&gt;, get your blade away from me, at least until I got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size="20"&gt;crazy strong&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="20"&gt;crazy murder&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span&gt;you.&lt;/span&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/2235714072356804159-6930547119577659243?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6930547119577659243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/02/ups-and-downs-of-teenager-mmorpg-gamer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6930547119577659243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6930547119577659243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/02/ups-and-downs-of-teenager-mmorpg-gamer.html' title='The Ups and Downs of a Teenage MMORPG Gamer.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LWbO1Norra0/TzRWKaFIP0I/AAAAAAAAATs/9M0TeUfvo70/s72-c/Flowers.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-2845613199219634563</id><published>2012-02-05T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T21:37:13.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graffiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visual Novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maaya Sakamoto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shimotsuki Haruka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tune the Rainbow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RP Cluster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.K. Rowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love spamming'/><title type='text'>THE RP CLUSTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;How long has it been since then, 2.. 3 weeks? I lost count. &lt;i&gt;Dang&lt;/i&gt;, and 2012 has just begun too, yet I failed already to become a frequent blogger. You could say, I was &lt;i&gt;busy&lt;/i&gt;... in the beginning. Right after the one week Lunar new Year holiday, I reverted back to my old lazy self. Spend my days &lt;b&gt;lazing around like a boss&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;daydreaming like a boss&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;go for a jog in the morning like&lt;/b&gt;... &lt;b&gt;something&lt;/b&gt;. You awesome people are probably wondering what nonsense is this girl blurting about now? &lt;i&gt;Busy&lt;/i&gt;? Oh yes, I was with a &lt;i&gt;certain&lt;/i&gt; project. During the break, the RP Cluster gang and I sort of&lt;i&gt; bonded&lt;/i&gt; in our own, &lt;b&gt;special&lt;/b&gt; way. &lt;b&gt;No&lt;/b&gt;, not that kind of perverted way, instead by &lt;b&gt;spamming&lt;/b&gt;. It seems all the members have found their inner, hidden talent... that is, spamming. I couldn't even believe I was capable of doing so, but after that one night of posting comments equally to &lt;b&gt;1,138&lt;/b&gt;... it's obvious. Those members possessed true spamming talents! Maybe I should put a sign like '&lt;b&gt;BEWARE! Spammers alert&lt;/b&gt;.' Then again, who doesn't love spammers? I know I do. Whilst we were celebrating the joyful event, we came to a conclusion to make some sort of contest like who would be the &lt;b&gt;1000th commenter&lt;/b&gt; at midnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;As the clock struck 12, the comments had surpassed its target post. So some very hard-working member did some counting (not I) and the winner was none other than Yuffie-senpai. It was strange and hilarious. Honestly, I was laughing my &lt;i&gt;butt&lt;/i&gt; off. I couldn't even type properly because senpai was saying that the winner would receive a kiss from Genesis (yes, THE Genesis, as in the one in Crisis Core). Then ironically, she was the winner, which also explained my sudden burst of laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKw5lWCtxeY/Ty5GdTOF4uI/AAAAAAAAARo/3Dem1cT1QtI/s1600/Commemorative%2BPhoto.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKw5lWCtxeY/Ty5GdTOF4uI/AAAAAAAAARo/3Dem1cT1QtI/s320/Commemorative%2BPhoto.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705575247114527458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Since that event meant a lot to me, I decided to take something like a &lt;b&gt;commemorative photo&lt;/b&gt; just for the sake I won't forget that memory. Truth be told, I never thought I would enjoy so much the company of online friends more than those I know in real. Such a twisted thinking I have because some people I know kept saying online friends are not real, they are simply people who you met &lt;i&gt;virtually&lt;/i&gt;. Well, to the particular person who told me that narrow-minded ways of thinking, it sure sucks to be you because those online friends I met are REAL enough to me, more than you can ever imagine. At least, they know the real me and support me in all the things I do. Which brings me to the next point, the project that I was busy with was actually a visual novel game, 'RP Cluster the Game.' Yes, obviously, the members of that group in FB inspired me to create it. Took me nearly five days to make the first chapter including the OP. While making it, I didn't think the game would receive so much support but I was wrong. They are the best. I love who they appreciate the effort I put into making it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7T7Cg-MTx74/Ty5IYilpLII/AAAAAAAAAR0/SRiT1y9-2og/s1600/RP%2BCLUSTER%2BEG.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7T7Cg-MTx74/Ty5IYilpLII/AAAAAAAAAR0/SRiT1y9-2og/s320/RP%2BCLUSTER%2BEG.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705577364363750530" style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d_-VfP6uG3g/Ty5JUC2kzkI/AAAAAAAAASM/3w-ROIzPr9E/s320/Fave.%2BScene.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705578386636983874" style="text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Some screencaps I took. Who knew I could crack people up with my (sometimes) nonsensical jokes? I'm just glad they enjoyed it. So many positive feedbacks, I am all fired up to be making chapter 2. The ideas all are in my head, but let me tell you, they are not as funny and happy as the first chapter was. Something tells me it'll be a bit more serious or I hope it will. Because the second chapter will, more or less, tell the story why those girls decide to join the club... &lt;i&gt;voluntarily&lt;/i&gt;. The girls I'm talking about are obviously, &lt;b&gt;Chloe, Harumi, Mayu, Namine and Saki&lt;/b&gt;. All the characters are arranged in alphabet order not in favourable form by the way. LAWL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/l5avt-7n3kc?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;That is my attempt to make an OP of the game and below is an another attempt to make an ED. But no matter how I look at it, the video still looks like another OP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZD_PQk16nDQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well, since I took a step forward by updating my blog, let's hope I will take another step forward to start doing chapter 2 as well as the next chapter for Dance of the Evanescent. You don't know how excited I am to be sharing with the people about my story... it's just that... putting them in words, I can never express the situation well enough. In the end of every chapter, it always leave me with this incomplete sense of feeling like it's not enough. Man, I wish J.K Rowling was here to give me some advice, or even Jane Austen. OR maybe WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE himself-- /SHOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;____________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Things I do while writing this post: Banging my head to the first song on the blog while clapping my hands to the rhythm as if I was folk-dancing... really, this song should be the one used when the Capital City of Ourania was dancing at the bonfire festival. Yep, no more Winnie for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-2845613199219634563?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2845613199219634563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/02/those-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2845613199219634563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2845613199219634563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/02/those-people.html' title='THE RP CLUSTER'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKw5lWCtxeY/Ty5GdTOF4uI/AAAAAAAAARo/3Dem1cT1QtI/s72-c/Commemorative%2BPhoto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-8428000636253464609</id><published>2012-01-21T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T08:13:47.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winnie the Pooh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romeo and Juliet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Painted Lady'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babbles'/><title type='text'>Her babbles 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can probably hear, the first song that will boom out from your speaker is... none other than '&lt;b&gt;Winnie the Pooh&lt;/b&gt;.' Ahahaha, I thought I should lay off the gloominess and the sentimental music playing in the background, rather put some happy music to cheer up the atmosphere of the blog a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rest assure, my obsession with Winnie the Pooh is not as sudden as it seems. In fact, I am actually, a big Disney/Classics dork. I mean...&lt;b&gt; who isn't&lt;/b&gt;? They played a big role in my childhood. I remember re-playing the tapes from Snow White to the Little Mermaid because back then there were no CDs, even if there was any, it would be as expensive as a PS3. Okay, maybe that was a bit too expensive but you get the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was so happy when Disney released a new Winnie the Pooh movie last year. Of course with the same ol' (adorable) Christopher Robin. Too bad the real Christopher Robin wasn't as cute -- personality-wise. I don't think what Mr. Milne did anything wrong though, to the point that his son; Christopher Robin himself &lt;i&gt;sorta&lt;/i&gt; 'hated' his father for creating the character the Pooh's Robin based on him. I think any kid would want their father to write stuffs about them. Of course some things would be pretty embarrassing but overall, it's &lt;b&gt;sweet&lt;/b&gt;.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you people are curious what I'm talking about, go check wikipedia. I remember spending a lot of time reading about him last year. ^^;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;It'll be nice if Disney would release more great movies like these. I am ecstatic about the release of Beauty and the Beast 3D and all but just making them 3D isn't gonna cut it. Make more animated movies like Tangled. Or a sequel... but then, most sequels tend to&lt;i&gt; sucks&lt;/i&gt;. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;But don't worry, I would still watch Beauty and the Beast 3D. Even bookmarked the GSC website to book once it's out. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was staring off in the distance so while I was at it, I thought, 'Might as well snap some pictures of my Disney dorkiness.' Then babble a bit about myself and other things. Ahaha. You don't have to read the rest of the entry because I think it's boring just writing about stories here and there so... fresh air~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rHuOVIAXvg0/TxrUqZ2S8AI/AAAAAAAAAQo/qZMOLUk6ahg/s320/Pooh.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700102103348998146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-itlNgaDghZc/TxrUrJpTzrI/AAAAAAAAARA/6cbZBJdPaXQ/s320/Pooh3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700102116179431090" style="text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lols, my Pooh&amp;amp;Tigger&amp;amp;Piglet gang stickers plastered on my wall and the Pooh's frame I got from my sister on 2007. Most of the things on the table are gifts apart from the book and the KUROSHITSUJI's mug I bought at Comic Fiesta '11. :) If anyone's curious, the book title is The Painted Lady by Maeve Haran. The story took place in London and based on a true story of Frances Steward, Duchess of Richmond, who's up until now, famous for refusing to be a mistress of Charles II. I really enjoyed reading it and so far, this one's my favourite. If you're not a fan of historical events, then this might not be your cup of tea though. ^^; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Then below are some extra screen shots of my personal books while the rest are kept in the living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcS7Gc9cVd0/TxrUrn89ZCI/AAAAAAAAARM/iGPoPuQCt2w/s1600/Books.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcS7Gc9cVd0/TxrUrn89ZCI/AAAAAAAAARM/iGPoPuQCt2w/s320/Books.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700102124314911778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8K7ldaymXzY/TxrUr2a0h4I/AAAAAAAAARc/HZukw-G9_MU/s1600/Books2.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8K7ldaymXzY/TxrUr2a0h4I/AAAAAAAAARc/HZukw-G9_MU/s320/Books2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700102128198256514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;There was one point, I was extremely into Vampires as you can see at the dark-esque books apart from (&lt;i&gt;yes&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;b&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/b&gt; and the fantasy book at the end. Just to be clear, it was not Twilight that made me obsessed with those creatures of the night. I despise Twilight. :I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/b&gt; would be my second favourite for now. I honestly didn't think I would cry while reading it because of the ridiculous story of lovers killing themselves for the sake of love, what more, for a stupid misunderstanding. We heard a lot of versions so we won't be so sure how the story really happened, even I was confused at one moment so I took the initiative to buy the book and discover it myself. I was surprised at the truth and all I could say now... it was just &lt;i&gt;bad luck&lt;/i&gt;. Really, if you guys want to know then continue to read on but if not, then... just leave. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;If I remember correctly, Juliet was forced to wed Paris despite at the time, she had already married Romeo in secret. Desperately did not want to marry Paris, Juliet took the drug which was given by someone she knew that would put her into a death-like coma for 42 hours. A messenger was dispatched to inform Romeo of her state but unfortunately, the message did not reach him. Thinking that Juliet was dead, Romeo bought a poison (..err, a bit too dramatic there mister) and confront Paris who was still mourning for Juliet's fake-passing. Paris was really in love with Juliet too actually. ;___; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;A battle ensued between them, and of course, Paris died. Then Romeo drank the poison, and DIED. Suddenly, Juliet woke up but seeing Romeo's dead body... she took his dagger and stabbed herself... and DIED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;So basically, that was what really happened. What humiliating was the fact; I cried. Yes, there were tears. Probably because how it was written. Even though, it took a while for me to understand the old English and all but I managed. I wish there was a complete novelization of Romeo and Juliet rather than the play-script. &lt;i&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;That was Romeo and Juliet, and the big red book you see on the other picture is actually a dictionary, which my mum bought while she was in U.S., studying and now she handed it to me. It looks pretty old but the contents are pretty decent. :D The book next to it is Emma by Jane Austen that I bought along with the Painted Lady. It's a very good book but personally, I think isn't as good as the Painted Lady but I can't wait to buy more of her books though -- the famous Jane Austen. &lt;i&gt;*love*&lt;/i&gt; The stack of papers are list of 1000 Kanji. Yes, 1000 with 200 pages. CRAZY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;The drawing that you can partially see is drawn by none other than my sweetheart, Neeya. Lol. I've known her from grade school and surprisingly until now. After approximately four years of separating, we met again on 2010, a meeting organized by Iskandar. Also the day she gave me the drawing, knowing how much I was in love with Akihiko. She's the sweetest! Those who went to Comic Fiesta might know her because she opened a booth there. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I guess I should end this long post. Feels good to write about yourself and your interests once in a while. Until then, &lt;i&gt;au revoir&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-8428000636253464609?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8428000636253464609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/01/her-babbles-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8428000636253464609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8428000636253464609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/01/her-babbles-i.html' title='Her babbles 1'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rHuOVIAXvg0/TxrUqZ2S8AI/AAAAAAAAAQo/qZMOLUk6ahg/s72-c/Pooh.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-5341299684630908167</id><published>2012-01-16T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T19:35:49.588-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='days2remember'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoriizu keeper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance of the evanescent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reminscene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayu'/><title type='text'>new banner + wallpaper + new characters = ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...Really, I just have &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; too much time on my hands don't I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes, I wrote this post out of extreme boredom. I don't know what should I do.. sure I have lots of things to do and all but... I just can't get on it. Lol, again with the excuses. Last weekends, since I honestly have way too much time to myself, I made another banner (again). Though, it intended to be a wallpaper. In the end it becomes a banner and a wallpaper that took me nearly two whole days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Voila&lt;/i&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img710.imageshack.us/img710/5405/danceoftheevanescentban.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Featuring all the main characters (so far... maybe) that have been on my mind for some time now. Yes, the blonde on the left and the gray-haired on the right are new and not yet to be revealed. Let's hope I can introduce them soon in the later chapters. Personally, I like them because of their roles in the story are somewhat different from the other current characters in the story, and I am also trying different culture other than the baroque-fantasy style. But regrettably, I am still somewhat lacking in that field. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;The wallpaper version 1 (1369x771 - Open in new tab to enlarge) ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/5268/danceoftheevanescentwal.png" width="460" height="259" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;However, my sister said she hated that one, so I had to change the colouring and texture a bit (I like version 1 though). Resulting into, version 2;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/5268/danceoftheevanescentwal.png" width="460" height="259" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;There are three characters that some of my great friends inspired me to create. The first, or two, which you guys are probably familiar with; Mayu and Quess. Or should I say, Mayu is actually my friend's net name. While Quess is actually Mutsuki from her story and this certain manga, which I shall not reveal its name due to some reasons. Really, I don't know what happened... I &lt;i&gt;used to&lt;/i&gt; really like that manga. Lol. I guess I can't take seeing a girl surrounded by many (very, extremely) good-looking guys but in the end, she had to only pick one. ಠ益ಠ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;That reason alone, drives me nuts. POOR OTHER BEAUTIFUL MEN. :'C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;But then again, I probably can't stand watching her all lovey-dovey with my favourite. Goodness, I sure have some strange, severe-case of fangirl-&lt;i&gt;ment&lt;/i&gt; issues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;....okay, this post has gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;ultimately &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;weird&lt;/b&gt;. I was just going to explore more about the characters but look at what this turns to? Fangirl-&lt;i&gt;ment&lt;/i&gt; issues &lt;b&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt; ADHD. &lt;i&gt;Great&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Anyway, the weird parts aside, go check out Mayu's blog and story. Those who love Natsume Yuujinchou or Nurarihyon no Mago or youkai-related or&lt;b&gt; ALL OF THE ABOVE&lt;/b&gt;, should definitely check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://crystalxnight.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;days2remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Next we have Reminscene. I had a hard time pronouncing (lol), so I checked up google translate and; problem solved. This character is inspired by, also, a great friend of mine, who also writes stories.&lt;i&gt; Yes&lt;/i&gt;, I am surrounded by many talented writers. Go check her blog too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://memories-under-thesky.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;Memories under the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I don't know much about Reminscene but I will try and do him justice, which I hope I did the same with Mayu (and Quess)! But Reminscene is indeed a very mysterious young lad. I know, ladies... just imagine if he's animated. &lt;i&gt;HOHOHO&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;To think a post out of boredom could turn out to be this long? Anyway, thanks who actually read this and thanks my friends for the support. And thank you Mayu and 'Memoriizu Keeper' for letting me use your characters. Don't kill me if they are out of character. /shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And oh yes, I forgot to ask their last names. Would be cool if you guys could tell me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(251, 251, 251); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-center; "&gt;("⌒∇⌒")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(251, 251, 251); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(251, 251, 251); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;Until next time, take care my lovelies~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-5341299684630908167?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5341299684630908167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/01/dance-of-evanescent-new-banner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5341299684630908167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5341299684630908167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/01/dance-of-evanescent-new-banner.html' title='new banner + wallpaper + new characters = ?'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-2169694756304878072</id><published>2012-01-13T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T19:45:56.481-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter XX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance of the evanescent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the contradiction'/><title type='text'>nouveau chapitre !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;i&gt;Oui&lt;/i&gt;, as the title says, nouveau chapitre or instead, new chapter of Dances of the Evanescent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter XX&lt;/b&gt; (20!!!) - &lt;b&gt;The Contradiction.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;We are now back to Alice-focused of the story and this time, she has a small, brief conversation with Quess. When I say 'brief' like really brief and quick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I honestly wanted to put more dialogues but my teacher's words keep telling me inside my mind, &lt;i&gt;'too many dialogues are bit immature, try to refrain of putting dialogues and...'&lt;/i&gt; whatnot, I forgot the last part. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;And in the last part, I revealed an certain ability for the character Mayu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;I used fonic symbols to capture that fantasy feeling and it directly translates as;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span &gt;'O' divine maiden, Ceres. Bless me with thy power; petra.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;i&gt;Petra&lt;/i&gt; also means rock in Greek by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;So, tell me what you think and until next time my lilies~:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-2169694756304878072?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2169694756304878072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/01/nouveau-chapitre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2169694756304878072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2169694756304878072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/01/nouveau-chapitre.html' title='nouveau chapitre !'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-8957360671894663445</id><published>2012-01-09T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T18:31:29.817-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUTURE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Career of choice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='troubled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dilemma'/><title type='text'>What if...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q79zHS5Oevw/TwucynaoaMI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/FiTLIg9xMJ8/s1600/Confused.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q79zHS5Oevw/TwucynaoaMI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/FiTLIg9xMJ8/s320/Confused.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695818547128199362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Currently, I am in a somewhat troubled situation. It's already 2012, and I still have no clue of what I want to achieve in life or even what I wanna do in the future. I have to come up with answers soon as starting from January 9th, I need to fill the form for Universities/Colleges application. Thus the predicament I am in. I tried asking my mum but... she couldn't provide the answers I needed. There are actually many things I want in life.. many &lt;i&gt;impossible&lt;/i&gt; things. I don't wanna end up in situation where I were to choose a course then suddenly, I realized that course just not meant for me so I had to change to another course. I don't want to waste time just like that now do I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;But what should I choose when I have no talents whatsoever. Gosh, if only I would be more confident with myself, but that's how reality is.. if people say I can write, then there are other millions people in the world (and some I even know) that could write, flawlessly, void of any grammatical errors. Recently I was thinking to take Criminology but some sources said Biology is necessary, which I suck ultimately at and certain that my biology grade for SPM would be... goodness, who knows; D?  HOHOHOHO. /shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Graphics design&lt;/b&gt; sounds cool but I can't draw. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Medical&lt;/b&gt;? Out of the question, failed biology. (Not exactly fail just... a 'D'.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Writer&lt;/b&gt;? In Malaysia, everyone knows it's hard to be successful unless you are writing a very &lt;i&gt;romantic&lt;/i&gt; novel in Malay. :|&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there was once a time I wanted to be in a game development company as the &lt;b&gt;screenplay writer&lt;/b&gt;.. but where in Malaysia is there such company ? Unless there is a Square-Enix branch in Malaysia.. o____o Would be awesome though if there was one.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;GAH! So many 'What if' questions in my head. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'What if my SPM results are O______O?' (Too scary to even use words to describe it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'What if I would just leech off my parents?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'What if I fail in life?' LOOOOOOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'What if I chose the wrong course?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Guess, the only person I can really turn to is... well, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-8957360671894663445?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8957360671894663445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8957360671894663445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8957360671894663445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-if.html' title='What if...'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q79zHS5Oevw/TwucynaoaMI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/FiTLIg9xMJ8/s72-c/Confused.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-6703615234990509655</id><published>2012-01-05T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T19:44:15.935-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance of the Evanescent XIX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Soldier&apos;s Honour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Banner'/><title type='text'>New Banner + New Chapter !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Ah, yes. Recently, I took the liberty to complete my unfinished banner that was deserted for  a month now. I intended to make a new, OFFICIAL banner of the series, 'Dance of the Evanescent' but then I came to the realization, I could not put all the characters in one banner. HOHOHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;i&gt;voila&lt;/i&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://img97.imageshack.us/img97/4166/danceoftheevanescent.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;...sooooo~? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;This banner is to commemorate the encounter between Alice and Mayu (as well as Quess.) I shall introduce the characters above and what role do they play in DOtE; from left to right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Behind: Chloe, Mayu, young Quess and Zachary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Front: Alice, Quess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;As you can see, there are two Quess. Yep. Even I fancy this character I created myself (although he is inspired by this certain character). Very, very strange indeed. And the middle lady shall remain a mystery for the time being. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;As for the chapter, I have finally updated DOtE with &lt;b&gt;chapter XIX - A Soldier's Honour&lt;/b&gt;. This chapter is more or less; Zachary-focused. Frankly speaking, I did not intend to make it into one but it just... happened. I sure hope no one dislikes Zachary. I just thought, maybe, he deserved some spotlight before his death. Putting that aside, I can believe DOtE is already in chapter 19. Really... this is the longest story I have ever written and I hope I can finish it! There are so many mysteries to be unravel, as well as new characters to be revealed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-6703615234990509655?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6703615234990509655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-banner-new-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6703615234990509655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6703615234990509655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-banner-new-chapter.html' title='New Banner + New Chapter !'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-9034837221682417979</id><published>2011-12-11T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:44:26.422-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chapter XVIII'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance of the Evanescent Chapter XVII'/><title type='text'>More DotE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I am on a roll. Two more chapters are out! Thank you again for the endless support to those who read them. As usual, I will be giving a very short summary of the chapters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Chapter XVII - The Confession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As stated by the title. There will be a confession. What kind of confession? That, you have to discover for yourself. And Ourania is having a festival. Let's hope nothing will get in the way of their celebration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Chapter XVIII - Two Unexpected Encounters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Introducing, two new characters. Whilst Alice and Zachary are taking their time at the festival, a young lady approaches them, much to Alice's surprise. Then Alice will be revealed to a shocking truth about the past... or maybe herself. And are the people, who she encounters her allies, or her worst enemies? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-9034837221682417979?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/9034837221682417979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-dote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/9034837221682417979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/9034837221682417979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-dote.html' title='More DotE!'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-2060116166927256354</id><published>2011-12-11T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T02:58:19.714-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance of the Evanescent chapter XVI'/><title type='text'>Dance of the Evanescent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes. Finally. After for so many months, a new chapter has finally surfaced.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All thanks to the support given by my loyal reader(s). Without the support, I don't think I will ever continue it. And it feels nice to be writing again. I really hope the new chapter can regain back the attentions it had once received during the early chapters. Truth to be told, Dance of the Evanescent is the longest series I have ever written. Now that I think about it, I really want to finish it. So many plots and twists still await to be unfold. For instance who truly is Alice? I had heard from some people that she is in fact Chloe. But hey, that particular assumption could be wrong. /grins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Or maybe it is actually true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One thing I like about writing is sharing my imagination with others. Keeping them to myself isn't just enough. And one thing I like about reading is that, I get the chance to feel the imaginations of others. There are no boundaries when it comes to imagination. One's imagination can be really vast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So anyway, back to the real purpose of this post (seriously... I keep shifting topics. My apologies), the new chapter of Dance of the Evanescent is out;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chapter XVI - The Offering Deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was out of ideas, couldn't think of a more interesting name for the chapter. Let me just summarize a little about the chapter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It starts with Alice wondering about the encounter she have had in the previous chapter. She seeks an answer but at the same time, she is afraid of what conclusion she may come to. Whilst thinking, someone is slowly making his way towards Alice, unnoticed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I hope my loyal readers will enjoy them. Then I shall post up another new chapter in haste.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thank you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-2060116166927256354?