<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:50:37.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aoi Hitomi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-92336876</id><published>2003-04-09T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T20:57:00.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bye bye everyone...I'll be travelling for three days. Weeee. Wub ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-92336876?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/92336876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/92336876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92336876' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-91822186</id><published>2003-04-01T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T21:09:34.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha....since this blog is getting useless because I hardly update my fics, I'd prolly make this not only a fic blog but a blog that'd showcase my online life. Well, angstdroom could be my reality blog and this for the cyber me. I can't just type my real and net life altogether in one entry so I'd update this if something exciting happens over the net. Weee. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the procrastination issue, I would like to announce that my hand and head are still not cooperating with my fic notebook. Lately, I've been writing for a newsletter and busy with the real world in camps, meetings, worship sessions and being the big sis of the family, befriending the broomstick and the faucet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how could I concentrate now? Besides, I've been gaining lots of friends in channel #yfc, which I just discovered two weeks ago. I didn't know my org had a channel. o.O People there are very friendly and I would like to meet them in the ILC which is in a week! Weeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moi ish off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New link: [&lt;a href="http://ephemeralangel.blogspot.com/"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]Moonwind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-91822186?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/91822186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/91822186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91822186' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-90964743</id><published>2003-03-18T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T20:12:29.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something is v. wrong with the main blog. For some reason, I tried checking the codes I did more than ten times but blogger won't publish a thing. Fux. I'll be moving to pitas if this really, really, persists. Grrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-90964743?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/90964743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/90964743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90964743' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-90702101</id><published>2003-03-14T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T02:35:28.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New layout! New layout! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of Eriol so I replaced him wif Yuki-kuuuuuuuuuuun. Although I hate pink, I splashed my Prince Yuki wif pinky pinky cwap. [No offense to pink fanatics]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long hiatus eh? Since the end of the schoolyear is dawning, I could now freely finish my pending fics. Oh. And I am expanding my horizons to the Fruits Basket section. I shall fic Furuba! Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment is up there^^^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-90702101?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/90702101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/90702101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90702101' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-89636845</id><published>2003-02-24T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T03:45:07.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeeeee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. I've produced! &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=629132&amp;chapter=14"&gt;Scarlet 14: Raindrops &lt;/a&gt;is up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't kill me....I rushed that silly thing. Muahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-89636845?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/89636845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/89636845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89636845' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-88751742</id><published>2003-02-08T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T03:06:09.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I suck. :P Until now I am stagnant. I've never written anything in months and I feel useless. Errr... some of you aren't mad at that eh? I shall continue ficcing after the schoolyear. Promish. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-88751742?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/88751742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/88751742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88751742' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-88637673</id><published>2003-02-05T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T23:53:52.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eeeeeeeeep. I just watched the Gravitation OAV!!! May I repeat that again... &lt;br /&gt;Eeeeep. I watched Gravitation and I did the thing that I was dreading since I first got the VHS tape: &lt;br /&gt;errr.. i think yaoi isn't THAT bad after all. I squeaked. I goddangit squeaked so loud at 4 am this morning! o.O&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't watched the other cds... o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for that. I just needed something to say since I feel that this blog is totally dead. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-88637673?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/88637673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/88637673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88637673' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-87219396</id><published>2003-01-10T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T06:50:07.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All fics on hiatus. Read main blog. I'm sorry. I have to or you will all find me in the frontpage of your papers with a picture of me hanged in the ceiling. Kidding. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-87219396?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/87219396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/87219396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87219396' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-86870303</id><published>2003-01-03T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T01:52:09.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New layout! Buahaha. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.cioffe.com/kiseki/sentiments.html"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; for teaching me divs. It's not done yet and I'll place you under my credits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficcage still on hiatus. I working my ass into doing other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://angstxiety.blogspot.com"&gt;Oi! &lt;/a&gt;I stopped watching Gravitation because the power switch of the VCR got stucked inside. Damn any of my brothers. Argh. Just crossing my fingers right now that my Uncle would be able to fix it since my mother is too stubborn to drive me to Fix It. Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-86870303?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/86870303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/86870303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86870303' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-86362686</id><published>2002-12-21T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-21T08:00:36.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nah. Won't comment about the issue. I'll remain on the neutral side of things. But don't abuse my patience, Elizte. Please don't do anything that involves Ate Maia, Ate Harle, Ate Kai or even anybody close to me anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded the Ayashi no Ceres fic entitled &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1134726" title="sorry if sucky."&gt;Slaughtered Roses &lt;/a&gt;for &lt;a href="http://worldofeleezyienne.blogspot.com"&gt;Elee &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://kodomonoyume.blogspot.com"&gt;Refe &lt;/a&gt;as christmas present. Hope it turned out decent enough. Me wub you both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other gift fic is still in the works. I hope you all won't mind if I post it late for the holidays. x_x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-86362686?