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2060116166927256354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/12/dance-of-evanescent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2060116166927256354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2060116166927256354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/12/dance-of-evanescent.html' title='Dance of the Evanescent'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-5645507106033063961</id><published>2011-12-08T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T23:25:57.731-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPM is over'/><title type='text'>Re-Revival.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Greeting readers and bloggers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It has been so long since my last post. I feel so ashamed to admit it has been several months now. To think I actually made this blog but never even bothered to write anything. Nevertheless, it is never too late for a fresh start yes (although I have been on hiatus on and off the previous months and years)? *sceptical* ...Of course not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;These past few months, a lot has happened and a lot has passed by. For instance, I have finally graduated high school -- thank Allah (S.W.T.) for that -- and managed to sit for my final test in High School, which in Malaysia is known as SPM. I have tried to utmost endeavour to be absolutely positive in this but nay, I simply cannot. One thing about that is I tend to think of the bad side of the picture rather than the good side of it. For me, it is better not to have high hopes than have my high hopes shatter into gazillion pieces once the results are out. I possess neither the intelligence nor confidence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;However, I am happy for myself that I am slowly maturing and improving especially with my writing. Maybe not as flawless and creative or as vocabulary-rich as the others, but hey, it's better than nothing at all. :) Within these few months I have to myself and school-free, I intend to finish my stories and update this blog as frequently as I can. It'll be good to have something to record my everyday life and since I am currently always at home, I don't meet up with people much, hence I don't have people to talk to -- other than my families that is. But there are some things that we just could not -- beyond any doubt-- share with them yeah? Well, most of mine, I simply cannot effort sharing with them. Yes, those things are very humiliating . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am always looking forward to see comments. Though, I am not really expecting one. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I should go and update this nearly-deserted blog. So many things to put, so little time. &lt;i&gt;Riiight&lt;/i&gt;, Aria--- keep the 'em, excuses coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Until then. Cheers. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-5645507106033063961?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5645507106033063961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/12/re-revival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5645507106033063961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5645507106033063961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/12/re-revival.html' title='Re-Revival.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-575158501093645923</id><published>2011-08-20T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T03:25:29.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ludicrous.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey readers[slash]bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite of a long time now, no?&lt;br /&gt;Since my last post, certainly it really has been a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;I could not even recall the last time I posted something.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just ought to give you all the good news,&lt;br /&gt;which is, I am not dead.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the blog still lives.&lt;br /&gt;Quite the usage of words, yes?&lt;br /&gt;I should be more witty when it comes to select the right words to really convey what I am trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, going to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;And trying to find the solution to my tend 'to-beat-around-the-bushes.'&lt;br /&gt;I have been warned by my teacher I school.&lt;br /&gt;...several times now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I fail. Ultimately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she told me to be more precise and straight to the point.&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, but is it not the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;Just simply putting them in different words.&lt;br /&gt;But as you have requested me to do, Mrs. I-Shall-Not-Put-Your-Real-Name-Thus-I-Will-Call-You-MRS.-XYZ.&lt;br /&gt;Then I will do... and try.&lt;br /&gt;And keep trying.&lt;br /&gt;Until I am tired of trying anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, you could also call this a natural talent of playing with words?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. God, even I tend to surprise myself at how awesomely cool I am, loser-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, will try to post more often once Trial Exam is over and Aid break starts.&lt;br /&gt;Until then, faithful readers, which I assumed there barely anyone at all.&lt;br /&gt;But still I am happy just by putting my ludicrous mind into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-575158501093645923?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/575158501093645923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/08/ludicrous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/575158501093645923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/575158501093645923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/08/ludicrous.html' title='Ludicrous.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-403046627728973596</id><published>2011-05-31T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:29:19.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I LOVE SORBET'/><title type='text'>'Oh-so-fantastic...'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last post was on April 20th 2011,&lt;br /&gt;And today is apparently, well, June 1st 2011.&lt;br /&gt;How ironic is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I won't come up with any lame excuse to explain myself.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say, exams got the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;Due to my bad habit of revising all these subjects in the last minute possible,&lt;br /&gt;I've been really occupied with them exams.&lt;br /&gt;'But exams were on the month of May. Whatever happened to me before hand?'&lt;br /&gt;I know right. I didn't even write a special post about my oh-so-fantastic birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Which by the way was on the 1st May.&lt;br /&gt;As far as I could remember, I did nothing so out of ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;Doing my usual, daily activities.&lt;br /&gt;And not expecting any surprises or even... presents, really.&lt;br /&gt;I told my parents I want no cake.&lt;br /&gt;Because I find cake to be ultimately... insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;So as Birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;I admit, where I was an innocent kid I simply cannot wait for 1st May to arrive, but now,&lt;br /&gt;Man, what's the difference?&lt;br /&gt;That's just... probably my opinion. But if others birthday -- others as in those important to me --&lt;br /&gt;I take their birthday very seriously -- YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE MY LOVES. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, my dad bought me cake.&lt;br /&gt;...Well, actually, my sister and I shared... I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Hers was on the 27th.&lt;br /&gt;And we didn't get the chance to really celebrate it considering she was far away in Kedah&lt;br /&gt;at that time.&lt;br /&gt;It was one of Secret Recipe cakes again...&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love their cakes, but the prices...&lt;br /&gt;My parents gave me RM100. As, I guess, birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;Another confession; I did tell them I simply want just... cash.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, it was just an ego of mine seeing I am pretty much in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;teenage-rebel phase&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;Still, thanks mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;I do love you guys, very, very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, it was my friends' turn.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really expecting anything.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was expecting nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny said she's going to treat me to Big Bang's upcoming concert.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I was thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;But strong opposition came from my other friends.&lt;br /&gt;Guess they couldn't accept the fact that I'm going to see Big Bang and they... ain't.&lt;br /&gt;I shrugged off the topic. Might as well never mention it again.&lt;br /&gt;These other friends of mine that I spoke of, after some weeks later -- right before exam week --&lt;br /&gt;they treated me out for dinner at Noodles Station.&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time.&lt;br /&gt;And I gotta say, I like the Lychee Sorbet there out of everything. Ahah.&lt;br /&gt;They managed to surprise me, because my mum was saying something like she wanted&lt;br /&gt;to treat me and I was like 'What? Wy? It's just a waste of money. I'm stuffed already.'&lt;br /&gt;She insisted.&lt;br /&gt;So I went anyway. And bam.&lt;br /&gt;It took some minutes for me to digest the scenario.&lt;br /&gt;It was... really, really... how should I put this...&lt;br /&gt;Refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;I never really experienced such surprise event.&lt;br /&gt;It nearly tear me apart, if I may say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha. I guess enough with the sudden emo-ness.&lt;br /&gt;And this whole post consist only of my... 'oh-so-fantastic' birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Here I thought I just wanted to summarize everything that happened before today.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe on the next post. Ahaha. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya later fellas.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holiday to all school students of Malaysia by the way. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-403046627728973596?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/403046627728973596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-so-fantastic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/403046627728973596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/403046627728973596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-so-fantastic.html' title='&apos;Oh-so-fantastic...&apos;'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-7543938157979620833</id><published>2011-04-20T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:29:41.684-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart2Heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4Minute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Are You Still Playing Your Flute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Festival'/><title type='text'>What happened?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah. Like. what happened to this blog?&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for the lack of updates nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy, again, the same lame excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I weren't busy, I was probably be doing something like&lt;br /&gt;resting. Yeah, that's an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, since the kawad competition has ended, so I'm less-busy I guess.&lt;br /&gt;To think I actually joined the Scouts marching this year, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Last time I joined was on 2008.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I could still remember the steps and the formations --&lt;br /&gt;considering we used the same formations.&lt;br /&gt;So, skipping once and twice of the practice didn't cause that much harm. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am stressing over Canteen Day. And I don't like how we called it 'Canteen Day.' xD&lt;br /&gt;I shall replace it with 'School Festival' instead.&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm head of the Kelab Pustaka a.k.a the Bookworm Club (but not so much of a bookworm either), I sort of have to do a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, my friends are helping.&lt;br /&gt;We will be doing two things this year. One is 'Heart2Heart' -- courtesy of the new 4Minute's song -- and a delivery service. We sell chocolates and send them for the people who order.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, due to a number of absent teachers because of the Choral Speaking competition,&lt;br /&gt;we went to the library for like, a short meeting and do some checking up on the order list.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun unlike last year, the juniors and the seniors barely even talked.&lt;br /&gt;But this year, it was different. We mingled around with the juniors.&lt;br /&gt;And it was surprisingly refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;We made nicknames for some. 'Errand boy' and 'Monkey boy.'&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should make one for all of the members. *winkswinkswinks*&lt;br /&gt;Then for the school festival, we will be doing... a Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;L'Readers Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, it will be turned to be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the week prior, 5 Science had our English oral test, where we needed to&lt;br /&gt;create short drama based on the poem 'Are You Still Playing Your Flute?' or 'In the midst of hardships.'&lt;br /&gt;The teachers assigned us in groups, randomly.&lt;br /&gt;which at first when I knew who the members were, I immediately gawked.&lt;br /&gt;I was in denial.&lt;br /&gt;Then my teacher chose me as the leader.&lt;br /&gt;I was stunt.&lt;br /&gt;One of them expected me to do all the work.&lt;br /&gt;I was pissed when I heard that (despite the fact he used to be a friend of mine when I was in form 2).&lt;br /&gt;Let me just describe my members, using the fiction names I made (with the help of Nat&amp;amp;Eera) for the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Justin Beaver (hero) - the guy who agrees to everything if you ask him 'It is okay?' and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;2. Smiley Cyrus (Friend of the heroin) - A very innocent individual, if I may say so myself. She'll say yes to everything, to the point I sometime felt bad whenever I asked her to help.&lt;br /&gt;3. Narrator - The guy who sleeps in class but take the whole 'we-must-make-sure-the-class-is-clean' thing very seriously.  Unbelievable but true. In the morning, he will be the first person checking the duty roster. And do the sweeping or arranging the desks even if he was not on duty.&lt;br /&gt;4. Nick Jonah - Another laid-back guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing them at first, of course I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;But I decided to give it a shot nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;And proudly, I say, it worked out just fine.&lt;br /&gt;I personally think it was great. They memorized their lines and acted perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;While some group never even bothered to remember theirs.&lt;br /&gt;So I was really grateful considering I did the script three times.&lt;br /&gt;After we acted our drama, the people were I think, in awed.&lt;br /&gt;And some even congratulated us. And me. Because surprisingly,&lt;br /&gt;I managed to speak out loud and acted all mad.&lt;br /&gt;I was even shocked myself.&lt;br /&gt;Now, allow me to thank the members once again. Thank you very much guys!&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/2235714072356804159-7543938157979620833?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7543938157979620833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/7543938157979620833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/7543938157979620833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-happen.html' title='What happened?'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-5960869816969576653</id><published>2011-03-19T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:29:53.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Fleeting Dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='is the title of the story.'/><title type='text'>Sneak peek!</title><content type='html'>Hey, peeps.&lt;br /&gt;I am so hyper, right now--&lt;br /&gt;for no apparent reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if I ever mentioned it before;&lt;br /&gt;remember when I said I was gonna do a short story&lt;br /&gt;for the school magazine?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finished it.&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe it wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; long time ago,&lt;br /&gt;it was on the day that I went to Port Dickson with my family.&lt;br /&gt;The vacation was great.&lt;br /&gt;Totally helped me to relax.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, for those interested.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to post a little 'sneak peek' before I post the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I don't know what else to put here.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy~;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:usefelayout/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Oh, wow. This is just so hard to believe…” The girl, Emily, gushed. “You’d finally woke up, Ady.” Emily was so happy she could actually burst into tears.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Their conversation however, was put on a hold when they heard a knocking. The door slowly creaked open. “Good morning, Mr. Adrian Summers. How are you today?” The nurse stepped inside with a tray of just a glass of water and some pills. “Here some medicine to make your groggy go away. I’m certain that your body must be feeling that way, correct?” She asked, with a patient-friendly smile.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Adrian coughed and nodded. “Pretty much.”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Noticing the atmosphere, Emily giggled. “I… should go.” She then shot two thumbs up at her brother and winked as she excused herself.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The nurse’s eyes followed as Emily go and placed the tray on table-bed. “I’m glad the operation was a success. All thanks to the heart donor—”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He choked back the water he was drinking. “H-Heart donor?” He questioned, immediately turned his attention on the nurse next to him. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“A,Ah yes.” She stuttered. “Your heart was weak after the accident and required a transplant immediately. But with you being in coma, the transplant needed no hurry. And luckily, there was a donor when your body needed it.” She explained, tried to make it simple as it can.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Adrian couldn’t believe what he was hearing, and his head was in a mess. He was mad at himself for not be able to remember anything, let alone the accident which caused him to lost consciousness for several months. And he was even more furious when it seemed he had forgotten something so important. The nurse was going to say something when Adrian bluntly interrupted her. “May I know who the donor was?&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She was taken aback by his rudeness, and frowned. “I don’t know much, but from what I heard. It was a girl. She suffered from paralysis.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Abruptly, Adrian leaped from his bed. He tried to stand but his effort was a futile as he kept falling at every attempt. “M-Mr. Summers!” The nurse went to him, panicking. Upon hearing the scream, few of the staffs barged in, including Emily. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“B-Brother…!” Emily sobbed. She went to help the staffs to carry Adrian back on the bed when he suddenly grasped for her hand.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I remember! I remember now, Evelyne.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;How is it?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty hilarious, eh?&lt;br /&gt;I personally think the genre is like, semi-fantasy and a little bit slice of life, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;But you guys decide for yourselves. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Comments, much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-5960869816969576653?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5960869816969576653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/sneak-peek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5960869816969576653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5960869816969576653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/sneak-peek.html' title='Sneak peek!'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-9103589301152189990</id><published>2011-03-17T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T19:50:58.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You are AWESOME'/><title type='text'>A Simple Reminder for Everyday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Firstly, this post, which I think it's kinda different than most of my posts before.&lt;br /&gt;Or that embarrassing previous post.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me! ;)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to delete it, but then again, I thought why should I?&lt;br /&gt;Just leave it as something to do with me growing up.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll be laughing in the next 4 or 5 years when I read it again.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want to share this with the people I love out there.&lt;br /&gt;Even the people I met online.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are special to me just as much. :)&lt;br /&gt;Spare of your 2 minutes and 22 seconds to watch the video!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yrdKCFVgtlg?rel=0" width="430" frameborder="0" height="272"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, just,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself&amp;amp;stay proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-9103589301152189990?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/9103589301152189990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-reminder-for-everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/9103589301152189990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/9103589301152189990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/simple-reminder-for-everyday.html' title='A Simple Reminder for Everyday!'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yrdKCFVgtlg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-1800790781353445148</id><published>2011-03-16T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T06:40:08.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little doubts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm probably writing this, typing... whatever, not in my right mind.&lt;br /&gt;Insanity takes over.&lt;br /&gt;I... just need to get this off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;This emo feeling take me by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Without noticing, I'm already crying.&lt;br /&gt;Odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel as if I am stabbed to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's ironic when you know you have friends yet;&lt;br /&gt;you can hardly talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;In terms of when you're feeling down or something&lt;br /&gt;just make you feel...well, upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like now. I just need someone to talk too.&lt;br /&gt;But my friends will never be the first ones I would actually&lt;br /&gt;think about at times like this.&lt;br /&gt;Is that... cruel of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to have doubts.&lt;br /&gt;I thought... I seriously thought;&lt;br /&gt;That we could share everything with our best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Then why do I hesitate?&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who read this, can I ask you;&lt;br /&gt;do you actually, talk to the people you close to?&lt;br /&gt;Best friends, friends for instance.&lt;br /&gt;Things that makes you feel down, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Or when you're upset, will those people be the first you find to console to them about&lt;br /&gt;your problems?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-1800790781353445148?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1800790781353445148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-little-doubts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1800790781353445148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1800790781353445148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-little-doubts.html' title='My little doubts.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-8274641993492417255</id><published>2011-03-15T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:30:06.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be proud Japan'/><title type='text'>Nippon Banzai!... (though, I'm not Japanese)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good morning fellas.&lt;br /&gt;A bright, peaceful morning indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I managed to tidy up my room, which took longer than&lt;br /&gt;I had expected.&lt;br /&gt;But it's still not to my satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why;&lt;br /&gt;but I feel as if something's missing.&lt;br /&gt;Just like my new blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;I finished it like on Monday or something,&lt;br /&gt;and the feeling of incomplete still there.&lt;br /&gt;Just... what.is.missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on;&lt;br /&gt;whilst I was navigating around facebook,&lt;br /&gt;I found a certain individual with a comment that deserved some flaming from me.&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't want to flame anyone, especially here;&lt;br /&gt;but...but... that ugh, arrogant retort.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sharing,&lt;br /&gt;and don't worry, I'm not gonna say his/her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-asr0TdmmcqQ/TYAdRM-R08I/AAAAAAAAAOc/HrFmi-m50FQ/s1600/douche%2B%25231.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 61px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-asr0TdmmcqQ/TYAdRM-R08I/AAAAAAAAAOc/HrFmi-m50FQ/s320/douche%2B%25231.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584495719316837314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He/She first wrote that on his/her wall.&lt;br /&gt;I do agree about the BBC.&lt;br /&gt;But the part when he/she said that he/she literally, LAUGHED OUT LOUD&lt;br /&gt;at Japan's misfortunes (miss fortunes???? HAH!),  just so dang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heartless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e_p_cN801I/TYAfj9Zt7NI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pUYNdcJ3sGo/s1600/douche%2B%25233.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 80px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e_p_cN801I/TYAfj9Zt7NI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pUYNdcJ3sGo/s320/douche%2B%25233.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584498240577727698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah. Shyt happens.&lt;br /&gt;But the weren't just SOME shyt.&lt;br /&gt;People DIED.&lt;br /&gt;Show some remorse darn it.&lt;br /&gt;Or just keep your stinging opinion to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, someone commented;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PFaW-B_RuCw/TYAfkAn8-zI/AAAAAAAAAPE/PXLRDQJczFg/s1600/douche%2B%25234.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 36px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PFaW-B_RuCw/TYAfkAn8-zI/AAAAAAAAAPE/PXLRDQJczFg/s320/douche%2B%25234.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584498241442741042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GO STRANGER!&lt;br /&gt;Priceless.comment.ever.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;I felt better right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I like to wish the Japanese; be well, be safe.&lt;br /&gt;And I know, even though catastrophes has struck Japan, you guys still stick together.&lt;br /&gt;Japan's civilization is what most country don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prove my statement.&lt;br /&gt;I got this from a Facebook user, Jun Shiomitsu.&lt;br /&gt;Credits to him. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Japanese people have been very open on Twitter about their  experiences following the quake.  These snippets of what moved them and  touched them during these very trying times are heart-warming.  I have  attempted a rough translation on some of them so that you can have a  read.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please continue to pray for the people in Japan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  hope these mini-stories will bring strength and encouragement to my  friends and family in Japan by letting them know that, not only does the  world sympathize with them, it looks up to them in admiration!  My  thoughts are with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;「主があなたを祝福し、あなたを守られますように。 主が御顔をあなたに照らし、あなたを恵まれますように。 主が御顔をあなたに向け、あなたに平安を与えられますように。」 　- 聖書より -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ディズニーランドでの出来事&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/unosuke/status/46376846505426944" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/unosuke/status/46376846505426944&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ディ ズニーランドでは、ショップのお菓子なども配給された。ちょっと派手目な女子高生たちが必要以上にたくさんもらってて「何だ？」って一瞬思ったけど、その 後その子たちが、避難所の子供たちにお菓子を配っていたところ見て感動。子供連れは動けない状況だったから、本当にありがたい心配りだった&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At Tokyo Disneyland:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tokyo  Disneyland was handing out its shops’ food and drinks for free to the  stranded people nearby.  I saw a bunch of snobby looking highschool  girls walking away with large portions of it and initially though “What  the …”  But I later I found out they were taking them to the families  with little children at emergency evacuation areas.  Very perceptive of  them, and a very kind thing to do indeed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;国連からのメッセージ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/akitosk/status/46302222346223616" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/akitosk/status/46302222346223616&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;国連からのコメント「日本は今まで世界中に援助をしてきた援助大国だ。今回は国連が全力で日本を援助する。」 に感動した。良い事をしたら戻ってくるのです。これがいい例なのです&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Message from the UN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Secretary  General Ban Ki Moon: “Japan is one of (the UN’s) most generous and  strongest benefactors, coming to the assistance of those in need the  world over.  In that spirit, the United Nations stands by the people of  Japan and we will do anything and everything we can at this very  difficult time.”  I was moved at his words.  What better example that  good things happen to those who do good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;渋滞した交差点での出来事&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/micakom/status/46264887281848320" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/micakom/status/46264887281848320&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一 回の青信号で１台しか前に進めないなんてザラだったけど、誰もが譲り合い穏やかに運転している姿に感動した。複雑な交差点で交通が５分以上完全マヒする シーンもあったけど、１０時間の間お礼以外のクラクションの音を耳にしなかった。恐怖と同時に心温まる時間で、日本がますます好きになった。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At a congested downtown intersection …&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cars  were moving at the rate of maybe one every green light, but everyone  was letting each other go first with a warm look and a smile.  At a  complicated intersection, the traffic was at a complete standstill for 5  minutes, but I listened for 10 minutes and didn’t hear a single beep or  honk except for an occasional one thanking someone for giving way.  It  was a terrifying day, but scenes like this warmed me and made me love my  country even more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;揺れている最中でも・・・&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/gj_neko26/statuses/46394706481004544" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/gj_neko26/statuses/46394706481004544&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;聞いた話でびっくりしたのが、とっさに「入口の確保」と揺れてるにも関わらず、あの状況で歩いて入口を開けた人が居たのが凄いと思った。正直、シャンデリアも証明も何時落ちるか分からないのに、凄く勇敢な人が居た事に感動した。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During the earthquake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We’ve  all been trained to immediately open the doors and establish an escape  route when there is an earthquake.  In the middle of the quake while the  building was shaking crazily and things falling everywhere, a man made  his way to the entrance and held it open.  Honestly, the chandelier  could have crashed down any minute … that was a brave man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;バス停で・・・&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/yunico_jp/status/46168394755612672" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/yunico_jp/status/46168394755612672&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;バスが全然来ない中、@saiso が、バス停の前にある薬局でカイロを買ってきて、並んで待ってる人みんなに配った！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bus stop mini episode:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It  was freezing and bus was taking ages to arrive.  “@saiso” left the  queue to run to a nearby pharmacy.  He bought heating pads and gave one  to everyone in the queue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ディズニーシーにて&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kfstudio/status/46390032776437760" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/kfstudio/status/46390032776437760&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ディ ズニーシーに一泊した娘、無事帰宅しました！キャストのみなさんが寒い中でも笑顔で接してくれて不安を感じることなく過ごせたそうです。防寒のカイロやビ ニール袋、夜・朝の軽食と飲み物、おやつまで。ディズニーの素晴らしさに感動です。頑張ってくれたキャストさん、ほんとにありがとう！！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you Tokyo Disney Sea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My  daughter who was staying at DisneySea just made it back home!  Many,  many thanks to the staff who worked very hard in the cold with ready  smiles that made her to feel safe and secure during the entire night.   They brought her food, drinks, snacks, heating pads, and anything  necessary to ensure she was comfortable and secure throughout her stay.   I was touched by the Disney staff’s warmth and hospitality.  Thank you  so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;日本人の良さを再認識&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/VietL/status/46376383592677376" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/VietL/status/46376383592677376&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;こ の地震が、きっかけになって、失いかけていた日本人本来の良さが戒間見れた気がする。犯罪はする様子はなく、助け合い、律儀、紳士的。普段日本人は冷たい 人が多い…。って個人的に感じてるんだけど、多くの人が今回で「絆」を取り戻しつつあるように見えて、それがなんか感動して、泣けてくる。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reminded of the goodness of the Japanese people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This  earthquake has reminded me of that Japanese goodness that had recently  become harder and harder to see.  Today I see no crime or looting: I am  reminded once again of the good Japanese spirit of helping one another,  of propriety, and of gentleness.  I had recently begun to regard my  modern countrymen as cold people … but this earthquake has revived and  given back to all of us the spirit of “kizuna” (bond, trust, sharing,  the human connection).  I am very touched.  I am brought to tears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;段ボールに感動&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/aquarius_rabbit/status/46213254376210432" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/aquarius_rabbit/status/46213254376210432&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ホームで待ちくたびれていたら、ホームレスの人達が寒いから敷けって段ボールをくれた。いつも私達は横目で流してるのに。あたたかいです。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Card board boxes, Thank you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It  was cold and I was getting very weary waiting forever for the train to  come.  Some homeless people saw me, gave me some of their own cardboard  boxes and saying “you’ll be warmer if you sit on these!”  I have always  walked by homeless people pretending I didn’t see them, and yet here  they were offering me warmth.  Such warm people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;外国人から見た日本人&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kiritansu/status/46335057689980928" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/kiritansu/status/46335057689980928&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;外 国人から見た地震災害の反応。物が散乱しているスーパーで、落ちているものを律儀に拾い、そして列に黙って並んでお金を払って買い物をする。運転再開した 電車で混んでるのに妊婦に席を譲るお年寄り。この光景を見て外国人は絶句したようだ。本当だろう、この話。すごいよ日本。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What foreigners are saying about Japanese people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At  a supermarket where everything was scattered everywhere over the  floors, shoppers were helping pick them up and putting them back neatly  on the shelves before quietly moving into line to wait to pay for them.   On the totally jam-packed first train after the quake, an elderly man  gave up his seat for a pregnant woman.  Foreigners have told me they are  amazed witnessing sights like these.  I do believe they actually saw  what they said they saw.  Japan is truly amazing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;メディアの動きについて&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/V10CENTAURO/statuses/46388641001508864" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/V10CENTAURO/statuses/46388641001508864&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ツイッターやＵＳＴでの状況共有と、それに連動するマスコミの動きは、阪神淡路大震災の時とは比べ物にならない質の高さを感じる。もちろん過去の辛い経験から得た教訓を、みんな活かそうとしている感動。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Information network this time around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  information sharing efforts on Twitter or USTREAM, together with the  quality of coverage and crucial updates provided by the mass media this  time around is incomparable to what we got during the Kobe earthquake.  I  am deeply impressed by Japan’s successful efforts and ability to put to  practice lessons learnt from past tragedies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;絵師さん&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/izumi823/statuses/46387948681297920" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/izumi823/statuses/46387948681297920&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;絵師さんたちがこの地震でみんなに元気付けようと必死に美しい絵や励ましのイラストを描いていることに感動。みんな自分にできることをしたいと思っているんだね。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Touch of art&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  saw artists and painters trying to keep things upbeat by painting or  drawing beautiful or encouraging drawings for the evacuees around them.   I was touched at how everyone was doing their very best to help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* BBC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;の報道&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bozzo1985/status/46228470614855681" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/bozzo1985/status/46228470614855681&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;本当に感動。泣けてくる。⇒BBCめっちゃ誉めてる。地球最悪の地震が世界で一番準備され訓練された国を襲った。その力や政府が試される。犠牲は出たが他の国ではこんなに正しい行動はとれないだろう。日本人は文化的に感情を抑制する力がある。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BBC Reports&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  words of BBC’s reports are so moving they make me cry.  They were  praising us with words of admiration!  “One of the worst earthquakes in  recorded history has hit the world’s most well-prepared, well-trained  nations.  The strength of its government and its people are put to the  test.  While there have been casualties, in no other country could the  government and the people have worked together in such an accurate and  coordinated way in the face of such tragedy.  The Japanese people have  shown their cultural ability to remain calm in the face of adversity.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;父親の行動&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/s_hayatsuki/status/46386255767937024" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/s_hayatsuki/status/46386255767937024&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1階に下りて中部電力から関東に送電が始まってる話をしたら、普段はTVも暖房も明かりもつけっぱなしの父親が何も言わずに率先してコンセントを抜きに行った。少し感動した。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A little story about Papa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We  live in an area that was not directly hit.  When my father came  downstairs and heard the news saying that our area had begun allocating  electricity to the hard-hit areas, he quietly led by example, turning  off the power around the house and pulling the plugs out of their  sockets.  I was touched.  He usually NEVER turns off the lights or the  AC or the TV or anything! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;整列する日本人&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/HASUNA_Natsuko/status/46331839136276480" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/HASUNA_Natsuko/status/46331839136276480&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;日本人すごい！！こんな時にも山手線ホームできれいに整列してる …涙。有楽町駅を上から眺む。 &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/48kn1u" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitpic.com/48kn1u&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Japanese people don’t shove&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm  looking at Yurakucho station from above.  I see people standing in  line, not pushing or shoving to get onto the Yamanote Line (probably the  busiest line in central Tokyo), even at a time like this! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;パン屋&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ayakishimoto/statuses/46403599743451136" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/ayakishimoto/statuses/46403599743451136&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;昨日の夜中、大学から徒歩で帰宅する道すがら、とっくに閉店したパン屋のおばちゃんが無料でパン配給していた。こんな喧噪のなかでも自分にできること見つけて実践している人に感動。心温まった。東京も捨てたもんじゃないな。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The bakery lady&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There  was a small bread shop on the street I take to go to school.  It has  long been out of business.  But last night, I saw the old lady of the  shop giving people her handmade bread for free.  It was a heart-warming  sight.  She, like everyone else, was doing what she could to help people  in a time of need.  Tokyo isn’t that bad afterall!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;日本ってすごい&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tksksks/statuses/46403815397801984" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/tksksks/statuses/46403815397801984&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;日 本って凄い。官僚も民間も、皆で助けようとしてる。トラックの運転手も有志で物資運んでるらしいし、東北の交通整備をヤクザさんがやってるという話も聞い た。最近、日本に対して誇りを持てないことが続いていたけれど、そんなことない。日本は凄い国だ。素直に感動してる。日本国の皆さん頑張ろう！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Japan is a wonderful nation!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both  the government and the people, everyone is helping one another today.   There are truck drivers helping evacuees move.  I even heard that the  “yakuza” (gangsters, organized crime groups) are helping to direct  traffic in the Tohoku region!  There have been many recent developments  that have made me lose my sense of pride in my country, but not  anymore.  Japan is an amazing place!  I’m just simply touched.  Go  Japan!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* twitter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;すごい&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bobiko009/statuses/46403721046933504" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/bobiko009/statuses/46403721046933504&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Twitterの方々の情報とかが一致団結しててすごくたすかります。みなさま親切です！！こういうとき、なんか、感動します。最近は近所とつきあいなかったり冷たい世の中だとか思ってたけどそんなことなかったね。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twitter is amazing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  information shared to us all by the twitter community has been  amazingly consistent with each other and has been so helpful.  Thank you  Twitterers!  I’m very moved. People recently talk about social networks  replacing traditional social life and making people cold and unsociable  in real life.  But … I guess that’s not true at all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ドイツ人の友達&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sikkoku_otsuyu/status/46392832893796352" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/sikkoku_otsuyu/status/46392832893796352&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ドイツ人の友達が地震が起きた時に渋谷に居て、パニックになっていた所を日本人に助けてもらったらしく、その時の毅然とした日本人の態度や足並み乱さずに店の外に出てやるべきことを淡々とこなす姿にひどく感動し、まるでアーミーのようだったと言っていた。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From a German friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A  German friend of mine was in Shibuya (downtown Tokyo shopping district)  when the earthquake hit.  He was panicking when a Japanese passerby  saved him, taking him into a building.  My friend was blown away at how  calm and disciplined this Japanese man was.  He went out of the building  with firm, unfaltering steps, did everything he was trained to do and  came back.  My German friend was deeply impressed by the Japanese  people’s actions during the earthquake, saying they looked like a  trained army. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;スーパーでの出来事&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/endless_6/status/46395420523503616" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/endless_6/status/46395420523503616&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;スーパーで無事買物出来ましたヽ(´o｀； でもお客さんのほとんどが他の人の事を考えて必要最低限しか買わない感じだったのが感動しました（涙）&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the supermarket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  just came back safely from the supermarket!  Man, I was so touched at  how everyone there was mindful of others, buying only as much as they  needed and leaving the rest for the people behind them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;御殿場で&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Raaaaayuu/statuses/46392890313801728" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/Raaaaayuu/statuses/46392890313801728&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;実 際日本すごいよ。昨日信号が一カ所も機能していない御殿場市でもお互いにドライバー同士譲り合ってたし、地元のおじいちゃんおばあちゃんが手信号やってく れてたりで、混乱もなく本当感動した。9時間運転してたけど前車を煽るようなドライバーはもちろんいなかったし、みんな譲り合い精神。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gotenba traffic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Japan  is really something!  Yesterday, not a single traffic light was  functioning in Gotenba City.  But drivers knew to take turns at  intersections and give way to others when needed.  Local people were  using flags to direct traffic at intersections.  I drove for 9 hours but  never saw a single car trying to get in front of another.  Every single  driver on the road contributed to the traffic situation and as a result  there was no confusion at all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;「みんな」&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/n_yum/statuses/46388003706380288" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/n_yum/statuses/46388003706380288&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;タ クシー運ちゃんと電車駅員さんとおばさんと話したけど、みんな遅くまで帰れなかったりしてすごく疲れているのに、苛立つ事なく、言葉遣いもふるまいも丁寧 で、逆に気遣われてしまった。｢みんな大変だから｣という"みんな"って意識があることに感動するし、私も受け継いで大事にしたい文化。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“All of us”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  spoke with an old taxi driver and some elderly staff at the train  stations.  All of them had been working non-stop and had not been able  to go home for a long time.  They were visibly very tired, but never  once did they show any sign of impatience; they were gentle and very  caring.  They told me “… because all of us are in this together.”  I was  touched at what the notion of “all of us” meant to these elderly  people.  It is a value I will treasure and carry on to my generation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;日本の強さ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/dita_69/status/46309373458382849" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/dita_69/status/46309373458382849&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;サントリーの自販機無料化softbankWi-Fiスポット解放、色んな人達が全力で頑張っててそれに海外が感動・協力してる。海外からの援助受け入れに躊躇したり自衛隊派遣を遅らせたりしてた阪神淡路大震災の頃より日本は確実に強い国になってるんだ。みんな頑張ろう。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A strong Japan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suntory  Beverages has set up free vending machines.  Softbank Telephone  services is offering free Wifi spots.  Everyone in Japan is putting  everything they can into helping one another.  Japan is also now  receiving aid from abroad.  Compared to the Kobe earthquake, when Japan  took too long to contemplate accepting foreign aid or dispatching the  self-defense force to join the rescue effort, Japan has definitely grown  into a far stronger nation.  Be strong, everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;朝礼&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kyoheimai/status/46374747755388928" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/kyoheimai/status/46374747755388928&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;今朝の朝礼で「何があっても決して不安な顔は見せずに売り場に立つ以上はおもてなしをする気持ちを忘れずにお客様を安心させてあげてください」ちょっと感動した。がんばるか。開店です!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning Ceremony&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At  the shopping center I work at, every morning we have a ritual (common  in Japan) where we stand and recite, “No matter what the situation, I  will never show anxiety before my customer; in all customer-facing  situations I will treat my customers with respect and do everything I  can to make them feel comfortable and at ease”.  Today, these words were  all actually kind of touching.  Well, so the day begins!  Here we go  people, open shop!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;井上さん&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/frankyonn/status/46401442583552000" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/frankyonn/status/46401442583552000&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;井上雄彦さんがものすごい勢いで笑顔のイラストをいっぱいあげてて感動する。励ましとか勇気とかメッセージって、こういうことなんだなーと思う。 ＲＴ@inouetake Smile42. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Inoue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr.  Inoue has been churning out drawings of smiling and laughing faces at  an amazing pace!  Things like this remind me again of what it truly  means to give people a message of strength and courage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;学び&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/chaos_chaotic/statuses/46388646038876160" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/chaos_chaotic/statuses/46388646038876160&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TLの拡散希望を見て思ったことは、阪神淡路大地震から学んだことがとても多くツイートされていること。当たり前のことなんだけど、やはり人間は、学んで考えることができる生き物なんだと改めて思い、感動した。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lessons Learnt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What  caught my attention on twitter is that a lot of the tweets were about  the Kobe earthquake and how what we have learned from it has been put  into practice this time around.  I know it goes without saying, but I  was once again reminded of how humans are indeed creatures that possess  the amazing ability to think and learn from experience.  It’s a great  thought. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ローマから&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tsubakianna/statuses/46387133396688896" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/tsubakianna/statuses/46387133396688896&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ローマにいる友達からメール。ローマの人々はニュースを見ながらこのような状況でも冷静に対処する日本人に感動し、尊敬の念を覚えながら、非常に心配しているとのことです。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Message from a friend in Rome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My  friend in Rome emailed me.  He said that people in Rome are watching  the news and sharing their amazement and their heartfelt respect at how,  even at a time like this, the people of Japan are able to remain calm  and systematically respond to the situation.  People in Rome are  thinking of us and are very concerned for us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;声をかけること&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/RUMI88LoL/statuses/46342599149240320" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/RUMI88LoL/statuses/46342599149240320&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;昨 日、裏の家の高１になるお兄ちゃんに感動した。 家に１人で居たらしく、地震後すぐ自転車で飛び出し近所をひと回り。  【大丈夫ですか―――！？】と道路に逃げてきた人達にひたすら声掛けてた。あの時間には老人や母子しか居なかったから、声掛けてくれただけでもホッとした よ。 ありがとう。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A strong voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I was  impressed and touched by the actions of my neighbor’s 13-year-old-boy.   He was home alone when the earthquake hit.  But instead of hiding, as  soon as the earthquake quieted down, he jumped on his bicycle and road  around the block repeatedly shouting at the top of his voice, “Is  everyone alright?  Is everyone okay?”  At the time, there were only  women and children and the elderly in the homes.  I cannot describe how  comforting it was just to hear a strong voice asking if I was okay.   Thank you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;助け合い&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sorry_no_user/statuses/46332985133375488" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/sorry_no_user/statuses/46332985133375488&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;警備員の友人何人かが町田〜相模大野で夜間警備のボランティアをしていたので手伝ってきた。年齢問わずいろんな知らない人同士が助け合っていて心強かった。ちょっと感動してトイレの隅で泣いた。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The beauty of helping one another&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  went out last night to help some friends who were volunteering as  security personnel between Machida City and Sagami Ohno City.  I saw  total strangers, both young and old, helping each other along everywhere  I turned and was heartened with an overwhelming feeling of  encouragement.  I was so touched I hid behind the toilets and cried. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;バイクでよければ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/hikaru_star/statuses/46332900928532480" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/hikaru_star/statuses/46332900928532480&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;僕 は感動しました。バイトの先輩が1人でも救うために寒い中紙に「バイクでよければ送ります」と書き駅前で掲げ鳶職のお兄ちゃんを所沢まで送ったそうです。 世の中まだ捨てたもんじゃないなって思いました。本当に尊敬です！！自分もなんか人の役に立ちたいと生まれて初めて思いました。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just have a bike&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m  so touched!  My colleague at my part time job, wanting to help even  just one extra person, wrote a sign saying “I just have a bike, but if  you don’t mind hop on!”, rode out on his motorbike, picked up a stranded  construction worker and took him all the way to Tokorozawa!  Respect!  I  have never felt so strongly that I want to do something helpful for  others. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;乗り合い&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pao313/statuses/46332792174411776" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/pao313/statuses/46332792174411776&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;浦和美園からタクシー使えると思ったのが甘かった…30分歩いてたら知らない人が車に乗せてくれた（つд；*) 人間の優しさに感動。ありがとうございました。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharing your ride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It  was stupid of me to think I could catch a cab at Urawamien Station.  I  ended up walking 30 minutes and then finally was picked up by a stranger  who offered to give me a lift.  I’m touched by the warmth of human  kindness.  Thank you, thank you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;開放&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/robasuke23/statuses/46326711935172609" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/robasuke23/statuses/46326711935172609&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;昨 日、歩いて帰ろうって決めて甲州街道を西へ向かっていて夜の21時くらいなのに、ビルの前で会社をトイレと休憩所として解放してる所があった。社員さんが 大声でその旨を歩く人に伝えていた。感動して泣きそうになった。いや、昨日は緊張してて泣けなかったけど、今思い出してないてる。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rest here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last  night, I decided, rather than stay at the office, I should try walking  home.  So I slowly made my way west on Koshu freeway on foot.  It was  around 9PM when I saw an office building that had a sign that said  “Please use our office’s bathrooms! Please rest here!”  The employees of  the office were loudly shouting out the same to all the people trying  to walk home.  I was so touch I felt like crying.  Well, I guess I was  too tense yesterday to cry, but now the tension is wearing off and am  very much in tears. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;コンビニ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sugarun/statuses/46323030732967936" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/sugarun/statuses/46323030732967936&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;停 電地区のほとんどの店が店を閉めてる中、あるセブンイレブンが店内陳列棚にいくつもろうそくを置いて、営業をしていた。レジが使えないため在庫確認用のハ ンディで値段確認し読み上げ、もう1人が電卓で計算、もうひとりが懐中電灯で照らす。その状態でレジ２台稼動させていた。感動した。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the convenience store&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While  most of the convenience stores near the station were closed because of  the quake, there was just one Seven Eleven that was open.  The employees  had lit lots of candles and put them on the stores shelves.  The cash  register was not working and they could not take inventory, so the  employees worked in threes, one reading up the item description and  price, another punching the numbers into a calculator, and the last one  using a flashlight to help them work.  The store managed to operate both  “cash registers” efficiently this way.  Impressed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;避難所&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/msakatan/statuses/46302864980705280" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/msakatan/statuses/46302864980705280&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;長女いわく、横浜の避難所に向かう時に、知らない人達と声を掛け合い、場所を教え合っていたそうです。普段は冷たいと思っていた他人の優しさに触れ、感動したそうです。日本人のいざという時の団結力を再認識しました。まだまだ日本も捨てたものではないです。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the way to the emergency evacuation area&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My  oldest daughter was making her way to Yokohama’s emergency evacuation  area.  Total strangers were helping each other out and showing each  other the way to the emergency evacuation area.  She told me she was  moved at how strangers, who can seem so cold at times, showed her  kindness and care.  I was reminded at the Japanese peoples’ inherent  ability to immediately unite in the face of adversity.  Today, I have  discovered a newfound faith in my nation and my people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;呼びかけ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/akanensm/status/46214540161064960" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/akanensm/status/46214540161064960&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;何 時間も歩き続けてたんだけど、至る所でトイレかしますとか、休憩できますとか言うビルや飲食店が沢山あって感動しました。とある企業ビルの人がボランティ アで、○○線運転再開ですー！とか、休憩できますー！！って呼びかけてるの見て感動して泣きそうになったマジでw日本も捨てたもんじゃないな&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A big, kind voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve  been walking for many hours now.  I’m touched at how everywhere I turn,  there are shops open with people shouting “Please use our bathroom!” or  “Please rest here!” There were also office buildings where people with  access to information were voluntarily shouting out helpful tips, like  “**** line is now operational!”  Seeing things like this after walking  for hours and hours made me feel like weeping with gratitude.   Seriously, there is still hope for this country!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ホームにて&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/masa_kisshie/statuses/46323838316843008" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/masa_kisshie/statuses/46323838316843008&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;都 営大江戸線の光ヶ丘方面行きは、非常に混雑しています。ホームにも、改札の外にも、電車を待つ溢れんばかりの人。でも、誰一人列を崩さず、通路を開け、係 員の誘導に従っている。ロープがあるわけでもないのに、通る人のための通路スペースが。その不自然なほどの快適さに、ただただ感動するばかり。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the platform&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  Oedo Subway Line for Hikarigaoka is very congested.  On the platform  and at the gate there are just crowds and crowds of people waiting for  the train.  But in all the confusion, every last person is neatly lined  up waiting his or her turn while managing to keep a passage of space  open for staff and people going the other way.  Everyone is listening to  the instructions from the staff and everyone acts accordingly.  And  amazingly … there isn’t even a rope or anything in sight to keep people  in queue or open space for staff to pass, they just do!  I am so  impressed at this almost unnatural orderliness!  I have nothing but  praise for these people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;駅員さん&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tadakatz/status/46274214654787584" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/tadakatz/status/46274214654787584&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;終夜運転のメトロの駅員に、大変ですねって声かけたら、笑顔で、 こんな時ですから！だって。捨てたもんじゃないね、感動した。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Station staff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  said to a Tokyometro station staff who was on all-night duty, “I’m sure  it has been a tough night for you.  Thank you.”  He responded with a  smile, “On a night like this, gladly!”  I was touched. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;おっちゃん&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sumonya/status/46479563412348928" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/sumonya/status/46479563412348928&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;昨 日4時間かけて歩いて帰ってきた主人。赤羽で心が折れそうになってた時「お寒い中大変ですね！あったかいコーヒーどうぞ！」って叫びながら無料配布してる おっちゃんに出会った。これがあったから頑張れたそうだ。もう5回もこの話をしてくるので本当に嬉しかったんだと思う。おっちゃんありがとう。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coffee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My  husband finally got home very late last night after walking for 4  hours.  He told me he felt like giving up at around Akabane, when an  elderly man who was going around handing out free coffee saw him, gave  him a steaming cup and said, “You must be tired and cold.  Here, have  some coffee!”  My husband told me that it was because of this elderly  man that he found the will and strength to continue walking.  I’ve  already heard this story from him five times tonight, so no doubt he was  really, really touched!  Thank you to my husband’s anonymous helper!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;献血の列&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/NOBCHIDORI/status/46477518169047040" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/NOBCHIDORI/status/46477518169047040&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;日本は強いです！大阪難波の献血施設は被災地の方の為に超満員の順番待ちでした。私欲の無い列を初めて見ました。感動しました。被災地の方々、全国でその辛さを受け止めます。諦めずに頑張って下さい！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blood donations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Japan  is strong!  At Osaka I saw a LONG line of people waiting to give blood  at the blood donation center.  This is the first time I have seen such a  queue of selfless people waiting patiently in line just to give.  It  was a moving sight!  To everyone in the hard-hit areas, we your  countrymen accept your suffering as our own and we share in your grief.   Do not give up!  Stay strong!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;節電営業&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/hisyakakukeima/status/46584079558250496" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/hisyakakukeima/status/46584079558250496&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;近所のスーパー・サミットに来てみたら、通常深夜1時まで営業なのに大きい看板が付いていなかった。早めに店を閉めたのかと思ったら、外の電気だけ消して節電しつつ営業していた。ちょっと感動&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saving electricity for the North&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  went to my neighborhood supermarket and was initially surprised that  their neon signs were off.  They usually are open till 1AM.  I then  found out that they were open, but were saving electricity so that more  power could be channeled to the hard-hit coastal areas.  Wow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;買うのやめるわ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/raai15/status/46546475362160640" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/raai15/status/46546475362160640&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;バ イト先に若いお兄さんたちが軍団でお酒を買いに来たんだけど、その中の一人が｢やべえ、オレお酒のためにしかお金持ってきてないから募金できん。ちょっと これ買うのやめるわ｣って言って商品返品してそのお金全部募金してた。お友達も続々と募金しててすごい感動した。 すごいよ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not enough money!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At  the store where I work, a huge group of young men suddenly came in to  buy booze.  One of them suddenly said, “Oops, I only have enough money  to buy booze, I can’t donate!  Forget the booze, maybe next time!” and  instead put ALL his money into the disaster relief donation box.  One by  one, every single one of the army of youths threw all their money into  the box after him.  What a heart-warming sight that was!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;いつでも買える&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/7474529/status/46565903520907264" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/7474529/status/46565903520907264&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;今日、募金箱に金髪にピアスの若い兄ちゃんが万札数枚入れていた。そしてその友人に｢ゲームなんていつでも買えるからな｣と言っていたのが聞こえて私含め周りの人達も募金していた。人は見た目じゃないことを実感した。そんなお昼でした。 この話感動しました。&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goth youth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A  goth youth with white hair and body piercings walked into my store and  shoved several hundred dollars (several tens of thousands of yen) into  the disaster relief fund donation box.  As he walked out, I and people  around me heard him saying to his buddies, “I mean, we can buy those  games anytime!”  At that, we all opened our wallets and put our money  into the donation box.  Really, you cannot judge people by their  appearances. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;絶対うまいはず&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kyugatimuti/statuses/46594200061493249" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/kyugatimuti/statuses/46594200061493249&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;僕も秋葉からの帰りにおにぎりとみそ汁配ってる方に会いました、感動しました、チャリだったからダイジョブです他の人にって言ったけどもらっておけばよかったなぁ絶対うまかったと思う&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They looked absolutely delicious!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  too saw the guy handing out free rice balls and miso soup on the way  back from Akihabara.  I was on my bicycle so I told him, “I’m okay,  please give it to other people!”  On hindsight, I should have taken one …  they looked absolutely delicious!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;お菓子いっぱい&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/moebamuse/status/46379810217406465" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/moebamuse/status/46379810217406465&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;すごい。弟たった今ディズニーランドから帰宅したんだけど。新品のお菓子袋いっぱいにもらってきて、客全員分の帰りの交通費負担してくれたんだって。一晩中、何か言えば全て対応してくれたって。やっぱり世界のディズニーランドなんだね。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another Disney episode&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amazing!   My brother just managed to get home from Disneyland right now.  He’s  got bags and bags of free sweets.  Furthermore, Disneyland paid for  every customer’s travel fare back.  All night long, the staff responded  immediately and fully to every request he made.  Disneyland is truly a  world class brand!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;困ったときは！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ryoshun49/statuses/46605524434821120" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/ryoshun49/statuses/46605524434821120&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;昨日青葉台駅で帰宅困難者が溢れる中、車に乗ってる人が「○○方面の方どうぞ！」って行って車に乗せてた。「困った時はみんな一緒ですから！」って言ってた。超感動したの思い出した。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Same boat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last  night, Aobadai station was jammed with stranded people unable to get  home.  But there were private cars with drivers shouting “If you’re  going in the direction of ****, please hop on!”  I was able to hitch a  ride on one of them.  When I thanked the driver, he replied “No worries!  We’re all on the same boat. We have to stick together!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;充電されたい方は・・・・&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/yamachin_x1/statuses/46609620210421760" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/yamachin_x1/statuses/46609620210421760&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;避 難所にいたときに、社会人1年生で、研修でこっちにきてた女の子が、たまたま携帯のバッテリーも持参してたらしく、体育館のコンセントを使用する許可もも らい、「携帯の充電をされたい方は、ご自由につかってください」と呼びかけて回ってたんだ。僕はその子にとても感動したんだよ･･&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Need to charge your phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At  the emergency evacuation area, a young first-year intern at my company  who had brought her phone’s charger got permission from the facility to  use their power socket and went around shouting “Anyone need to charge  their phone?  Please use my charger!”  Just a little thing, but I was  touched.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brought me to tears.&lt;br /&gt;You can see how united they are despite all the things that happened.&lt;br /&gt;Be proud Japan!&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Jun Shiomitsu for the stories.&lt;br /&gt;Without these translations we might never knew how strong and united the Japanese are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know,  I am always proud to be a part of Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing wrong about supporting other countries.&lt;br /&gt;So, just because I said, 'Nippon Banzai!'&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make me an 'ungrateful Malaysian.'&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling; stay happy.&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-8274641993492417255?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8274641993492417255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/nippon-banzai-though-im-not-japanese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8274641993492417255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8274641993492417255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/nippon-banzai-though-im-not-japanese.html' title='Nippon Banzai!... (though, I&apos;m not Japanese)'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-asr0TdmmcqQ/TYAdRM-R08I/AAAAAAAAAOc/HrFmi-m50FQ/s72-c/douche%2B%25231.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-9191688334163783925</id><published>2011-03-14T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:30:40.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salt 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and I seriously need to do some cleaning'/><title type='text'>First day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exactly. It's the first day of break.&lt;br /&gt;But feels normal to me, minus the waking-up-early-to-go-to-school&lt;br /&gt;and no alarms. Hurrah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-UwTagkkgE/TX3F6ZkmwLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Jwyg16iJSm8/s1600/mickey-mouse-alarm-clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-UwTagkkgE/TX3F6ZkmwLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Jwyg16iJSm8/s320/mickey-mouse-alarm-clock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583836720096788658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just love 'no alarms' day.&lt;br /&gt;(yes, I own a Mickey Mouse alarm clock.)&lt;br /&gt;(and yes, I'm a Disney geek.)&lt;br /&gt;Why I used the term 'alarms' you ask?&lt;br /&gt;Well, because every school days I use more than one alarm.&lt;br /&gt;Around seven, I think. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about today is that I managed to fix my *beep*-ed up youtube.&lt;br /&gt;I was having problems with the youtube video player rather than the video itself.&lt;br /&gt;The player was all blurry and blah.&lt;br /&gt;It took me days to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;Or I was too lazy to even attempt to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;I just did a little google search.&lt;br /&gt;A lot actually.&lt;br /&gt;I even uninstalled my Adobe Flash Player and reinstalled it.&lt;br /&gt;But turned out, I only needed to right click on the video and alter the setting;&lt;br /&gt;disabling the whatever-acceleration thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;At least, it's fixed now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I downloaded a new movie.&lt;br /&gt;'SALT,' an action-thriller movie.&lt;br /&gt;Starring none other than Angelina Jolie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fCML6iX5Tes/TX3EVFMGv6I/AAAAAAAAANs/BXc_8zsyCxw/s1600/salt-open-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fCML6iX5Tes/TX3EVFMGv6I/AAAAAAAAANs/BXc_8zsyCxw/s320/salt-open-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583834979458531234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I absolutely love her.&lt;br /&gt;Her acting is simply, words cannot describe;&lt;br /&gt;especially when it comes to action.&lt;br /&gt;As if she just meant to act in actions movies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna watch it later with the rest of the group.&lt;br /&gt;Group as in mum and my little sister. :)&lt;br /&gt;And you people better watch too (if you guys are into thriller)!&lt;br /&gt;I already watched halfway, and let me tell you... it's...&lt;br /&gt;Awesome with an exclamation mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, too, I am resolute to tidy up my room.&lt;br /&gt;God knows how much I need to do this cleaning up thing.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe, just maybe, do a little room tour?&lt;br /&gt;If I feel like it that is. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, catch you peeps later.&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-9191688334163783925?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/9191688334163783925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/9191688334163783925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/9191688334163783925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-day.html' title='First day.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-UwTagkkgE/TX3F6ZkmwLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Jwyg16iJSm8/s72-c/mickey-mouse-alarm-clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-267274339858283108</id><published>2011-03-13T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:30:49.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer for Japan'/><title type='text'>Recap&amp;Prayer for Japan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, here's my post to cover all those past weeks of no updates.&lt;br /&gt;You can't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;I really, was busy.&lt;br /&gt;I thought on the second month I might got the hang of being&lt;br /&gt;a Form 5 student.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, it's harder than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of 2011 exams has passed.&lt;br /&gt;So far, I have no F.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, the only paper that's left is Bahasa.&lt;br /&gt;So technically, I MIGHT have no F after all.&lt;br /&gt;Again, thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sister and her husband (including my new nephew Haziq)&lt;br /&gt;have just got back from London.&lt;br /&gt;For me, it was like several years not seeing her, although it was just&lt;br /&gt;a year. But still... you get the picture right?&lt;br /&gt;And Haziq is just so.... urgh. Simply adorable.&lt;br /&gt;After they got back, my parents immediately booked us rooms at&lt;br /&gt;Legend's Port Dickson Water Chalet, just because Haziq&lt;br /&gt;wanted to swim.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha. The family's new quote;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything because of Haziq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;When it was time to go home, I was reluctant.&lt;br /&gt;Because, for the first time, I felt... relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't ready to face the hectic life back home.&lt;br /&gt;I barely even have time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;From morning all the way to evening, I have school.&lt;br /&gt;Then, marching practice.&lt;br /&gt;Later, tuition.&lt;br /&gt;See? Scarce time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I want this one-week holiday to be worth it!&lt;br /&gt;Relax all I want~&lt;br /&gt;I guess... that is all.?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm probably not in the mood for this.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm in a foul mood or anything.&lt;br /&gt;I just have no... inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;With the cataclysms happening in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;My mind just... in a slightly-complete mess.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can say about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, allow me to say a few words to our friends in Japan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please, best strong and be well.&lt;br /&gt;You have my prayers with you.&lt;br /&gt;The whole world are praying for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;日本の平安を祈ります&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-267274339858283108?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/267274339858283108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-heres-my-post-to-cover-all-those.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/267274339858283108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/267274339858283108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-heres-my-post-to-cover-all-those.html' title='Recap&amp;Prayer for Japan!'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-1720493007661600673</id><published>2011-03-12T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:31:12.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justin Bieber just got pwned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Buble'/><title type='text'>Pre-post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As the title says;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday is here.&lt;br /&gt;Just one week, but still.&lt;br /&gt;I could use a break.&lt;br /&gt;Especially to update this (almost) deserted blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is just a pre-post before I start babbling about my life&lt;br /&gt;those few weeks before break.&lt;br /&gt;So, before I begin (on my next post),&lt;br /&gt;allow me to share you a video, that I found it to be ultimately&lt;br /&gt;hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="430" height="272" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QBrlYtV60GA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first 10-30 seconds, literally KILLED me of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble for.the.win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;See you guys at (perhaps) the next post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-1720493007661600673?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1720493007661600673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/pre-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1720493007661600673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1720493007661600673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/03/pre-post.html' title='Pre-post.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QBrlYtV60GA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-8890590745777855173</id><published>2011-02-19T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:31:24.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I heart you'/><title type='text'>My Valentine Tale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As you can see, I haven't been blogging quite as frequently as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me what my excuse might be, it would be either school or that I'm just being typically lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for my laziness to last to the extent, from February 2nd to February 19th is very much unthinkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is merely to show that I'm not dead or that this blog had been cruelly deserted by its own mistress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now. Let's just ignore these babbles and go through with the real content of this post shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you readers out there clearly informed, Valentine's Day has just passed by.&lt;br /&gt;Believe or not, I got a Valentine chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;And no, I didn't buy it and give it to myself after writing, 'From your secret admirer.'&lt;br /&gt;Or that I celebrate Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;I don't.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I find it a little too overrated.&lt;br /&gt;Considering why should people say they love each other just on that particular day&lt;br /&gt;when it's more romantic when they convey those feelings on unexpected moments and occasions. {courtesy of Ryan Higa for pointing out that for me.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But chocolates however, I just love the traditions of those Japanese people.&lt;br /&gt;When they give chocolates to their love ones, regardless of whether to lovers or friends, or even families.&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you have to agree that giving handmade chocolates is pretty cliche-ly adorable right?&lt;br /&gt;As I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That special chocolate was from my special someone.&lt;br /&gt;Both my lover and friend,&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Lee.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do in fact love her.&lt;br /&gt;She, who sits beside me every weekdays and who I bully every day regardless through meeting or chatting.&lt;br /&gt;Teasing her is one of my many, many favourite pastime.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much again, my love, for the delicious chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;On White Day then, it will be my turn would it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have things plan out for White Day.&lt;br /&gt;But not too sure with it.&lt;br /&gt;Because whenever I wanted to try something new...&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I would always suck.&lt;br /&gt;Figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If some people out there have some really creative (yet unexpected) ideas for this coming White Day, do tell!&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/2235714072356804159-8890590745777855173?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8890590745777855173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-valentine-tale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8890590745777855173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8890590745777855173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-valentine-tale.html' title='My Valentine Tale.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-8622690929512693663</id><published>2011-02-02T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:31:51.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;This time, I'm just gonna keep this post short and simple.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Or hopefully, I could.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just start already.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clear ❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9E05PPr5KW8?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xffffff&amp;amp;color2=0xffffff" allowfullscreen="" width="400" frameborder="0" height="240"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gyaaaahhhh. . . . *the squeal goes on and on*&lt;br /&gt;This has smexy written all over.&lt;br /&gt;//dies of utmost happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clear-様は、本当に凄いの人だれ。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A R I A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Simple enough for you? Ahaha.&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/2235714072356804159-8622690929512693663?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8622690929512693663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/02/dearest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8622690929512693663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8622690929512693663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/02/dearest.html' title='Dearest.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9E05PPr5KW8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-9125222016967461576</id><published>2011-01-30T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:32:01.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday Nat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babrican rocks'/><title type='text'>Reporting #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Monday.&lt;br /&gt;And my mum and I (including my little sister) went shopping;&lt;br /&gt;just in Seremban 2, nowhere else. Ahah.&lt;br /&gt;Usually I would just say 'Pass' to this kind of journey.&lt;br /&gt;But, honestly, I was a bit excited to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Since I needed to buy a present for my little friend.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nat.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the late present!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUZkAiRv7RI/AAAAAAAAAM4/tYQmkmPOxro/s1600/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUZkAiRv7RI/AAAAAAAAAM4/tYQmkmPOxro/s400/IMG_0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568247949654224146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From you WGs losers, much love too,&lt;br /&gt;Aria.Rahiza.Nany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully she'll like them.&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time choosing what to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and yes. I bought them at Momoe.&lt;br /&gt;My most favourite store ever.!&lt;br /&gt;Second will be Orange Sorbet.&lt;br /&gt;Most of my wardrobes are those brands.&lt;br /&gt;Because they are so casually cute yet cool.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the carpet you see there.&lt;br /&gt;Is none other than Pooh and Tigger.&lt;br /&gt;I did say that I am a major Disney nerd did I not?&lt;br /&gt;I should do a tour of my room.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds fun eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I bought a little thing(s) for myself too.&lt;br /&gt;Except it's something edible or should I say;&lt;br /&gt;drinkable. Or maybe... consumable instead?&lt;br /&gt;Ahah. Whichever right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUZlwX5HT3I/AAAAAAAAANA/gpZfFLRUSFY/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUZlwX5HT3I/AAAAAAAAANA/gpZfFLRUSFY/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568249871011893106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah. Babrican.&lt;br /&gt;And of course it's non-alcoholic.&lt;br /&gt;Imported somewhere from Middle East I think.&lt;br /&gt;Since I remember drinking it at Restaurant Saba, Cyberjaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUZlw6HfWlI/AAAAAAAAANQ/k1GEF2dpHPQ/s1600/Saba%2BRestaurant%2BCyberjaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUZlw6HfWlI/AAAAAAAAANQ/k1GEF2dpHPQ/s400/Saba%2BRestaurant%2BCyberjaya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568249880198994514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you're wondering how it tastes like, it tastes like sparkling juice minus the over-sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of vkeong.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUZnu9yU9II/AAAAAAAAANg/rooeXcZSaEc/s1600/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUZnu9yU9II/AAAAAAAAANg/rooeXcZSaEc/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568252045847491714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah. ONIGIRI da~&lt;br /&gt;I haven't taste it yet.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I'm afraid to.&lt;br /&gt;Ahah.&lt;br /&gt;Thought I should post in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;So voila!&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you how it tastes like when I (finally) have the courage to devour it.&lt;br /&gt;IF, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just want to cry my eyeballs out.&lt;br /&gt;Will tell the reason why in the future posts.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;And have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;br /&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/2235714072356804159-9125222016967461576?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/9125222016967461576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/reporting-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/9125222016967461576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/9125222016967461576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/reporting-2.html' title='Reporting #2'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUZkAiRv7RI/AAAAAAAAAM4/tYQmkmPOxro/s72-c/IMG_0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-3130590973392021074</id><published>2011-01-29T16:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:32:23.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All-so-random post'/><title type='text'>Randomness #1 (...or was it #2?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be warned.&lt;br /&gt;This is a random post.&lt;br /&gt;Just to waste your time.&lt;br /&gt;Heed my warning.&lt;br /&gt;Do not proceed if you think this might be;&lt;br /&gt;a complete waste of your time.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning (more likes yesterday morning), I posted a status on my Fb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUS2u4gKORI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rKBHm_Rqqk8/s1600/Breakfast%2Bstatus.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 76px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUS2u4gKORI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rKBHm_Rqqk8/s400/Breakfast%2Bstatus.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567775955894286610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Should I translate this?&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I was just greeting the early facebookers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good morning, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;What is today's breakfast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Akihiko love-rival commented.&lt;br /&gt;So I replied.&lt;br /&gt;Commented back.&lt;br /&gt;Replied.&lt;br /&gt;The pattern went on and on.&lt;br /&gt;Temporarily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUS3m2JV9QI/AAAAAAAAAMw/UKfRilTw86w/s1600/Breakfast%2Bstatus%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUS3m2JV9QI/AAAAAAAAAMw/UKfRilTw86w/s400/Breakfast%2Bstatus%2B2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567776917334390018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Conclusion; I have a Mareshiajin-eating-Furansu-food-for-dessert-in-the-morning.&lt;br /&gt;Yippie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objective; Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S; Did I mentioned that I am so heading over heels in love with the NicoNico Douga singers all over again? Particularly Clear, Nero and the rest of the PointFive(.5) members?&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably make a post of them soon.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S/S; And did I mentioned I ate Korean pancakes (cooked by none other my mummy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;♥),&lt;br /&gt;inspired by Lee Hyori from Family Outing S1.&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/2235714072356804159-3130590973392021074?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3130590973392021074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/randomness-1-or-was-it-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/3130590973392021074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/3130590973392021074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/randomness-1-or-was-it-2.html' title='Randomness #1 (...or was it #2?)'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUS2u4gKORI/AAAAAAAAAMo/rKBHm_Rqqk8/s72-c/Breakfast%2Bstatus.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-3585882430268100318</id><published>2011-01-28T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:32:32.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am also guilty of watching way too much Disney'/><title type='text'>Some things just can't be helped.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know one thing that can't be helped no matter how much you try.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe a couple of things.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, fate.&lt;br /&gt;Second is... love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, no matter how much I want to deny it.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times I shake my head off the thought.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it always comes back to me. But...&lt;br /&gt;This time is different.&lt;br /&gt;At least, I like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years, my crushes would be either those of video games characters or&lt;br /&gt;animations characters, even now characters from novels that I read.&lt;br /&gt;To think there is a real, living human crush of mine just a few steps away&lt;br /&gt;from my seat in class.&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard to just say 'hi, can we be friends?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, give me courage.&lt;br /&gt;To even talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;Just being friends and share all the things we have in-common---&lt;br /&gt;Is already a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I love to listen to the songs you've written&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand perfectly that you will never let anyone into your life that easy.&lt;br /&gt;But, can you make me the only exception?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somehow this has become like a short story for Paramore's The only exception.&lt;br /&gt;Go figures.&lt;br /&gt;I am also guilty of watching way too much Disney/Non-Disney fairy tales and folklore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, excuse me and this somewhat really embarrassing post.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;I just need to get this off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't take me as someone who desperately in need of love.&lt;br /&gt;I don't.&lt;br /&gt;I just have a massive curiosity of this particular person.&lt;br /&gt;Who might be the first (...or second) who shares the same things&lt;br /&gt;as I do.&lt;br /&gt;In terms of music, opinions et cetera.&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/2235714072356804159-3585882430268100318?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3585882430268100318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-things-just-cant-be-helped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/3585882430268100318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/3585882430268100318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/some-things-just-cant-be-helped.html' title='Some things just can&apos;t be helped.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-1555214060665146232</id><published>2011-01-27T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:33:08.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I just want to have a peaceful final year of high school'/><title type='text'>Fight Fire with Fire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How should I say this in order to really elaborate&lt;br /&gt;on my, this time, idiom-ish entitled post?&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just say, the people around me are.&lt;br /&gt;I think it might be just one-sided. Considering&lt;br /&gt;THOSE people who started first.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, I'm not here to badmouth anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah; I know. I used to.&lt;br /&gt;It was just a one time thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna delete the previous post (of one containing my anger on someone)&lt;br /&gt;neither will I make another one like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a blog, so I'll use whatever it has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;Like for instance,&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; freedom of speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I just love to beat around the bush.&lt;br /&gt;It what makes any posts interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Come on, if you just leave is too short and simple.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't show the Malaysian shyness.&lt;br /&gt;Or how my Bahasa teacher will always say;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Orang Melayu suka cakap berlapik-lapik.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally second that. And I will live up to that quote, teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I did it again.&lt;br /&gt;I just shifted into another topic.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, once you fight fire with fire.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it will be just an endless, meaningless and extremely idiotic battle.&lt;br /&gt;There really is no end to it.&lt;br /&gt;Unless someone just throw a bucket full of water on both of them.&lt;br /&gt;Or both of them should just stop.&lt;br /&gt;In my case, however, the particular ONE SIDE need to stop.&lt;br /&gt;No one is up to any fight at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;We are SPM candidates for heaven's sake.&lt;br /&gt;Act like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see any reasons why you should involve me into this fight,&lt;br /&gt;which I'm so not up for it.&lt;br /&gt;I have my reasons;&lt;br /&gt;1. It is a complete waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;2. This is the final year of high school... you get the picture right?&lt;br /&gt;3. I am a supporter of peace unless that particular someone just really&lt;br /&gt;want to test out my patience.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am a human, of course I do have my own faults.&lt;br /&gt;5. I am a 'there are people who love us and people who hate us' believer (belieber?)&lt;br /&gt;6. I much prefer fighting against some monsters in video games than this kind of fight, which I will gain some experience for my characters and level up. While that particular fight, I  don't see anything I will attain from letting you provoke me.&lt;br /&gt;7. I do have some really few people who I just happen to dislike. I can't dislike irritating people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, please. Do not, as in DO NOT PROVOKE ME OR INVOLVE ME IN YOUR LITTLE FIGHT OF MEANINGLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs softly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate your cooperation.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-1555214060665146232?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1555214060665146232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/fight-fire-with-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1555214060665146232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1555214060665146232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/fight-fire-with-fire.html' title='Fight Fire with Fire.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-7964344782729700858</id><published>2011-01-27T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:33:18.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><title type='text'>Reunion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;Reunion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Years of separation, and always postponing our reunion, Neeya and I have finally met for the first time after four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, all thanks to a friend of hers, Iskandar, for letting it happened.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, God too.&lt;br /&gt;It started upon just a mere share of link about the MPO,&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a Malaysia Philharmonic Orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;He commented. And we talked about the wonders of the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, suddenly, he commented on my FB wall.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you going to the MPO with us?"&lt;br /&gt;I was stunt.&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, I thought it was only a joke.&lt;br /&gt;A fun, imaginary joke to fulfill my sweet desire of going to watch MPO&lt;br /&gt;once in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Guess, he didn't think that way.&lt;br /&gt;I was broke. So broke.&lt;br /&gt;But he told me, that it was his 'treat.'&lt;br /&gt;There was no way I could decline such offer.&lt;br /&gt;Though, I had my hesitations.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, even if he wasn't going to 'treat' me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll still go anyways. Considering my mum said it could be my early&lt;br /&gt;birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of presents, I like to make a quick shout out to a friend of mine;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is never meaningless. But it is so, without you.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Nat.&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be. ;')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, we couldn't go to the MPO. Because the only tickets that were left was the RM170. ;___;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not disappointed, regardless. It's the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;Iskandar's thought to treat us.&lt;br /&gt;However, he actually made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;Saying he booked the tickets to watch a movie in KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;'Gulliver's Travels.' was it?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I enjoyed it. We enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;Very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day of the reunion. I was early I guess. 30 minutes early.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I wanted to see her early to spazz around Kinokuniya.&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous. I kept going in and out of Kinokuniya.&lt;br /&gt;And was so thirsty. Yes, I forgot to bring my water with me.&lt;br /&gt;I had to wait until it nearly 3.30 pm. to buy the mineral water.&lt;br /&gt;Because the butterflies in my belly made me unable to walk 10 centimetres&lt;br /&gt;away from the Kinokuniya entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit awkward when we first saw each other.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Iskandar was there too, along with another friend of theirs.&lt;br /&gt;Let's call him K. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I keep forgetting his name.&lt;br /&gt;Shame on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, well, it wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; awkward anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Desserts Bar, my first time there by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Iskandar treated all of us. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;He's a nice-rich-person-though-he-doesn't-seem-that-way-at-all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUE6akwU3oI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6287_b-Vtqc/s1600/4213118344_ff61d873f0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUE6akwU3oI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6287_b-Vtqc/s400/4213118344_ff61d873f0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566794842624024194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much, Is-kun.&lt;br /&gt;I owe you, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;He ordered us the 'Belgian Chocolate Fondue.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUE6tStMPxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XmUnIP1pFVE/s1600/IMG_7190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUE6tStMPxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XmUnIP1pFVE/s400/IMG_7190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566795164196552466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes I know. Yummy~&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't going to get this. Really.&lt;br /&gt;It was his choice *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;For drink. I ordered Iced Cappucino.&lt;br /&gt;Which is just delicious. Wish there was Cafe au Lait though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent most of our time eating.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we ate in a short time. But the chitchatting was... longer.&lt;br /&gt;We talked all kind of nonsense. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but mainly just made fun of Iskandar.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;K is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Those three are the most fun people I have ever met.&lt;br /&gt;*Internet friends not included. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we finally got the chance to spazz around Kinokuniya;&lt;br /&gt;upon Neeya's request.&lt;br /&gt;But it was that Is guy who bought things.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, he was the only one did the shopping.&lt;br /&gt;We only... watched him spent his cash on some mangas and lots, lots, lots of&lt;br /&gt;ARTBOOKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I was so jealous of him. He even bought 27 of Starry Sky Merchandises; mangas and artbooks. Which if I'm not mistaken, cost him a whole Rm720. o__________o;;&lt;br /&gt;I am no way near his wealthiness.&lt;br /&gt;In Kinokuniya we laughed a lot. Chattered a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Snapped pictures a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;And did some Japanese kids stalking too.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha. One was a boy another was a girl. Probably siblings.&lt;br /&gt;They were so adorable. At that time, I was going to&lt;br /&gt;secretly using my mysterious awesome stalker to take a picture of them.&lt;br /&gt;But failed to, due to the eyes of the passersby who looked.&lt;br /&gt;They must have thought I was creepy.&lt;br /&gt;And they were right.&lt;br /&gt;I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, it was already the time for me to go back. We separated at the LRT station.&lt;br /&gt;My train came first.&lt;br /&gt;So, we did a group hug for a fleeting moment.&lt;br /&gt;It was so sweet, I could shed some tears too.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we bid our goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, we get the chance to see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;not just Neeya and me, of course.&lt;br /&gt;The other two too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I finally I was able to post about this reunion. I was going to post it&lt;br /&gt;the same day of the reunion, Sunday. But exhaustion overpowered me.&lt;br /&gt;And the next three days were much more tiring.&lt;br /&gt;And I am still. But I resisted so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-7964344782729700858?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7964344782729700858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/7964344782729700858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/7964344782729700858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/reunion.html' title='Reunion.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TUE6akwU3oI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6287_b-Vtqc/s72-c/4213118344_ff61d873f0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-5478444315371606884</id><published>2011-01-22T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:33:31.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neeya and Isk are two coolest people ever. 8D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kpop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love Dongwoon and Doojoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEAST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B2ST'/><title type='text'>Experience of Present&amp;Past.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the Marathon Day.&lt;br /&gt;Believe or not, I sorta had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Though, I just ran all by myself considering that two of my friends&lt;br /&gt;were absent. Yes, lonely I was.&lt;br /&gt;While the other two are the Red Crescent Society,&lt;br /&gt;thus, they had to stand and watch out for injured students/runners.&lt;br /&gt;If there was one.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there was one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry on, tomorrow's Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;But do I have anything planned on?&lt;br /&gt;Er. Might be. But not a definite answer.&lt;br /&gt;Though, hopefully, my plan goes as plan.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;Please do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, I have to finish all the homework.&lt;br /&gt;There sure a lot of homework.&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention that I dislike directed writing?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do. At times. Depending on the topic.&lt;br /&gt;Articles, nay. I hate it most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason that I kinda dislike directing writing is that...&lt;br /&gt;they give you the words. I mean, sure, the words aren't&lt;br /&gt;which I normally used. But sometimes it's hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if it's regarding something so out of my league.&lt;br /&gt;Like a house on fire or something. Or even, an accident.&lt;br /&gt;I much prefer fiction. And fantasy, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on... how do you readers out there (if there's any...)&lt;br /&gt;like the first song on my playlist?&lt;br /&gt;To those who don't who they are...&lt;br /&gt;One is Son Dongwoon also known as the Arabian Prince (...Aladdin?)&lt;br /&gt;And another  is also one of my biases, Yoon Doojoon.&lt;br /&gt;Both are from the Korean B2ST/BEAST boy group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day, I mean the two days meeting them.&lt;br /&gt;It was like a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time my sister and I bought four of their latest albums&lt;br /&gt;just to get the Showcase passes. Two of us and another two for friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day of the Showcase, which was held at the,&lt;br /&gt;err, I forgot where but it was somewhere in Ampang.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew it was 'that' crowded. We were there around 3.30pm&lt;br /&gt;but I'm certain that some people gathered a whole lot earlier than us.&lt;br /&gt;Like in the morning? We were so tired. And I couldn't go to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;The gate was supposed to be open around 7pm but was delayed.&lt;br /&gt;Until around 8.30, if I'm not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, everyone was exhausted. There were about 100 people that fainted.&lt;br /&gt;Including me.&lt;br /&gt;Or, that I didn't faint. Just suffered from a slight panic attack when the gate was finally opened.&lt;br /&gt;It was a scary experience. Though, I know that I do have panic attack.&lt;br /&gt;But in my entire life, I have never experienced such thing before.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like my heart stopped for a few seconds. Thus, I had some breathing difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have asthma, for your &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;extra&lt;/span&gt; information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, let's just skip.&lt;br /&gt;So, we were singing when the boys performed.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had a massive blast.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had the autograph session.&lt;br /&gt;Which I went to the stage and met the boys up close.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had a major nervous break down.&lt;br /&gt;The whole time, I was talking to myself, practicing just to say&lt;br /&gt;one simple sentence;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you for coming to Malaysia."&lt;br /&gt;I managed to say it to Yoseob, who sat at the end of the table.&lt;br /&gt;He was the last person to sign my album.&lt;br /&gt;And he bowed slightly (I think...) and said something like;&lt;br /&gt;"Nee." And "jbhaebfhrweg" The gibberish part is because I couldn't&lt;br /&gt;get what he was saying. *laughs* But still, I was happy he responded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next day. Sunday (too).&lt;br /&gt;Did I mentioned my friends and I won the Meet&amp;amp;Greet session?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we did. But my little sister didn't. *frowns*&lt;br /&gt;Still, I promised her that we will give her letter to the boys.&lt;br /&gt;The Meet&amp;amp;Greet session was held at Nikko Hotel in Ampang.&lt;br /&gt;We went there by public transportation since I knew the place&lt;br /&gt;like the back of my hand. *laughs*... Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some hotel alright. Not like my typical hotel that I went with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Except for Port Dickson, Legends Water Chalet. I love that place.&lt;br /&gt;Skipping to the highlight part, we were the second group to see the boys.&lt;br /&gt;Man, I was shocked. As my friend and I were looking back at the previous girls&lt;br /&gt;who went in there and came out, crying.&lt;br /&gt;I was like..."They cried?" and raised an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;But once I turned around, however, the six members of BEAST/B2ST lined up in a row&lt;br /&gt;and bowed while greeted us with the Korean 'Hello.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my state of shock, I turned around and was going to head out. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was that shock. (Speaking of shock... it was the name of one of their songs. *giggles*)&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, my friends and I were running towards them and took a picture with them.&lt;br /&gt;And on our way outside, however, we stopped to see the leader, Doojoon.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we shook his hands and I looked at him, straightly.&lt;br /&gt;He was so close. And his hands were so smooth. And he was so beautiful and&lt;br /&gt;beautiful and just so smexily handsome.&lt;br /&gt;We exchanged a few words before we left.&lt;br /&gt;At that time, I had the urge to cry like the girls before us did.&lt;br /&gt;We gave my little sister's letter and our handmade, card too. A very pretty, pretty card indeed.&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTq1PMNwU2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/n8qNhZLldYE/s1600/36219_1505984292678_1326397983_1330595_598795_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTq1PMNwU2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/n8qNhZLldYE/s400/36219_1505984292678_1326397983_1330595_598795_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564959562151252834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The front cover. Teehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTq1PEb31rI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HTf52QAgtQY/s1600/36219_1505984332679_1326397983_1330596_6724398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTq1PEb31rI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HTf52QAgtQY/s400/36219_1505984332679_1326397983_1330596_6724398_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564959560062981810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Credits to me for the sketches. 8DD Man, I was in such a hurry sketching those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTq1PFC8-dI/AAAAAAAAAMI/wp-AvZ7CEBE/s1600/36219_1505984412681_1326397983_1330598_1005922_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTq1PFC8-dI/AAAAAAAAAMI/wp-AvZ7CEBE/s400/36219_1505984412681_1326397983_1330598_1005922_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564959560226896338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTq1PRRkQbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/TQytIACP--c/s1600/37431_1506299260552_1326397983_1332118_7616929_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTq1PRRkQbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/TQytIACP--c/s400/37431_1506299260552_1326397983_1332118_7616929_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564959563509416370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was jumping. So,,, it's not a wonder the quality is just... so-so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-5478444315371606884?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5478444315371606884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/experience-of-present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5478444315371606884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5478444315371606884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/experience-of-present.html' title='Experience of Present&amp;Past.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTq1PMNwU2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/n8qNhZLldYE/s72-c/36219_1505984292678_1326397983_1330595_598795_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-2002190756413273427</id><published>2011-01-19T22:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:33:41.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noctis Lucis Caelum&apos;s voice caused me to have a MASSIVE EARGASM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Square-Enix please release Final Fantasy Versus XIII for the xbox360'/><title type='text'>Reporting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*hands stretches*&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a day off. I could use some rest.&lt;br /&gt;Especially after I had to run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 kilometres for the school marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait.&lt;br /&gt;I have to run again this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was just the 'rehearsal.'&lt;br /&gt;But man, the way how my legs are still sore and my body is still aching,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't really call that a '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;rehearsal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;' at all.&lt;br /&gt;They could at least make next Monday a holiday, or even tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;By then, I could actually be '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mentally' and '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;physically' prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I didn't have to go to class the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;As I was involved in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Leadership Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends did too.&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly, I find it pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the evening and night, I was a bit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emotionally unstable.&lt;br /&gt;I was doing the usual; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;resting while chatting with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;They were discussing about something.&lt;br /&gt;I was sleepy, exhausted but I didn't want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;So in my sleep-derived state, I kept on chatting,&lt;br /&gt;hoping that they would change their topic from&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Naming your future babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;' to something much more, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;Like, how to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stop global warming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;touche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; when a friend of mine retorted with some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;insensitive comments, if I may say so.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I went offline immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning rose, I felt a lot better than yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 19th 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, was a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; tiresome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I expect nothing less for the coming days as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTfrUkDiJyI/AAAAAAAAALw/lvR0jgmsCW8/s1600/noctis_lucis_caelum_by_raffi_nyaunyau-d31cyiz.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTfrUkDiJyI/AAAAAAAAALw/lvR0jgmsCW8/s400/noctis_lucis_caelum_by_raffi_nyaunyau-d31cyiz.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564174603147945762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Credits to Raffi-nyaunyau for this lovely.&amp;amp;.smexii image of Noctis ❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Especially, once I saw the latest trailer of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Final Fantasy Versus XIII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, featuring almost all the characters voices,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;except for Stella&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a major and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;massive eargasm when I heard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Noctis' voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shed tears when I watched the freaking trailer.&lt;br /&gt;All these years keeping up with the updates and new details about the game.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, SE released a trailer featuring his voice.&lt;br /&gt;As a fangirl, I couldn't ask for nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe... I could...&lt;br /&gt;For instance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SE... please,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; please,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Release&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Versus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; XIII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; XBOX360&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-2002190756413273427?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2002190756413273427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh-hands-stretches-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2002190756413273427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2002190756413273427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh-hands-stretches-finally.html' title='Reporting.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TTfrUkDiJyI/AAAAAAAAALw/lvR0jgmsCW8/s72-c/noctis_lucis_caelum_by_raffi_nyaunyau-d31cyiz.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-9208073094631372295</id><published>2011-01-18T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:34:06.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers koisuru oniisama is a disappointment'/><title type='text'>3 Seconds of Happiness (and other babbles).</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was only 3 seconds. But I could feel this happiness rushing into me at that exact moment.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it was just a mere bump. Okay, more lie, I elbowed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I was a bit taken aback when he didn't even notice that.&lt;br /&gt;He simply (and swiftly) passed beside me&lt;br /&gt;while I was about to turn around and apologize into, thinking it was just a girl.&lt;br /&gt;But when I turned. I saw a shirt. And at the moment I was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shit. A guy?&lt;br /&gt;And it's not just any guy...."&lt;br /&gt;*gasps and gawks at the same time*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupefied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Frozen.&lt;br /&gt;But what on earth... he didn't even noticed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm happy. And that's what counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting that aside, I'm gonna make a short review, I guess you could call that.&lt;br /&gt;It's regarding the new otome game I played.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I was excited to play it and happy when I got the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;At least, before I actually played it.&lt;br /&gt;I was left speechless in the middle of the game and&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I just curse through the whole gameplay.&lt;br /&gt;God. I personally think that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brothers; Koisuru no oniisama,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't worth a penny. maybe a few pennies.&lt;br /&gt;As it would seem evil of me to say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating would be probably around 4/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;0.5 - The (disappointing) characters&lt;br /&gt;0.5 - The story&lt;br /&gt;1 - The music&lt;br /&gt;1 - I personally like how they made a map of the mansion for us to select which places to go.&lt;br /&gt;1 - Just a score purely out of pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was wrong:&lt;br /&gt;The pace of the story.&lt;br /&gt;The characters.&lt;br /&gt;The times when I couldn't feel the right emotions --&lt;br /&gt;both out of the voice actors and the sad scenes,&lt;br /&gt;which I honestly laughed all the way.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, when one of the 'brothers' fell ill and went blind in the end.&lt;br /&gt;I just laughed. All the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And, oh God, the very unnecessary 18X scenes.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I didn't think it was rated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18.&lt;br /&gt;But for a 18 rated game.&lt;br /&gt;It was somewhat like a kid game. Plot-wise, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Even a middle schooler could come up with better plot and story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I finished the first gameplay --&lt;br /&gt;with hope that it would turn for the better in the end,&lt;br /&gt;but no, and I immediately uninstalled the game&lt;br /&gt; and deleted everything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A waste of my two days of downloading it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A waste of my hours playing it. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, to those who actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;liked the game,&lt;br /&gt;please don't flame me.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happen to freedom of speech?&lt;br /&gt;This is merely my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to find another game to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-1507691060898992556</id><published>2011-01-16T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T01:56:35.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Header.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;This time, all my months of effort of studying the javascript&lt;br /&gt;to put randomize images upon refresh, finally paid off.&lt;br /&gt;So now, girls and boys -- feel free to reload/refresh every minute.&lt;br /&gt;Though, I just put like four headers only at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;more will come soon.&lt;br /&gt;Considering I might be busy during the weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;'Might be.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, that's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;Will post more some time later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-1507691060898992556?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1507691060898992556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/newwwwwwwwwwww-header.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1507691060898992556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1507691060898992556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/newwwwwwwwwwww-header.html' title='New Header.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-1894178675524484037</id><published>2011-01-15T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T02:01:12.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P3P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ken amada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akihiko sanada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persona 3 portable nouveau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shinji aragaki'/><title type='text'>Evening Chatter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was a holiday. To those who didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;And the title doesn't really make any sense does it?&lt;br /&gt;I know. I know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so out of ideas lately.&lt;br /&gt;Even for my new fanfic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PERSONA 3 PORTABLE: NOUVEAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made two prologue drafts.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm torn between two.&lt;br /&gt;I like the first one too.&lt;br /&gt;But when I think about the readers... I-I'll be;&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Sorta like that.&lt;br /&gt;So I think, I would just go with the second draft.&lt;br /&gt;Then just continue how I did for the first draft.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, should I make the fanfic featuring the FeMC, or the MC?&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I'm torn between those two.&lt;br /&gt;I heart both.&lt;br /&gt;If I choose the FeMC, automatically, Akihiko will be hers.&lt;br /&gt;Which, I'm not jealous at all (a little bit might be...)&lt;br /&gt;I just lied. Maybe a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Akihiko is just a great character and an amazing potential significant other.&lt;br /&gt;But look at the bright side, at least &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shinji-senpai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;❤ ❤&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ken-chan ❤  are available.&lt;br /&gt;including a certain character.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not stupei, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aria: No offense, Junpei.&lt;br /&gt;Junpei: H-Hey! I resent that! You and Yukari are the SAME!&lt;br /&gt;Aria: *roll-eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Might post the prologue and first chapter soon.&lt;br /&gt;Right after I'm finish with my piles of homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even made a list.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda fun too . &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start making list for upcoming homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ARIA'S HOMEWORK-TO-DO LIST SO SHE COULD PLAY OTOME GAMES LATER AND WASTE HER TIME FACEBOOK-ING, AND WRITING P3P:NOUVEAU. AND BABBLE ON HER BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junpei; Kekeke. Maybe I should make one too! *wiggle eyebrows at the list's title*&lt;br /&gt;Aria; HAHA. I know right!&lt;br /&gt;Mitsuru; ...Absurd.&lt;br /&gt;Aria&amp;Junpei; I resent that!&lt;br /&gt;Yukari; *sighs* And you say Aria and I are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biology ✔ (Both notes and exercise.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chemistry (I tried. But still can't figure it out. So, just gonna ask the teacher.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;History (Essays and structure questions.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P. Islam ✔ (All three exercises.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B.M. ✔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Add maths ✔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maths ✔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Librarian stuffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll be done quick with all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;more updates will come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Au Revoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;minna-san&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;--- Yay for French + Japanese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-1894178675524484037?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1894178675524484037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/evening-chat-with-meh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1894178675524484037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1894178675524484037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/evening-chat-with-meh.html' title='Evening Chatter'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-251782700227601686</id><published>2011-01-11T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T02:03:43.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillex'/><title type='text'>No More chillex.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah. Exactly. Everyday has been hectic so far&lt;br /&gt;and it's just the beginning of January, there are still lots ahead me.&lt;br /&gt;Ordeal. Drama. Conflict. Etc. Oh yeah, homework.&lt;br /&gt;And with several exclamation points at the end; SPM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna start about SPM 'cause I'm just so tired at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I had to run for the whole 12 minutes non-stop (not even when I felt the feeling of faint. jeesh.) Then, a punishment.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that a bit to harsh? I just practically ran until my legs fell off.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even get the chance to chill or sit for a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness, I brought my water with me at that time.&lt;br /&gt;It was like...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if there's a word to describe it. Oh wait, there is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BRUTAL AND EXCRUCIATING.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. That pretty much sums this post up.&lt;br /&gt;Really. All I wanted to rant about my life today is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I gotta finish up some, probably, Librarians works.&lt;br /&gt;Then homework. Gosh, my body and legs are still sore.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to just hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: default;color:transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-251782700227601686?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/251782700227601686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-more-chillex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/251782700227601686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/251782700227601686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-more-chillex.html' title='No More chillex.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-6982300394982351265</id><published>2011-01-09T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T02:04:38.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aladdin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we could be in love'/><title type='text'>We could be in love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object width="160" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIoWkuanTUA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIoWkuanTUA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="160" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thump. Thump. Thump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be still my heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lately, it's mind is on its own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It would go far and wide just to be near you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even the stars... shining a bit bright, I've noticed;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you're close to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Still it remains a mystery."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyone who seen us,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Knows what's going on between us;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It doesn't take a genius to read between the line."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And it's not just wishful thinking,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Or only me who's dreaming,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know what these are symptoms of..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;We could be in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the sweetest thing I've ever found. Simply adorable.&lt;br /&gt;I could just squeal at every word.&lt;br /&gt;Disney's Aladdin is nowhere close to cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;Or it's not just a 'car-toon.'&lt;br /&gt;Aladdin is a wonderful hero. An amazing inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;A long-lived childhood crush of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time I was ridiculously yet seriously jealous of Jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;Real or not.&lt;br /&gt;She has Aladdin to always remain at her side.&lt;br /&gt;When will my charming Arabian thief come to me?&lt;br /&gt;I've waited years now. Perhaps more than 12 whole years.&lt;br /&gt;'A Whole New World' and 'We Could Be in Love' are definitely and forevermore, my most favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I ask myself why;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I sleep like a baby through the night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe it helps to know,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That you'll be there tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, so true. There were times I listened and sang this song to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time when I'm in love, I'll check these symptoms out.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. Definitely helpful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-6982300394982351265?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6982300394982351265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-could-be-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6982300394982351265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6982300394982351265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-could-be-in-love.html' title='We could be in love.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-8770469439035443773</id><published>2011-01-08T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T02:10:29.313-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day of school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dujun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doojoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hyun bin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song hye kyo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secret garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worlds within'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all my love'/><title type='text'>First week Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is will my second post of the year 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just survived my first week of school as a SPM candidate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week was... okay (I guess?). *says with a flat voice*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day, however, was a disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the very first day,  a teacher replaced Pn. Ram, my chemistry teacher&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought it would be... different than Pn. Ram's class,&lt;br /&gt;but the moment the new teacher, stepped in,&lt;br /&gt;as if the whole class were stupefied.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the teacher immediately ordered the students to stand up&lt;br /&gt;and asked questions. I was one of the few students left I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I was nervous what can I say? I knew the answer,&lt;br /&gt;but it just wouldn't come out.  *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of Pn. Ram's constant sarcasm, I have to say, I kinda miss her.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought of a day that I would say that.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I don't dislike the new teacher.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so-so. I'm sitting for SPM this year,&lt;br /&gt;so I'm not mad that she did that.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know, all she wanted was to test us.&lt;br /&gt;And if she's mad, I won't say anything too, because she should.&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting for SPM this year.&lt;br /&gt;So, if I can't even mastered the Form 4's Chemistry, how can I ace the test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-kay, let's put the depressing issue alone and&lt;br /&gt; talks about what happened in school again.&lt;br /&gt;Non-SPM-related. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this year, I've been elected to be the I don't know, Head of School Librarians?&lt;br /&gt;And there are still some work needed to be finish by Monday.&lt;br /&gt;For clubs, I am the treasurer assistant, though, I don't think I'm gonna do anything. &lt;br /&gt;Probably just tagging along with the treasurer, which is my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I joined the School Magazine community.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll be the Head Editor too,&lt;br /&gt;just for the sake of getting koko marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new kid in 5 Science class.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just call her S. I sure hope, she would be one of us someday.&lt;br /&gt;Since it's too early for her to get used to it yet.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to our school, S! :DD *throws confetti*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, the best day of the week was Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Around 10.45 a.m. Location; In the library; at the counter. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;That was truly, the best moment I've experience in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;Though it was short, but I want to treasure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and before I forgot, I even watched some new K-dramas.&lt;br /&gt;The first one is All My Love, I absolutely love the castings.&lt;br /&gt;Gain and Doojoon are just too adorable.&lt;br /&gt;And every time I see Doojoon, I always get this bubbly feeling&lt;br /&gt;and start to remember the time I met him in person.&lt;br /&gt;He was amazing. Beautiful. Simply gorgeous. *mesmerizes*&lt;br /&gt;His hands were so manly, big yet at the same time had the smoothest palms&lt;br /&gt;I ever felt in my entire life,&lt;br /&gt;I should put the picture we took together in a frame. *blushes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also watching Secret Garden. Which featuring my new bias.&lt;br /&gt;Hyun-Bin.&lt;br /&gt;I even made a wallpaper out of him.&lt;br /&gt;And a new album of pictures too.&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I are so head over heels.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TSgpAInBOPI/AAAAAAAAALY/hHzi4pIWu5c/s1600/b880aed115838a919e6e6d7d8d932ab91288550713_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TSgpAInBOPI/AAAAAAAAALY/hHzi4pIWu5c/s400/b880aed115838a919e6e6d7d8d932ab91288550713_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559738822276757746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TSgpV8e3Y2I/AAAAAAAAALg/C9P_LNJTo-s/s1600/i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TSgpV8e3Y2I/AAAAAAAAALg/C9P_LNJTo-s/s400/i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559739196978455394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-8770469439035443773?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8770469439035443773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-week-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8770469439035443773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8770469439035443773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-week-updates.html' title='First week Updates!'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TSgpAInBOPI/AAAAAAAAALY/hHzi4pIWu5c/s72-c/b880aed115838a919e6e6d7d8d932ab91288550713_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-1293696518810921974</id><published>2011-01-01T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T02:49:41.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'>Haha.</title><content type='html'>Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy.~ :)&lt;br /&gt;And who knows why. LOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I have all the reasons not to be happy today.&lt;br /&gt;Like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #1; School is starting. Like really soon. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #2; SPM tis year darn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #3; Someone broke a promise. I mean, seriously what the klgdjsfkghrs! I was so looking forward to these (roughly) two months of break when we're gonna talk all day/night long but no~, lies. Jeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #4; I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't know. I think I'm feeling oddly happy this evening. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THAT is why I am blogging for no reason. I think this post is just... a mere post. Haha. No topic. No blabbering. No complaining. No ranting. No fangirling. No emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random post! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think it's good once it a while. Enough with the depressing stuff, this blog deserve more happiness! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Maybe I'll be blogging soon again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing, once school's start, there's bound to have something to blog (complain) about. Ahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And before I forgot. Happy New Year guys and girls! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a great year ahead of you!&lt;br /&gt;New year, new resolution. :)&lt;br /&gt;Let 2010 be the wonderful memory you'd created.&lt;br /&gt;There's 2011 waiting for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-1293696518810921974?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1293696518810921974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1293696518810921974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1293696518810921974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/haha.html' title='Haha.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-141098822956312546</id><published>2010-12-31T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T04:29:52.868-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncertainty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Connected'/><title type='text'>Connected.</title><content type='html'>For once in my life, I have this unusual feeling of wanting to know more. Deeper. Learning more about this certain person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I have never felt like this with anyone before. I guess, there's a first for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person somehow became a very irreplaceable someone to me. To the point that I wish to know more, I need to know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever feel this way before? Thinking that you are so close to a certain person, but reality is, you know nothing about him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts. How this person is so irreplaceable yet, I know nothing about him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for once, I feel like telling all these piling up, mixed feelings of mine to someone, and wanting that person would do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has secrets. I have one. You have one. Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, I don't like keeping secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because at some point, since I am that type of easily get anxious and have uncertainties... thus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desired reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty annoying huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can I say, this is a part of humanity.  :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, I'm being like this is because of all the sentimental songs I've been listening lately. //sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Mamoru Miyano, now Pokota. //laughs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I used to cry myself to sleep while listening to Pokota's song. //chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;While having flashbacks of a memory of the past.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;(sighs) If I could ask for a wish, &lt;u&gt;I wish to eliminate those memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Quoted from a great friend of mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I wish for the exact same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder... what happen if were to get amnesia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If someone call this 'emo,' I call him/her ignorant. I mean, whatever happen to freedom of speech? This is a blog. Live with it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;--A R I A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-141098822956312546?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/141098822956312546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/connected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/141098822956312546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/141098822956312546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/connected.html' title='Connected.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-8003077601766172848</id><published>2010-12-30T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T19:18:58.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rakuen no uta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pandora save your heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shin kurisu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nachi sasamoto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kazuaki'/><title type='text'>Rakuen no Uta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rakuen no Uta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally knew. About the mysterious two characters on my header. LOL. Yeah, I'm using it without knowing who the heck were they. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares... since they're so beautiful and sweet together. ;33&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it's by my most favourite artist ever... YEAH. Give it up for.... *applause* KAZUAKI-SAMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, Kazuaki is the one behind both Starry Sky and of course... this; Rakuen no uta /&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;楽園のうた&lt;/span&gt;/Paradise's song? xDD Or Song of Paradise(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes. Rakuen no Uta is a shounen-ai story! I'm still listening to its Drama CD. Will post about it once I listen to all of it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll just talk about the part that I have listened first so far. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the two guys on the header name is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black hair - Nachi Sasamoto (Kamiya Hiroshi :D)&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat blond - Shin Kurisu (Midorikawa Hikaru!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I guess it started with Nachi, a somewhat reserved guy who had listened to this 'ludicrous' song which sounded familiar somehow. Immediately, he stormed into his twin sister's room; somewhat furious, and asked about the song. It turned out, his twin sister, Rimu (or smthg) sent Nachi's poem to this band called KIX for a contest, which eventually became a song called 'Pandora~ Save your heart.' Still, Nachi found the lyrics&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; absurd &lt;/span&gt;and ruined the poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his still furious state, he demanded the band's email and began sending provoking emails to incite his anger. He exchanged emails with 'someone' and I would say... it was like WILD. LOL. Nachi was insulting nonstop saying the lyrics were horrible yet he won't criticize about the beat/melody. The 'someone' defended his fan whom sent the poem while stating the poem was beautiful. Though, Nachi replied saying that that lyrics must have been written by some middle-schooler. LOL. *pats Nachi's back* Curious, the person demanded to know Nachi's identity but Nachi refused and sent the last email before closing his mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, however, Rimu barged into Nachi's room, panicking. She gave Nachi the phone and the caller turned out to be Shin, KIX's lead singer a.k.a the one who wrote the 'horrible' lyrics according to Nachi and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the one who Nachi sent those insulting emails to&lt;/span&gt;. :PPP Haha. Ironic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I guess~ Ahaha. I'm still listening. :DD What a bittersweet drama CD ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who curious about the song; 'Pandora~Save your heart,' you could listen it on my playlist. The 2nd song. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally, love it. ;3 Shin is after all, voiced by Hikaru Midorikawa/Sanada Akihiko-senpai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and before I forget, I made a medium-size icon to celebrate my new favourite two characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/2774/shinkurisuandnachisasam.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(SHIN &amp;amp; Nachi~~~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-8003077601766172848?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8003077601766172848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/rakuen-no-uta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8003077601766172848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/8003077601766172848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/rakuen-no-uta.html' title='Rakuen no Uta.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-3461754509671404626</id><published>2010-12-30T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T09:44:35.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandaro'/><title type='text'>A day of the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friendship 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized something. Maybe&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; friendship is something indeed very beautiful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;2500- My darling-darling. ♥ How could I ever start loving anime, games and drawing without you? You're one of the reasons for all this. Without you there wouldn't be "Sandaro". I thank you. ♥ You're sweet, talented, smart, pretty, funny. ohmai. you're the whole package! It's a drag that we didn't get to meet again this holiday. I really want to squeeze you. ;3; ♥ Maybe someday. I hope that day comes soon.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I shall cherish this. And do you know how taught me the word cherish? Yes, it's you 'Sandaro.' On that sketch under the Sakura three. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have a confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually... last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered a public speaking contest. And went to second round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to come up a speech about Friendship. And the first thing that popped up was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sandaro.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher asked me what is friendship to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Friendship to me is 'Sandaro.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable huh? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear everyone was looking at me strangely. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;And of course... I lost. But I didn't regret it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear my lovely darling whom I love so much for nearly six years. I would say the same... without you... 'Luna Lacus Sakura' would have never existed. How on earth would I know about Kingdom Hearts? And Ansem who is not 'handsome'? I remembe...r what you told me once at the canteen. Resting at our favourite spot. "Even though his name is Ansem, he's not really handsome." I could still laugh; remembering all the silly things we did. The tuition in UM. School days with you what made my boring life exciting every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, you are like the only star that glimmer amidst my cloudless dark sky. Never in million years, a replacement could ever take your place; because you are that one-of-a-kind &lt;span jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;friend that I won't be able to find even if I lived hundreds of years. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;-ARIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-3461754509671404626?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3461754509671404626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-of-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/3461754509671404626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/3461754509671404626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-of-past.html' title='A day of the past'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-1099554900569118211</id><published>2010-12-30T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T02:50:21.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.M.G</title><content type='html'>OMG.! I don't think I can do it. Really, honestly. I do not -- as in DO NOT think I am capable of being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CHIEF EDITOR FOR THE SCHOOL MAGAZINE!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZOMG!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phew&lt;/span&gt;~. That felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... what does an editor do anyways? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmmmmmmmmm&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If it means writing about the freaking school sports' festival event... then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'LL PASS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I even possess the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; CREATIVITY&lt;/span&gt; needed to be an editor anyways?&lt;br /&gt;*obvious sarcasm buzzer sound* Er. NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya know... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chief Editor&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;You gotta hand it... it sounds pretty *coughs* cool. And wicked. *coughs* :BB&lt;br /&gt;But being one holds many responsibility....&lt;br /&gt;Beyond of what I could carry too. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O___O&lt;/span&gt; *gulps*&lt;br /&gt;I just imagined it.&lt;br /&gt;...And it scares the hell outta me.&lt;br /&gt;What if I fail?!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poyo&lt;/span&gt; would curse at me. Oh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRAP&lt;/span&gt;! And the rest of the PEEPS will too!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I really became one... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopefully&lt;/span&gt;, it won't be publicly announced.&lt;br /&gt;Gang Poyo already looks down upon me... I don't need another thing for they could belittle me. DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys think I can do it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EERA! NEED YA ASAP! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;P/S; Poyo is not a real name. It's just a sarcastic title for a certain person :P PEEPS is an acronym of which I forgot what it stands for. xD But it's something my friends and I called the so-called 'Popular People' in our school! :D And last but not least, all the words that are in caps are to emphasize my point and current (ridiculous) dilemma. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-1099554900569118211?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1099554900569118211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1099554900569118211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1099554900569118211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/omg.html' title='O.M.G'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-7282797444299488755</id><published>2010-12-29T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:09:10.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestfriends'/><title type='text'>Friendship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*transmission starts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many days until school is open? Crap. I don't know. I lost count when I lose the interest to know... or I never have any to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year (which another few days away... or two :P), it will be my, what do you call it, SENIOR YEAR? Oh gawd. High school musical much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been boringly staring in the distance or just staring blankly at the screen of my laptop. I don't even know what I was thinking about. Really. Do I have anything personal to confide in somebody? Even if I do... who would I confide to? OK, that goes to the reason of this post (and title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*transmission over*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Friendship is a ship that never sink.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Elaborate please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those (possible) readers out there... do you ever have doubts about your friends? I'm not saying I have. But when I watch some movies, drama and whatnot. It as if they don't have any boundaries with their BFFs. Nothing stopping them from telling anything that bothers them. But I don't think... reality is that good is it? xDD Or am I mistaken? Correct me if I am! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because whenever I feel like confiding. There's always questions like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what if&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; that struck me; 'What if they don't take me seriously?' 'But... wouldn't they think I'm just being emo and all?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is this person... whom I can freely talk to really. Her reply wasn't surprising... because she's nice as she is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sure, I'll be here if you want to talk. I don't mind, you're my little sister after all ^^ So, how do you feel now?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what she asked me when I told her that I was kinda.. troubled at that moment. Haha. I didn't get the chance to reply... so I'll just say it here. Sorry, I spoke in the message when I wasn't at my right mind. xDD;; In other words, without thinking. Ahaha. Forget I say anything. But thanks. Lots of hearts to you from me. :"D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-7282797444299488755?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7282797444299488755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/7282797444299488755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/7282797444299488755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-day.html' title='Friendship.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-3844564967087635613</id><published>2010-12-29T17:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:12:12.133-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noctis lucis caelum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heroes of final fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud strife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genesis rhapsodos'/><title type='text'>Heroes of Final Fantasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heroes of Final Fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e-VESRJ92VY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xffffff&amp;amp;color2=0xffffff"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e-VESRJ92VY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xffffff&amp;amp;color2=0xffffff" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a video I made last month -- around the 29th. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to the wonderful heroes. :)&lt;br /&gt;And I personally think that Genesis could also consider as a Hero.&lt;br /&gt;He became all evil was because all those scientists who treat humans&lt;br /&gt;like lab rats. =="&lt;br /&gt;Genesis and Sephiroth are just victims to their cruel experiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried at the scene when the Goddess sorta rejected Genesis to become&lt;br /&gt;one with the lifestream. And Zack's part too of course.&lt;br /&gt;Zack's death was a big impact to me and I believe to the others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"He was indeed a hero. A great one on top of it. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- A R I A-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the after product (?) Now, let's go at the preview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-weight: normal;" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rBoSrKXTceA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xffffff&amp;amp;color2=0xffffff"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rBoSrKXTceA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xffffff&amp;amp;color2=0xffffff" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Of course, the finish product (??) is better. I was so excited so I needed to post the preview first before the real one. Then I seen how, ugh, hideous the preview version was, so I decided to change a few things. Can you spot what? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Software used: Sony Vegas Pro 9.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Music used: Fighting with the Devil (Resonance of Fate/End of Eternity), On the way to a Smile: Episode Denzel (Final Fantasy VII Advent Children Complete), Fulfilled desire (Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII. P/S; I cut the song and took the second part of it if I'm not mistaken.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Clips used: Dirge of Cerberus, Crisis Core, Final Fantasy Versus XIII trailer, Resonance of Fate trailer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-3844564967087635613?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3844564967087635613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/heroes-of-final-fantasy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/3844564967087635613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/3844564967087635613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/heroes-of-final-fantasy.html' title='Heroes of Final Fantasy'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-4615287452214121015</id><published>2010-12-29T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:19:33.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giselle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keepers of aelhaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarlett'/><title type='text'>Keepers of Aelhaven Note #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keepers of Aelhaven Note #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More KoA notes to save information about the details of the characters. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keepers of Aelhaven;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img707.imageshack.us/img707/3433/claine.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claine del Hathewyn - The next chosen Savior of Aelhaven. Thus, the name of the story. Keepers of Aelhaven. She is sort of one of the Keepers. Claine is also the princess of Eden, who later lose her memories about her being. She falls down from the Eden, the Floating City to the grounds of the Lowers Lands after being chased by the Ethereal. From then, she is saved by Adeline when she has a vision of Claine who is fatally wounded. Thus, Adeline informs the High Priestess and is taken to the Sacred Havenhollow of Ourania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/2761/alicec.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice Jean - A sky-pirate. But only steals things from rich and arrogant society in order to give it away to the poor. Alice actually belongs to a family of scientist but is left estranged when her parents died by the hands of her captors as she is kidnapped by unknown resistance. Later, however, she is saved by a famous sky-pirate and since then, been under his care. Alice is also fond of solar surfing with best friend, Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/6836/adeline.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline Whyte- She is a Seer. A Seer possess a powerful magic by having visions of the future. Adeline also goes to a somewhat Academy-like place; Sacred Havenhollow of Ourania, to learn healing magic and stuffs. Her parents died ever since she was an infant, so all these years she was under her Godfather, Keane's care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Banner will come later}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexis Rywald - A noble in Eden. Best friend of Princess of Eden, the Hathewyns, but after hearing that she died and that Ethereal is taking over Eden, she creates a rebellion army. She is also a Dragonlord. She is the master of one of the four powerful dragon named Feyth of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ignis&lt;/span&gt; breed. Ignis means Fire in Latin, thus, Feyth is a fire-dragon. The other three main dragons are Leviathan of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aqua&lt;/span&gt;, a water dragon, Quezacotl of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fulgur&lt;/span&gt;, a lightning dragon and last but no least, Bahamut of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ventus&lt;/span&gt;, a wind dragon. For centuries, Rywald family has always been a summoner of the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ignis&lt;/span&gt; breed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Banner... maybe some other time xD}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estelle Isley - In spite of her young age, she is a High Priestess of the Sacred Havenhollow of Ourania. Estelle is indeed a prodigy healer as she also comes from family of healers. She helps Claine recovers as she knows from the beginning that Claine is the Princess of Eden after sees an emblem on Claine's rapier. Knowing that Claine could be in danger from the Ethereal, she keeps it as a secret until the time comes for her to tell Claine. She also befriends Adeline after Adeline is assigned to study under her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{You get the drift. xD}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett Reed - A magic songstress from Ethereal. Scarlett who travels from city to city, meets Alice while Alice is working. Scarlett tends to talk a lot, which usually annoys Alice as Scarlett keeps on insisting that she should follow her and that she could be a great help. Despite that they always involves in argument, but later, the two of them are inseparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Same ol' same ol' xDD}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giselle Gage -  A chemist, who also helps Claine in her recovery. For hundred of centuries, Chemists and Healers made a pact. The Chemists could stay at the Scared Havenhollow (because of rare species of plants there that mostly can be used to make potions etc) in exchange for them to assist the Healers in treating their patients. Giselle and Estelle are best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Characters;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noctis Lucis Caelum - Prince of Ethereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Pleiades Hawkins - Alice's friend. Both a sky-pirate and solar-surfer mechanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack Fair - Soldier of Ethereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis Rhapsodos - Soldier of Ethereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cid Raines - A high politician of the Council of Ourania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud Strife - A delivery boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{More to come. These are all I could remember. ^^;; They are actually, you could say, important characters too! Only, I just don't want to bother with the details. Because I might spoil something about the plot. :DDD|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-4615287452214121015?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4615287452214121015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/keepers-of-aelhaven-note-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/4615287452214121015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/4615287452214121015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/keepers-of-aelhaven-note-2.html' title='Keepers of Aelhaven Note #2'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-1207511921464863118</id><published>2010-12-29T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:13:21.334-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persona 3 portable drama cd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theodore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P3P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FeMC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yukari'/><title type='text'>P3P Drama CD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P3P Drama CD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title says it all~! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out about it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Maybe not. I knew there had to be some drama CDs out there. But I didn't bother to search for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because thinking that I might not understand a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, big mistake. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out. . . I did understand. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of it though. But there some parts (blame my crappy Japanese. LOL) I just couldn't understand no matter how many times I rewind the part. :PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I did understand it. :DD Which is making me squealed with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5SegRU4dvYk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5SegRU4dvYk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part II.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NmKnqdJOI_c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NmKnqdJOI_c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part III.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Kenji is like the same species with Junpei. Only a bit smarter I guess. xDD I mean, I still couldn't get over with Kenji's greeting; 'Domo! Minna no idoru, Tomochika-desu!' / 'Hello! It's everyone's Idol, Tomochika xD' AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it. I seen it coming. xDD I knew that the girls were going to get angry at both of them (Kenji and Junpei) somehow. It was just a matter of time. xD And lol'ed at Junpei's awkward-reluctant 'Oyasumi.' AND the part when the FeMC was being oddly quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yukari-chan:&lt;/span&gt; Why are you being all quiet, Leader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FeMC; &lt;/span&gt;Those bastards..... I'M GONNA BEAT THE HELL OUTTA THEM! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The FeMC IS SO AWEEEESOOOOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Akihiko sneezed! TWICE! XD (Ken-kun too). LOLOL. It was definitely the work of those girls since they were talking about them earlier. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ipdyuXqOy3s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ipdyuXqOy3s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part IV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWWWWWWW~ OK. This is officially my favourite part of all -- especially with Shinji being such a sweetheart. AHHHH. I'm so freaking jealous of the FeMC. He fixed her geta sandal with his handkerchief(?). SOOOO ADORABLE. HAH.HAH.HAH.HAH.HAH. *starts breathing heavily* xDD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end... HAHA. Who knew Koro-chan was behind all that. :PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uTs7tdvWSAw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uTs7tdvWSAw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lol'ed so hard at the beginning with Akihiko and Ken-kun. XDD They bring awkward to a whole new level. HAHAHAHA. Then with Junpei called Ken 'Amada-shounen.' HAHAHAHAHA. Oh gosh. I laughed so hard. And, I so agree with Kenji when he told Junpei that his dorm is filled with variety of people. AHAHAHAH. //rolls on the floor; laughing. Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyq84fygqjg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kyq84fygqjg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part VI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favourite parts. Haha. Since it's featuring Theo *insert fangirl squeals here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... hahah. Elizabeth you big bully. Poor (my) Theo(-darling xDD). Don't worry, Theo. I'll buy a gazillion of Jack Frost masks for you! *love* *love* Then, I love the scene with the FeMC came over. HAHAHA. And when they discussed about the Takoyaki. LOLOLOL. Theo was so proud when he claimed he knew the secret ingredient in it, and the FeMC deliberately wanted to know what was the 'something' that was put in the takoyaki... and it wasn't just tako -- that's for sure. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FeMC's face turned pale when Yukari-chan asked about that 'acquaintances' of her. xDD Thank goodness, Yukari-chan thought of them as some shop keeper or something. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkf6btb6WWA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkf6btb6WWA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part VII.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could just cry at the end. It was so touching. What do I have to give in exchange of having the same life they do? In spite of their battles with the shadows, it doesn't change the fact that they are close... as if they were siblings. And their dorm life is soooooooooooooo much interesting that my country could ever offer. :) I'm definitely jealous of them. (about the dorm life and befriend so many sweethearts like Akihiko, Ken and SHINJI!) :DDDD Heh.heh.heh.heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best scene in this part is with Akihiko and the FeMC. :3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akihiko:&lt;/span&gt; So. And you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FeMC: &lt;/span&gt;Etto. Etto. Okonomiyaki... or yakisoba. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akihiko:&lt;/span&gt; *chuckles* Which is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FeMC:&lt;/span&gt; BOTH OF THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akihiko:&lt;/span&gt; *chuckles cutely* I'll be glad too. :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was adorable. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WDIchjjIuy0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WDIchjjIuy0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMT Persona series is always like this. They make our hearts all warm and fluffy inside -- especially when the emotional music starts to play in the background. And with their meaningful lines, as well as their relationships and friendships with one another. It as if they are real. Just by listening at the last part of the 7th part of the drama CD (with the girls talking), I nearly cried my eyeballs out... I could never talk to my friends like that considering that I sorta shy and all. So, the only way I could talk like that is by writing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please Atlus. Don't ever stop making all these great Persona games that keep me believing that someday, I will find friends like the members of the SEES and the friends in Persona 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A R I A.&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/2235714072356804159-1207511921464863118?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1207511921464863118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/p3p-drama-cd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1207511921464863118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1207511921464863118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/p3p-drama-cd.html' title='P3P Drama CD!'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-2912354971990113619</id><published>2010-12-28T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:14:24.613-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starry sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>Hahahahaha!!! OMO! OMGGGG! XDD;; This just in, ALL THE STARRY SKY CHARACTERS HAVE TWITTER ACCOUNTS! LMAO FOR THAT AND YAY FOR THAT TOOO! :DD *LOVE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the caps. I was a bit... (no? more like extremely..) excited about them having twitter (Suzuya *love* *love*) And just now... I... sort of... tweeted Nanami Kanata. Hahahahah. I KNOW! My major stupidity and fangirlism made me do it. XD I was so excited that I unconsciously did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanata-kun wrote something like he already decided the menu for breakfast tomorrow. So I, without further ado, tweeted back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NanamiKanata:&lt;/span&gt; 朝食のメニューは決まりだな。へっへー&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aria_94:&lt;/span&gt; LOL @NanamiKanata for already decided the menu for breakfast. LOL. :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooooooooooooookkkkkkk. Weird. Strange. Odd. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ultimately, without shame, humiliate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah crap. *facepalm in shame*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like anyways, I don't know if there are some fangirls out there wish to (stalk?) follow them as well. Here's their links regardless :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRnn1mj6BDI/AAAAAAAAALA/h5XYCIyt6Dg/s1600/Starry%2BSky%2B%252810%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRnn1mj6BDI/AAAAAAAAALA/h5XYCIyt6Dg/s320/Starry%2BSky%2B%252810%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555726523408450610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomoe Yoh -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/TomoeYoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nanami Kanata -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/NanamiKanata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tohzuki Suzuya -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/TohzukiSuzuya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kanakubo Homare -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/KanakuboHomare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kinose Azusa -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/kinoseAzusa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miyaji Ryunosuke -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/MiyajiRyunosuke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoshizuki Kotaro -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/HoshizukiKotaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mizushima Iku - &lt;/span&gt;http://twitter.com/MizushimaIku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haruki Naoshi -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/HarukiNaoshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aozora Hayato -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/AozoraHayato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amaha Tsubasa -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/AmahaTsubasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shiranui Kazuki -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/ShiranuiKazuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kagurazaka Shiki -&lt;/span&gt; http://twitter.com/KagurazakaShiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now, fangirls. Go and do your thing :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as always, good night... and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yours truly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-2912354971990113619?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2912354971990113619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/twitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2912354971990113619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2912354971990113619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRnn1mj6BDI/AAAAAAAAALA/h5XYCIyt6Dg/s72-c/Starry%2BSky%2B%252810%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-5211968604158600888</id><published>2010-12-27T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:15:18.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adeline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ourania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giselle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hayley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarlett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ethereal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keepers of aelhaven'/><title type='text'>Keepers of Aelhaven Note #1</title><content type='html'>Well, this is just something I want to post to remind myself in the future. LOLs. So it's not something of importance to those who do no understand its significance. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lightning - Claine (Shin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aya Brea - Alice (Aria)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqua - Alexis (Nat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanille - Scarlett (Nany)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuna (FFX ver.) - Estelle (Hana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refia - Adeline (Ira)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selphie - Giselle (Neng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the characters for my newest fanfic; Keepers of Aelhaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keepers of Aelhaven tells a story from each character POV -- yet still in a 3rd POV. You get that? Sorry if it sounds confusing. LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aelhaven is a world that consists, mainly of three nations. The High Lands, Eden - the floating city; the Lower Lands, Ethereal and Ourania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The history of the world started when a crystal, that kept the balance of the world, was shattered into three pieces which then led the world to divide into three following nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prophecy once said that;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When the crystal is broken, the end is drawing near. Regardless, a chosen Sorceress will rise to prevent Aelhaven from its demise, and three consorts from each  nation too, will unite once more to escort her.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fate of the Sorceress was known as a sacrifice in exchange for the world to be saved. However, everything changed when the consort of Ethereal fell madly in love with Sorceress herself. He did not wanted his lover to be used a sacrifice in order to save thousands of life -- that will go against the principles  of a consort. The Sorceress too, knew her fate and decided to carry out her destiny anyways. She had made a promise to her friend and consort, a lady elf from Ourania, to fulfill her consort's responsibility by escorting the Sorceress to the Sacred Ground for the sacrifice ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the news came to the consort of Ethereal, he was mad. The consort from Eden died in battle against him, in attempt to stall some time for the ceremony.  As he was already too late reaching the Sacred Ground, he was enraged by the Sorceress' death. And in order to keep the oath the Consort of Ourania had given her fellow friend and Sorceress -- she staked the heart of her fellow consort. Finally, peace was brought to the World of Aelhaven once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, it only lasted for a century when Ethereal suddenly declared war against Eden in order to gain full power of the crystal. Eden was already at its downfall and it was only a matter of time before Ethereal engage into another war with Ourania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I apologize for the gazillions grammatical errors. I'm writing this in a hurry so that I could lose any recollection of the plot and history. xDD;; Anyways, what do you guys think of it? LOLs. I'll try to read it again and fix any mistakes that I detect. :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-5211968604158600888?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5211968604158600888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/keepers-of-aelhaven-note-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5211968604158600888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5211968604158600888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/keepers-of-aelhaven-note-1.html' title='Keepers of Aelhaven Note #1'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-6780838475698154554</id><published>2010-12-27T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:16:03.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tales of xillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mira'/><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Yes. Why? Wae? DOUSHITE??? DDD:&lt;br /&gt;You guys don't get it... do you? ;00&lt;br /&gt;Watch this. THEN YOU'LL UNDERSTAND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dsx1E950fwI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dsx1E950fwI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for God's sake! Why does this need to be PS3 exclusive??? Haaaaaaa? Darn it. Just make another release for the XBOX360 too! I don't think you Bandai NamcoTales people out there would be at lost at all considering there are quite a lot of XBOX360 owners out there would love to buy ToX. INCLUDING MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't just sell my freaking xbox to buy a PS3 instead, since it was my dad who bought xbox in the first place -- meaning, it was from my dad, and it would be heartless of me to sell it.&lt;br /&gt;. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so effin' depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And add these screenshots to make my day much more depressing than it already is. &gt;:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRlBFBE744I/AAAAAAAAAKw/lRayRbcv8R4/s1600/2132436740_view-235x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRlBFBE744I/AAAAAAAAAKw/lRayRbcv8R4/s320/2132436740_view-235x400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555543169782506370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRlBEvbme3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Is5xDSblKoY/s1600/2132436738_view-277x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRlBEvbme3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Is5xDSblKoY/s320/2132436738_view-277x400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555543165045734258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRlBE_bcprI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PHRtwUSOLLM/s1600/2132436739_view-400x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRlBE_bcprI/AAAAAAAAAKo/PHRtwUSOLLM/s320/2132436739_view-400x225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555543169340057266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRlBEBhmvVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/U_8KXImLqxw/s1600/2132436736_view-400x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRlBEBhmvVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/U_8KXImLqxw/s320/2132436736_view-400x225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555543152722885970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRlBj3nhTrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/CZYaiOLZTXA/s1600/2132436741_view-400x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRlBj3nhTrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/CZYaiOLZTXA/s320/2132436741_view-400x225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555543699819155122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes to a corner and sulks while planting some huge mushrooms* T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, have a great morning fellas (not a depressing morning like mine ==),&lt;br /&gt;from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yours truly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-6780838475698154554?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6780838475698154554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6780838475698154554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6780838475698154554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRlBFBE744I/AAAAAAAAAKw/lRayRbcv8R4/s72-c/2132436740_view-235x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-6631959290852626787</id><published>2010-12-27T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:16:37.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More rambling-ness :D</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh. I'm heading over heels in love with Starry Sky series all over again. GAHHHHHHHHH! And yet I'm still confused who's my bias is. LOL. Or... biases. XDD But for some reason, I like Suzuya more! :DD Yet, I love Hoshizuki-sensei's storyline and the dialogues were perfect too! I even cried in the end. It was just soooo beautiful as if I'm watching a drama or something. Then, I guess, my third fave. might be Miyaji-kun. Haha. Because he's such shy cat, which is so adorable ---- so as Kanata-kun too! They like, have the same personality. LOL. Only, Miyaji is cuter because he loves sweets. Hahaha. Kanata-kun.. well, probably because he's so innocent when it comes to love. Especially with the scene when clearly the heroin and him are like an item now, yet when they were holding hands together... it was cute and innocent.! :))) And there's Homare-senpai. I personally love him because of his voice actor; SOUICHIRO HOSHI-SAMA! His voice is so unique. A voice I could differ and love immediately! HAH! ;D Other than that, his personality. Because, I think, his personality is more or less, like Suzuya-kun. Soooo,.... yeahh ;) As well as Naoshi-sensei. His sort of bubbly and hyper personae what I love most. His plot is interesting because it's all about going on romantic dates and etc. I just adore that. In other words, every character is interesting in their own way (and hot too!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRiFq2uvq_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/koTpedF-tDc/s1600/Suzuya%2B%252820%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 203px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRiFq2uvq_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/koTpedF-tDc/s320/Suzuya%2B%252820%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555337111654083570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRiMudBJ88I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/L9_gx6CGGUI/s1600/Homare%2B%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRiMudBJ88I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/L9_gx6CGGUI/s320/Homare%2B%25283%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555344870052852674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRiOlaBRD0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/nSTB08ABBNU/s1600/Miyaji%2B%25284%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRiOlaBRD0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/nSTB08ABBNU/s320/Miyaji%2B%25284%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555346913652444994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRiNPLEXU4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/brkFM2izMTE/s1600/Kanata%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRiNPLEXU4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/brkFM2izMTE/s320/Kanata%2B%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555345432170156930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I really need to play Starry Sky~ After Spring. It kills me to wait any longer! DD: ARGH! *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRiHsEjjucI/AAAAAAAAAJw/wokd-MQD8ys/s1600/Starry%2BSky%2B%252811%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRiHsEjjucI/AAAAAAAAAJw/wokd-MQD8ys/s320/Starry%2BSky%2B%252811%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555339331568384450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yours truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-6631959290852626787?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6631959290852626787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-gosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6631959290852626787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6631959290852626787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-gosh.html' title='More rambling-ness :D'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TRiFq2uvq_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/koTpedF-tDc/s72-c/Suzuya%2B%252820%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-2461007085114459977</id><published>2010-12-27T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T02:37:34.194-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starry sky anime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new look'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starry sky after spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy new year'/><title type='text'>New Look!</title><content type='html'>Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay -- for I finally managed to get this new layout finished before holiday ends.! :DD So... like... what do you guys think of the new look? Took me like... the whole day to finish this. I didn't get out of my room since morning just for this. LOLs. Thank goodness my mum didn't babble about it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop a comment about your opinion. I'll be greatly appreciate it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I watched Starry Sky anime yesterday! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!&lt;br /&gt;Put aside that it's only 11 minutes, but overall it was awesome! The anime version of the guys are still majorly hot! But can't defeat the original (the games version :33) still. OMG! I can't wait for Suzuya's POV. And Hoshizuki-sensei too! Since among all the four seasons, I like the Autumn version more! hahaha. Though, I just heart Kanakubo Homare-senpai too! :DDD Hahah. Gosh. I'm having a Starry Sky fever all over again. LOLs. And now, I'm currently waiting for someone who is nice enough to post download links for Starry Sky ~ After Spring. Man, I saw the CGs (half of it since I didn't had the heart to look at all of them XDD) they were like freaking epic. ADORABLE. CUTE. AJHDFJDHGJKDFGH. Especially with Yoh's. The ending... they like, went to freaking Eiffel Tower. OMGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Just like how I always imagined my honeymoon would be like. *insert more noobish fangirl squealing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop shouldn't I? Hahah. I mean, just look at this 'almost-fill-with-noobish-fangirl-rambling' post. Just so you know, I'm not always like this... JUST WHEN I'M SO EFFIN' EXCITED THAT MY HEART COULD JUST BURST! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm back to normal.... I think. So y'all have a great day (evening? O_O) and (an early greeting) Happy New Year 2011! (though I'm not looking forward much to it. Since it'll be my turn to sit for SPM =____+;;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-2461007085114459977?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2461007085114459977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2461007085114459977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2461007085114459977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-look.html' title='New Look!'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-2853734343298552968</id><published>2010-12-21T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:34:37.052-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusing life stress holiday'/><title type='text'>On-going Delay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hey peeps. It's another typical day for me. The holiday will eventually be coming to an end soon. Which means, it'll be my last year in high school. Obviously, I'm not gonna start ranting about boring ol' school and those boring ol' people who go there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Life has been... well. Life, for me. I've been confused lately... with things even I couldn't come with what. How can I search for the answer when I don't even know the question to begin with... I don't know. It's probably due to the stress concerning future events and tests. And of course, life.  I'm still afraid. If only, if only, there's someone out there to give me reassurance... I just need that. Only that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I let my laptop on at all times but all I did was... staring. Staring off ahead. Thinking and pondering far ahead. Gosh, even I can't possibly come with words what I was fussing to myself about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hahaha. Okay, this post was clearly irrelevant. I must be at my wits end. I mean, just look at this foolish post. I'm trying to humiliate myself. Ahahah. *sighs* whatever, still. At least, I can vent all these piling up stress in me.  And before school starts, I want to start doing what I do best. Editing. Yeah, I haven't edit in a long time. Or even starting creating and design new layouts. I hope my skills hasn't gotten that rusty. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Now, I'm just gonna go back to what I was doing. Thank you fellas who actually waste their (probably) 4 minutes to read this. I sincerely appreciate that. This is Aria -- saying, have a great week ahead of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;as always, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;yours truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-2853734343298552968?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2853734343298552968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/on-going-delay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2853734343298552968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2853734343298552968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/on-going-delay.html' title='On-going Delay'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-6034312138554092598</id><published>2010-11-25T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T00:25:10.425-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tsubasa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legend hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d.gray man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanfic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance of the evanescent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allen walker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starry sky winter'/><title type='text'>Reflecting myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Bonjour everyone~~ :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;How are you today? It has been quite a few weeks since the holiday started. And I love it. : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Let me updated a little about my boring, ol' little life here in boring ol' Nilai (MY). I've stayed at home for the most of the part. Well, technically, all the time. Haha. I'm not in the mood to be going out for a while. Regardless, I still have to go out eventually. Since my parents sort of planned out a trip like months now to Langkawi. And we have booked our flight tickets too. After that, we'll go to Port Dickson, and will stay at my favourite hotel of all time, Legend Water Chalet. I absolutely adore that place. So soothing and calm yet has an exquisite scenery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyways, yesterday, I had this idea to make a video in conjunction of my fiction that I am currently writing, updating and thinking about -- night and day. I like how the plot of the story. Sure, I don't have much of a reader but,, writing itself calms me and makes me feel so alive. You could say, sometimes it keeps me going living in this reality, because... I don't really found anything worth my doing right now... or ever. Or maybe, I've yet do discover. After all, I'm just 16; an age where life hasn't started yet. To me, 16 is an age of you learning the road of life and how to cope with it before really going to the reality, which this world has stored for you. I'm thinking, it will start when we have experienced a life of a college student. Or to some people, when you'll start working. Either one, I am not really looking forward to it. But if I were to go to a high standard university (like Harvard, Oxford, Yale or etc.), then that is a different story. I could just proudly proclaim that my life goes as plan, and that I am happy. However, what happens when it were to be the exact opposite of how I imagined? No, definitely a NO. I'm not looking forward to that kind of life whatsoever. Say that I am ignorant or a brat, but I have my fears; and that is; Failure. I know, people said that without failure, we can never call it life -- even Oprah said that too. Still, that is who I am. I maybe be saying that consciously but could be, that I unconsciously capable of withstanding failures. So, don't just judge me yet. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Put that aside, 'cause here I thought I was going to post regarding my doings in this past few weeks of holidays. LOL. Okay, let's begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've started replaying Persona 3 Portable again on my PSP. (I've informed about it on my previous post but... there's no harm in saying it again. Ahaha~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm replaying Starry Sky~ Winter. :) Currently playing Tsubasa's route. :DD Yeaaahh, 'Edison.' LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm so hooked up with Resonance of Fate (US) / End of Eternity (JP)'s OST. (Really, I don't see why the North American need to change the name? Might as well use the original title. Jeesh. -.-;;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have sketch a lot too lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I keep on updating my Dance of the Evanescent story. Currently with 13 chapters. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd watched the Oprah Winfrey Show, which she interviewed J.K. Rowling. And now, I'm proudly exclaimed that, I am her fan, and she is my role model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd created a video for my story. Of course. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I signed up a Sitemodel account (a wannabe of the old myspace) and I like it. Since this so-called 'NEW' myspace is crap and bullshit. Period.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I left a comment on Myspace blog about the 'NEW' myspace. And told them, it sucks. So bad. And found that I wasn't the only one, and my comment was a whole lot shorter than the rest. AND that the others' comments made me cracked until I had tears in my eyes. Hahahahahah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm watching D.Gray Man. On and off. :) Just when I'm bored. But still, it's a great anime. :DDD *love* Allen. *love* Lavi. *love* Kanda. *love* Miranda. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That I will keep on posting here when I have the time (and when I'm not too lazy. LOL)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I guess... that is all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it is. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir peeps. Have a great weekends ahead of you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;this is me saying...;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-6034312138554092598?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6034312138554092598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/reflecting-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6034312138554092598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6034312138554092598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/reflecting-myself.html' title='Reflecting myself.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-105737080364790298</id><published>2010-11-20T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T05:14:00.900-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akihiko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shinmegami tensei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portable'/><title type='text'>Final Blow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TOfJTjsVZ2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/LeoEN5c4K6I/s1600/akihiko.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;"From now on, we have each other..."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;"And I've been meaning to say this..."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;"...I love you."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;That's the final blow.! I practically squealed of happiness. No, NO! TREMBLING OF GIDDINESS! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Akihiko (of persona 3 portable) professed his love for me (well, technically the heroine but.. pff~ whatever), I can feel my heart pounding. So fast I had to turn away from my psp screen. xDD And yes, I am replaying it out of fandom. *love* *love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, man. How I wish he was real. I don't know, for some reason, I think, I just couldn't really have feelings for a real human of Earth. At least, not for long. Sure, I do have like a 3 years of crush. But it won't last for like ten years or something like that. Take Aladdin for example, I fell in love with him like... ever since childhood; 4 or 5 years old. And it last... until NOW. Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TOfJTjsVZ2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/LeoEN5c4K6I/s1600/akihiko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TOfJTjsVZ2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/LeoEN5c4K6I/s320/akihiko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541619204338575202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*insert noobish fangirl squealing* xDDD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgghhh. Aki *love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. I'm gonna go take my yogurt drink to refresh myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2235714072356804159-105737080364790298?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/105737080364790298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/final-blow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/105737080364790298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/105737080364790298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/final-blow.html' title='Final Blow'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TOfJTjsVZ2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/LeoEN5c4K6I/s72-c/akihiko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-2117270530036471824</id><published>2010-11-15T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T03:48:06.086-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Akanishi Jin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart fluttering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuteness overload'/><title type='text'>MAJOR 911 ALERT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! Call 911! ASAP!!!! DDD: I'm dying of...... major .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;CUTENESS OVERLOAD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*dies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;and.. *revives* OMFJ! Who knew I could experience such &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;............ugh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;CUTENESS OVERLOAD!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;:OOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; While watching episode 3 of the drama; Anego. And obviously, Shinohara Ryoko-sama starred in it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The hero, probably, played by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Akanishi Jin&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! *love* *love* *millions of love*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;He is soooooooooooooooooooo adorable when he went all shy and blushed. Blushed as he asked Ryoko-sama out on a date through an email since she was avoiding him ( 'cause he sort of KISSED her). xDDD;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;  despite that they worked in the same department. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are still shaking of that impact and my heart is going 'Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!' LOL.LOL.LOL. Ryoko-sama is so lucky to have him as her love interest! (despite the major 10 years difference) But,, whatever. I'm a sucker for youngxold relationships anyways. :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Now, now. I should go back watching. Haha~ I actually paused to post this. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I mean, ugh. I sooo need a paramedics to check my pulse right now. :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Y'right fellas. Have a great, monday night. And luckily, tomorrow's holiday. Yippie. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Btw, Selamat Hari Raya Haji, to all muslim. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-2117270530036471824?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2117270530036471824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/major-911-alert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2117270530036471824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/2117270530036471824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/major-911-alert.html' title='MAJOR 911 ALERT!'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-3086261616842158636</id><published>2010-11-13T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T07:43:08.172-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to be funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tinierme'/><title type='text'>GAHHHHHHHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;You know what's ironic? Sometimes... me and the other Malaysian doesn't really have any chemistry between us. Gawd, like seriously. Dead-serious. Sure, I've been playing TinierMe for awhile now. More than awhile, despite that I went on hiatus these past few months. But you can't blame me for growing tired of that game right? It's only make sense to get bored of the same routine over and over again. Visiting a room. Trying so hard to catch up what in the name of Jonas they are talking about. And try hard to come up with an amusing remark to make the people laugh. Sometimes, I'm not funny. Maybe, all the time. But hey, the others ain't as funny as they thought they are anyways. They're simply self-conscious while myself,,, not that much. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Playing TinierMe, I learned that, even with someone in his/her twenties can be pretty immature. Talk about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; ironic! (note the emphasize xDD)  Luckily, today I met someone, whom I called Ash. Pretty cool and more or less, has a lot in common with me. :) We talked. Sure, it wasn't like an hour or whatnot. But, it was definitely worth while. I love to talk to Ash some other time again. Soon, perhaps? :D *wiggles eyebrows*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Regardless, I don't mind people giving me pointers on how to socialize with the rest of the human kind well. Don't blame me, blame my dysfunctional social skills. DD: Maybe I should think about signing up for a therapy. LOL. Now... if only dad would pay for the bills.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;as always... Take good care of yourself fellas. And try to open yourself to the world more! :) So you wouldn't end up like me. LMAOOO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-3086261616842158636?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3086261616842158636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/gahhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/3086261616842158636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/3086261616842158636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/gahhhhhhhh.html' title='GAHHHHHHHH!'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-7851163152712616724</id><published>2010-11-11T00:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T01:17:24.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tsuki no koibito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shinohara ryoko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calculator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>WOOOT!</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!! Finals are finally oveerrr.! Ahhhh, the sweet, sweet taste of freedom! :DD And I can finally update thish blog of mine :333 I mean, it's been a whole week without blogging. :DD;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, what can happen in just one week? Yeeaaah, Lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNuvEkztSHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/V9P5pLa5NF4/s1600/Confused.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNuvEkztSHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/V9P5pLa5NF4/s200/Confused.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538212659917047922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chemistry paper 1 was a major big pain in the butt and neck AND head! O_O I'm gonna fail this! ;____;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNuwG0M0f8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/_v9lJInO4Y4/s1600/Sad.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNuwG0M0f8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/_v9lJInO4Y4/s200/Sad.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538213797920276418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. Another cat of mine died. T^T Her name was Beauty. And it was the third one in one month. DD: The first one was... the little cat that I loved so much. That, I was the one named him.&lt;br /&gt;It was such a big shock. I never expect anything like that. I mean,,, he was SO YOUNG! DD: I cried so hard... especially when I saw his......................... I never once cry so hard like that, especially when it comes to cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Simba. You will always be a part of me. And will forever, remember you. :)&lt;br /&gt;The day I held you and play with you in my room, I will never once forget about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNuxClTnfNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/CGgASh_BQG4/s1600/Flowers.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNuxClTnfNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/CGgASh_BQG4/s200/Flowers.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538214824714403026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My friends and I are officially obsessed with our calculators. LOL. We used them to type out messages like... freaking IPHONES :DDD Goshhh, you wouldn't know how much it's soooo&lt;br /&gt;effin' addicting. *love* *love* *love* I mean, we even talk less now. Double.LOL. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I immediately starting drawing stuffs right after all the important papers&lt;br /&gt;were done. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNuxp9PvTwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hRFCo3ymJoA/s1600/Aria.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNuxp9PvTwI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hRFCo3ymJoA/s320/Aria.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538215501155487490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me get back to TinierMe. LOL. And watching this J-Drama. :DD&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tsuki no Koibito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAAAH!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHINOHARA RYOKO IS IN THERE!!! &lt;/span&gt;I effin' adore her. *love* CCCC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truly,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-7851163152712616724?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7851163152712616724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/wooot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/7851163152712616724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/7851163152712616724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/wooot.html' title='WOOOT!'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNuvEkztSHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/V9P5pLa5NF4/s72-c/Confused.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-5626691247254952417</id><published>2010-11-06T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:17:04.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aladdin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lea salonga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we could be in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brad kane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tinierme'/><title type='text'>Dear Aladdin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hey again. School is starting tomorrow. These past few 5 days of short breaks were the best. I can't say, it sucks, 'cause I did many things. I can't quite say what, but I know somehow, they were worth while. And it will be another week before the end of the year holidays. I can't wait. There's so many things I wanted to do. I think. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyways, the real purpose of me blogging today ain't really to be talking about the holidays or that I am supposed to study for tomorrow biology test. xDD;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Frankly, I felt like blogging. Apparently, I do. Lately, I just couldn't calm down. I keep smiling to myself, giggle and chuckle, which it strange. Really. I'm not particularly in love with someone. (Fictions characters not included xD) But I could feel my heart pounding at times. Even now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Has anyone ever felt that way before? I mean, if you actually heading over heels in love with someone, then at least I knew why. But what does it means, if you don't actually liking anyone at the moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Oh yeah, allow me to take this opportunity to wish everyone's Happy Halloween. Gosh, talk about majoooooorly late. XDD;; I wish I could go wear costumes too~! :DD If I have the chance, I want to wear... BELLE's normal attire from Beauty and the Beast. :DD Or maybe, any prince's suit. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Well, now that's done. I like to share a song like always. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIoWkuanTUA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIoWkuanTUA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Yesterday, I was re-playing Tinierme (more or less like a social game :)), and there was this arabian style costume. And at that time, I self-consciously proclaimed to be Aladdin's mistress. :DD I know, Epic. Still, a part of me felt happy. It felt almost real. Except for not being in Agrabah. Now, I'm starting to wonder... What if Aladdin was the one I fell I love with? If I was Jasmine... Wow, maybe I'll make another post about it after finals. Haha~ In the meantime, I could lost myself in my own imagination. Anywho, I better jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye peeps~ Have a wonderful weekend! : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-5626691247254952417?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5626691247254952417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5626691247254952417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/5626691247254952417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-again.html' title='Dear Aladdin'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-7343943784121549891</id><published>2010-11-03T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T22:56:07.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messiah paranoia paradox takuto katsuragi kou ryouta BL game shounen ai'/><title type='text'>Mission Completed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Yoooo! I know, I know. I've been updating a lot lately :DD You could say, I'm just.... in blogging mood. Especially since these few 24 hours I've been playing a visual novel sort of game. xDDD Similar to Otome games of course. But this time, I decided to test my love for BL a.k.a shounen ai ! :D And yes, the results are in... I am officially OBSESSED with BL, shounen ai-related. xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Exactly one week ago, I downloaded a BL game called 'Messiah Paranoia Paradox' by CORE. And yes, my first BL game ever.! And I'm so glad I started with this. The characters are just soooo smexy! xD And yes, I'm talking about the GUYS (MALES! O-o) ONLY! :PP And no, this game ain't just full of GUYS. There are a few girls as well. Some might played a pretty important roles as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this too! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="150" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jnZJ5dYWRDk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jnZJ5dYWRDk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="150" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By; Takuto's seiyuu *love* *love* *melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIo_Aign9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/7FVtfDsZ7Mk/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIo_Aign9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/7FVtfDsZ7Mk/s200/007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535531954933374930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIqdpLq1bI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QzzL-Xn1Kok/s1600/messiah_ryouta_bedroom_small.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Takuto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIqdpLq1bI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QzzL-Xn1Kok/s1600/messiah_ryouta_bedroom_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIqdpLq1bI/AAAAAAAAAHU/QzzL-Xn1Kok/s200/messiah_ryouta_bedroom_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535533580751132082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryouta -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIq_k5xfbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FND3wj8NprI/s1600/messiah_kou_dinner_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIq_k5xfbI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FND3wj8NprI/s200/messiah_kou_dinner_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535534163717881266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; - Kou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIhVO1rg3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/i6_mVsr7E9M/s1600/51n7kjzJ7UL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIhVO1rg3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/i6_mVsr7E9M/s320/51n7kjzJ7UL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535523540635976562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyways, let's get started wiht Messiah Paranoia Paradox. I wish I could post a trailer, but I think, there isn't any. T^T So I might just post some screenshots or pictures from the game instead. Before I begin, let me make it clear. There are two version of the Messiah games. One is the original Messiah game, which focused on how the hero meets the rest of the characters and thus, develops an intimate relationship. The second one, is what I'm playing, it takes place after the first game, and sort of Alice-in-Wonderland-ish. Just for you ppl information, Messiah is more or less like a vampire game. (Double WOW~ I mean, *coughs* Hawt blood sucking creatures of the night alert! *coughs*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Messiah Paranoia Paradox began with Takuto (main &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIodsrZhyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nIl6p1-D2c8/s1600/messiah_takuto_furrycoat_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIodsrZhyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nIl6p1-D2c8/s320/messiah_takuto_furrycoat_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535531382666266402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;character) was walking along the pavement of the city and then it started to snow heavily, and Takuto pondered that it might be nice to enjoy some 'sake' right now or something. As the city turned dark or something, Takuto saw a bar, where he met Alice and Veronica - some old acquaintances. First, Alice and Veronica treated him as a customer and kept saying that they didn't know him, much to Takuto's disbelief. But later, Alice's lie was seen through anyways. They did some talking and Alice insisted that Takuto should at least had something to drink. Takuto will be given a few choices of what he wanted to drink. And thus, I think influences the ending and relationship partner. :DDD After you picked one of them, Takuto lost consciousness and sent to this dream world, 'Wonderland.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIoF9Co7iI/AAAAAAAAAG0/NiU8ItD6Uas/s1600/EvilTakuto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIoF9Co7iI/AAAAAAAAAG0/NiU8ItD6Uas/s320/EvilTakuto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535530974741851682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Since I have only completed Kou (or Koh to some ppl ^^;)'s route. So, I might just babble about him. xDDD So technically, in this game Kou played as the White King, who suddenly turned all emo about his lover betrayed him (a.k.a Takuto himself xD), so he decided to bury the Wonderland with endless snows.  There, Takuto met his two old friend, Shusei and Tsukasa, who played as Mad Hatter and the White Rabbit respectively. :DD OMGEEE, you won't believe the adorableness! xDD Thus, Tsukasa then asked Takuto to save Wonderland. So, the whole plots are about saving Wonderland. (and forms intimate relationship with the characters. xDD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;If you chose Kou's route, then Takuto will be sent to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNInlRRdpPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RheDp0ND3KQ/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNInlRRdpPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RheDp0ND3KQ/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535530413237052658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;White Castle. There, he captured him, and Takuto saw a 'dark side' of Takuto who was the King's, I don't know, lover? Or they might be having an affair seeing Kou's current... self. The entire time, Takuto was needed to find some sort of White Rose in order to save Wonderland. At the same time, he was determined to know why Kou forgot about him, and what really happened between them that resulted to this. Nearing to the end, it was revealed that all these happenings were actually Takuto's fault, because they were arguing before Takuto went to Wonderland moment. Takuto sort of snapped and said that Kou didn't need him anymore and blah. xDD;; So, Kou was all emo and was like... 'I'm DOOM!' xDD But in the end, they worked it out. :) (and did some smexy stuffs xDD) In the last moment, Takuto told Kou, he snapped because he felt like Kou didn't need him anymore since he didn't really ask Takuto to do anything for him, and wanted Kou to depend on him more later on~ And that, he wanted to be a help to Kou in some way or another. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;{more coming soon when I completed the other route!} :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-7343943784121549891?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7343943784121549891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/mission-completed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/7343943784121549891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/7343943784121549891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/mission-completed.html' title='Mission Completed!'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNIo_Aign9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/7FVtfDsZ7Mk/s72-c/007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-6610994119957747150</id><published>2010-11-03T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T04:06:29.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starry sky in summer azusa kinose homare kanakubo miyaji ryunosuke honeybee bishie bishounen otome games'/><title type='text'>Starry☆Sky～in Summer～</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNE9bV3UI3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/H8TGV7SYP6Y/s1600/Starry+Sky+%2814%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 89px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNE9bV3UI3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/H8TGV7SYP6Y/s400/Starry+Sky+%2814%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535272956949963634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I was introduced (by myself :D) to the world of Otome Games a.k.a Games for Girls. Yeshhh, note the title. And by I mean for Girls, I mean,,, literally. Like Girls only, unless you're gay or whatnot. xDD My short definition of otome games is; a game which your focus mainly on developing a love relationship with the boys of choice. Got that? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've only played the Starry Sky series, which I'm going to say like in less 3 secs, THEY ARE SO FREAKING AWESOME! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Spring, I started to play ahead with Autumn (since I'm such a studentxteacher bias xD)  And that just settled it. I am eventually in love with Starry Sky a whole lot more! Then, I finally started to widen my horizon of otome games. But first, let me tell you bits (this is a lie!) about the Summer version. I got to follow the order right? Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter. Yeahhh, I effin' *love* them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Starry☆Sky～in Summer～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfMVDo8C3dU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfMVDo8C3dU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similar to the Spring version, you are the HEROINE. You decide. And everything practically revolves on your choices. :PP Who says that other things don't revolve around me? xDD&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Summer version takes place from June - August and it's mainly focus on YOU with your fellows ARCHERY MEMBERS. Yes, the HEROINE (you.. need I say again?) belonged to the archery club. This time, your three bishies will be ; Azusa Kinose, Miyaji Ryunosuke and (the sweetest) Kanakubo Homare (names follow the Japanese format! ;D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Azusa Kinose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNE5zDO4zkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6tNQEiVJajg/s1600/Azusa+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNE5zDO4zkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6tNQEiVJajg/s320/Azusa+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535268966218911298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azusa is voiced by the hot, Fukuyama Jun (OMSTFU! All hail Lelouch-sama!) he doesn't sound anything like (all hail) Lelouch-sama, regardless. ^^; He's a Sagittarius and a first year. Azusa then joins the archery club, but truthfully, he met the HEROINE before while he was still in middle school. On their first meeting, Azusa said that the heroine has a certain spark to how she draws the bow. Thus, he became an inspiration to the heroine and inspired her to enhance her skills in archery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azusa probably just flirting with her in the game (at first). At the same time, his attempts of flirting just pisses the hell outta the vice-captain, Miyaji. xDD;; He may be cocky and confident of himself; while declaring himself as a  natural genius, but he is in fact insecure of his abilities as he can't put  his heart into anything. So, the heroine gives him some supportive speech regarding his issues; resulting him in winning the archery competition. And so, he asks her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the highlight of Azusa's route is probably &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNE5GO7T_-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/eoVWgDxP0CE/s1600/Azusa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNE5GO7T_-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/eoVWgDxP0CE/s320/Azusa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535268196263919586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;their first date. The night before the date, Azusa called her and asked her out, and said to wear her school uniform (who knows why... uniform fetish? O-o). They met in front of the school gate before wondering around town. Then, he took her to the park. Apparently, there was some stands. They walked around, and saw a stand selling accessories. Azusa asked her what she wanted, and she replied, couple rings (OMGEE CUTE!) He agreed, but then he remembered that in archery they couldn't really wear rings. T^T So the heroine was like 'Yeahhh.... bummer.' And walked on. But suddenly, Azusa asked her to wait while he went somewhere. Not telling where, he just... poof! The heroine waited. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waited&lt;/span&gt;. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waited&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, finally, Azusa came back! Giving her a box, he told her that it was a present for her. :) She opened and saw the rings she wanted. But since they couldn't wear rings.... he simply made them into necklaces! :DDD He wore one and gestured the heroine so he could help the heroine wearing it with an excuse, her hair might get ruined. xDD;; So now, the adorable couple shares a similar pair rings! (Gosh, I was actually getting all teary while playing this scene. xDD;; It's just sooooo... adorable!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNE6AUr2vcI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C5A2QXQdnS8/s320/Azusa+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535269194242112962" border="0" /&gt;The “true end” is a year later (which mean the last year of the heroine's academy days), Azusa kisses her and says that he will catch up to her in college or something. And warns her not to goof off with other guys and cheat on him. xDDD LOL. So practically, the game ends with another kiss. I'm actually surprise that there was no wedding or marriage-related ends 'cause almost all the starry sky guys I chose had one. xDD;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-6610994119957747150?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6610994119957747150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/starryskyin-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6610994119957747150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6610994119957747150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/starryskyin-summer.html' title='Starry☆Sky～in Summer～'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNE9bV3UI3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/H8TGV7SYP6Y/s72-c/Starry+Sky+%2814%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-1019105306303191467</id><published>2010-11-03T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T02:17:18.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aria choi alia rashid hag don&apos;t judge a book by its cover help teen crisis'/><title type='text'>Strange things do happen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNEnedNPjcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jnZGh-DJKwg/s1600/Sad.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNEnedNPjcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jnZGh-DJKwg/s320/Sad.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535248821204782530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Yeahh. Absolutely strange. Today, after such a long time, I started to read hag's (not a real name.. duhh! xDD) a.k.a worst nemesis ever, and for once, I agreed with her every word. I don't really know why or whatnot. It's just that... when I read them, everything came back to me. Sure, sometimes I hate her guts. I hate her for looking down on others. And there's one point, I hate everything about her, including her existence. But after I read her posts, a part of me (sleeping deep inside me probably xD) was saying that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Am I bad person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; I don't really know her, yet I hate her. Maybe, just maybe... should I get to know her better? Maybe all that hate... were actually jealousy all along? And maybe... she's not as bad as I thought she was. Like everyone always says, 'Don't judge a book by its cover.' &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind hearing others' advices 'cause I might need some right now. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I get a 'Aye' on getting to know her,, or a 'Nay?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truly,&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/2235714072356804159-1019105306303191467?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1019105306303191467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/strange-thing-do-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1019105306303191467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/1019105306303191467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/strange-thing-do-happen.html' title='Strange things do happen...'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TNEnedNPjcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jnZGh-DJKwg/s72-c/Sad.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-254273595861269988</id><published>2010-08-31T00:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T00:22:43.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeybee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otome games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suzuya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starry sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tohzuki'/><title type='text'>Otome Games.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeahhh. I'm so turning into a freakin' Otome fangirl! *insert a long noobish fangirl squealing* :BBB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm playing Starry Sky~ in Spring at the moment. And so far finished playing Kanata and Suzuya's route. BUT I HAVE TO EFFIN' PLAY IT AGAIN DD; *goes to a corner and plants mushrooms* xDDDD For Kanata I got just this ending that... (I think) he proposed. But there's.. no... ugh! HEROINE-WEARING-WEDDING-DRESS scene ! *plants a huge mushroom out of emo-ness* &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I got two endings for Suzuya. One where he... again, cooked for the heroine and tried to kiss her but.. she was tired I guess, thus refused. Gawd, I don't mind if he wanted to kiss me even in my sleep xDDD or I was exhausted. I mean, with this Prince's kiss, I think it might restored all the life energy that drained out with a MAJOR BOOST !!! Muahahaha~---*chokes*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;*coughs* *coughs* *coughs*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Anyway... anyone knows how to... well, get that heroine into a wedding dress? xDD And wed those guys? XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/THyrdmGoyjI/AAAAAAAAADk/eLPTTp7CDAo/s1600/spring_1024-768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/THyrdmGoyjI/AAAAAAAAADk/eLPTTp7CDAo/s320/spring_1024-768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511468568927586866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/THysvyamUTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cQiBafnrUKI/s1600/98430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/THysvyamUTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cQiBafnrUKI/s320/98430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511469980981809458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/THysvyamUTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cQiBafnrUKI/s1600/98430.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/THysvyamUTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cQiBafnrUKI/s1600/98430.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-254273595861269988?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/254273595861269988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/08/otome-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/254273595861269988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/254273595861269988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/08/otome-games.html' title='Otome Games.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/THyrdmGoyjI/AAAAAAAAADk/eLPTTp7CDAo/s72-c/spring_1024-768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-6987221334370004668</id><published>2010-08-07T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T02:13:42.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy blondy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gundam seed destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rey za burrel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aria choi'/><title type='text'>Captivating Blondy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TF0dzPJ9fqI/AAAAAAAAADM/WiJVVirwPO4/s1600/Rey+Za+Burrel+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TF0dzPJ9fqI/AAAAAAAAADM/WiJVVirwPO4/s320/Rey+Za+Burrel+20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502587085795458722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ah. Rey Za Burrel. Mr. Hottie the Extraordinaire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;. . . . . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;. . . . . . . . . . crap. *major nosebleed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;*insert noobish fangirl squealing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I KNOOOWWWWW! I'm like soooo head over heels in love with him!! &lt;style="font-weight:&gt;INSANITY &lt;/style="font-weight:&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! //pwns.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyways, then I sort of hooked up to Gundam Seed songs again and youtube-ing them, that's when I cam across to this;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AUzrf0fCUl4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AUzrf0fCUl4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;*sniffs* *sniffs* Yeahhh... I cried too. And brawled. And mourned. I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY BABY CRIED IN THE END OF COURSE I'M OVER-REACTING&lt;/span&gt; !! //getshots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;But look at the bright side, he plays a F-CKING PIANO! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMFGTISFHAS&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Can he be any more perfect for me ? //swoons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TF0f4hq_JjI/AAAAAAAAADU/ylvDwl6VoWA/s1600/Rey+Za+Burrel+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TF0f4hq_JjI/AAAAAAAAADU/ylvDwl6VoWA/s320/Rey+Za+Burrel+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502589375688418866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rey;&lt;/span&gt; All stupid people have to stand on that side of the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me;&lt;/span&gt; Ehhhh?! But what do I care. I'm not stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;       *seduces him;; sexy wink...but resulted to be EPIC FAIL OTL;;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rey;&lt;/span&gt; . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me; &lt;/span&gt;. . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rey;&lt;/span&gt; . . . . . . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me;&lt;/span&gt; . . . . . . . . . . . Y-You think I'm stupid ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rey;&lt;/span&gt; Hm. Of course not. *walks farther*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me;&lt;/span&gt; Phew. I know he won't betrayed my love for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rey;&lt;/span&gt; You're just a big idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me;&lt;/span&gt; . . . . . . .  *dies* Doesn't that mean the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-6987221334370004668?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6987221334370004668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/08/captivating-blondy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6987221334370004668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6987221334370004668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/08/captivating-blondy.html' title='Captivating Blondy.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TF0dzPJ9fqI/AAAAAAAAADM/WiJVVirwPO4/s72-c/Rey+Za+Burrel+20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-710286126967925056</id><published>2010-08-05T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T01:45:54.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is h a r d.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TFp5F6QMUhI/AAAAAAAAADE/pEqqueqm00w/s1600/chloe+emo+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TFp5F6QMUhI/AAAAAAAAADE/pEqqueqm00w/s320/chloe+emo+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501843037229961746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I feel like shyt. I feel like shyt. I feel like a piece of downward shyt. Seriously. It's been a bad, bad week and I hope this weekends could turn out better. I began to hate all the things around me. Thanks hag, you may wrought in hell. Don't you realized? You're so full of yourself. So f-cking full yourself. Crap, and I used my blog to diss on you. It's tainted now. Whatever, I'm just putting a piece of my mind here. It's not like I have anyone better to tell. And one more thing, I know this bastard who I apparently have a years of crush on didn't reply to my single-minded comment on his status, you do not, seriously, do not need to rub it off all over my face. I'm hopeless and depressed just to know;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He doesn't give a crap about me or anything I do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He and the hag has became stupid-old bffs, which is just plain crap 'cause that type of girl doesn't deserved a nice guy as him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm exhausted. So.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have nothing to do but to diss on hag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;5. I officially have no life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-710286126967925056?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/710286126967925056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-feel-like-shyt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/710286126967925056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/710286126967925056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-feel-like-shyt.html' title='Life is h a r d.'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TFp5F6QMUhI/AAAAAAAAADE/pEqqueqm00w/s72-c/chloe+emo+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2235714072356804159.post-6491432480021857217</id><published>2010-08-02T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T04:22:02.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First for everything ;;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOL. Having a blog is not one of the firsts for my everything-ness xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This might be... the third? fourth ?? who knows. I lost count. I wasn't lost interest in it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kinda...  but I guess, I just don't know how to put my feelings into words. Plus,  are they even readers out there? haha~ I just hope my other pals make  one too. Soon. And this might be one of my many resolutions, which I had  forgot. Anyhow, my last 2010 resolution is. . .. *drumroll* Ta-da! Post  as frequently as I can. Yay! :D xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TFlJ4RjcWqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LXdXqQyXvgg/s1600/4735869981_4ab3c4e0ea_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TFlJ4RjcWqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LXdXqQyXvgg/s320/4735869981_4ab3c4e0ea_z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501509650943335074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dongwoon; Hip! Hip! Hurray! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2235714072356804159-6491432480021857217?l=radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6491432480021857217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/08/nothing-last-f-o-r-e-v-e-r.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6491432480021857217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2235714072356804159/posts/default/6491432480021857217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radiant-dreamer.blogspot.com/2010/08/nothing-last-f-o-r-e-v-e-r.html' title='First for everything ;;'/><author><name>Aria Rashid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02504803983820304914</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/-IHpASwRAUTg/Tuqhn3Hv0eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gTgbi4Fmils/s220/20.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BebEDBcbOl8/TFlJ4RjcWqI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LXdXqQyXvgg/s72-c/4735869981_4ab3c4e0ea_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