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/86362686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/86362686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86362686' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-86223724</id><published>2002-12-18T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-18T08:20:39.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was gone for 3 days and wham! &lt;a href="http://mihakken.blogspot.com"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; caused me a moment of headache and mixed emotions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that I don't have the right to feel angry, mad, irritated and [insert words synonymous to hate] because I am an inch away from the battlefield. In short, I'm not exactly in it. Besides, THE (emphasis on THE) issue MUST not ruin my "haaaaaaaaaanyaaaaaaaan" mood or people shall see the my wrath, which is worse than hell, according to my brothers.They could testify, if given the chance to. Believe me, no one goes near this crazy fangirl in the middle of her DEEP concentration and squealing fits because she claws on people HARD. I mean it. I pinch, whack, and pull people's hair off, accompanied by the high-pitched "Syet. Gwaaaapooo!" and the abnormal jumping around the room. Okay, picture me and draw whatever is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for the blabs. I need to dish out some comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I really TRY not to dislike you. At the moment, no word could describe how blank my face is. I really couldn't say if I pity or hate you. I.do.not.know. Just do not ask me. (Well if you insist, I'm hyperventilating of OVERhyperness and remembering the yumminess of Endless Waltz. Waiiii.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;She &lt;/a&gt;may have said a few things that offended you but TRY to hold back your feelings instead of bursting everything out in the middle of a bad mood and fighting back by insults. And let me remind you that it is my ate who you are insulting. That means you are indirectly hitting me just the same. I really don't know this issue till I went online tonight and Elizte, I'm disappointed once again. Shall I be served with lots of disappointments before I truly admit that I am starting to be plastic to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, part two comment shall be up next if ever there is a next, when I get this stupid giddy feeling out of my chest. I just can't ruin my "haaaaaaanyaaan" mood now. Not now for goodness sake. Chang Wufei was too cute and though how hard I try to resist the outburst of "waiiiiiiiiiii"s, it still ends up with me rolling over the bed and giggling like a mental patient needing a large dose of medication and a hundred handcuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack. Why did I just discover the glory of Endless Waltz tonight? Prolly because I was too engrossed in the new era of anime series that I have somewhat forgotten that Gundam Wing is too godly compared to CCS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat, Syet. Gwapo. Gago. Sobra. I don't want to squeal but I just...can't...keep...my...paking...mouth...SHUT. This illness of mine continues 48-144 hours after. You are all lucky to be a monitor away or else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the blah-ty-blahs of nonsense. I'm going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her, alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey... *whams words*&lt;br /&gt;Her: Yeah, like what-e-ver&lt;br /&gt;Me: Could you repeat what you have just said?&lt;br /&gt;Her: Whatever...bingi ka ba? &lt;br /&gt;Me: La lang. Nagulat lang ako. Ikaw? Nag-whatever? Kala ko ba magaling ka sa barahan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and the madness ensues. I prefer to ignore her na lang. I find it too tiring to have another arguement with her. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-86223724?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/86223724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/86223724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86223724' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-85979264</id><published>2002-12-13T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-13T21:15:34.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Carline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I said that Harry Potter cannot compare to Lord of The Rings when everybody was pissing me off because of their comments on the Fellowship? I think I'm becoming more of a Potter fan now. I have this wierd, wierd ritual of playing the HP theme by John Williams before I sleep, when I surf and when I was studying for the Religion test. Scary huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this wierd gift called creative dreams. I could construct a story in my dreams and when I wake up, I would automatically rush to get my notebook and scribble the plot down. Well last night, a wierd story popped into my head while having my in-between-studies-naps. I am thinking of doing an original but a bit scared too since I think it is overused in some suspense flicks. I pictured a girl who sees visions of various people with anchor tatoos in their right wrists that seems invisible to everybody but her. Scary part is, from the anchor sign, blood drips from their wrists while they busily live their everyday lives, not knowing the fate that awaits the cursed ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next part of the dream was cut, however and it continued by showing a group of people who have another sign (which I didn't seem to notice since...it was a dream.) on their left wrists. They surrounded the girl who was tied on a chair. The cult leader spoke (damn. the guy was cuuuuuuuuute in my dream) and explained to her that their mission was to fulfill a given prophecy to kill their enemies and start a new world where they alone rule mankind. They know no God and no demon. Since she was caught to point those with anchor signs, she was given the only choice to prolong her life and her mother's who was one of the cursed ones. Out of love for her mother, who was the only one she had left, she agreed and became an accomplice to the cult who kills the cursed ones by slitting their throats with an x mark and the wrists with the sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flew by and the cult leader found himself falling for the girl which was forbidden. If he would decide to fall in love and leave the cult, his fate is death. With no other choice, he pursued looking for a cure to erase the trace of the cult sign in his wrist which had the power over his life. Without the mark, he is free and the cult dies with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh... story stops there. I don't know how to continue it or write it, even. In the future, perhaps, but not know. I just wrote this down for further use since I am terribly forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas about the story? Hell, I know it's too dark and suspense-y for my type but I would like to venture outside the fanfiction world and try to write my own. Err...is the plot familiar? If so, I dare not to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks for the comments on the snippet. I haven't wrote the 2nd chapter yet. Shtoopid me and school. Anyway, another thing, what is "auntie", "grandma", "uncle" and "grandpa" in Japanese? I suck at Jap. x_x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-85979264?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85979264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85979264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85979264' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-85695248</id><published>2002-12-08T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-08T14:39:33.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew. I managed to write a 6-page chapter 1 in less than two hours. My apologies if this is choppy or sucky. I was actually thinking of NOT giving a gift fic since I *think* that I'm not worthy to dedicate it to &lt;a href="http://farshoresofthemind.blogspot.com"&gt;such&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://dreamweaving.blogspot.com"&gt;good &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cioffe.com/kiseki/sentiments.html"&gt;writers&lt;/a&gt; who are &lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;far better &lt;/a&gt;than me. Oh. This fic is for those people in my links. I know &lt;a href="http://worldofeleezyienne.blogspot.com"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://angstxiety.blogspot.com"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://farshoresofthemind.blogspot.com"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt;don't appreciate CCS much but this is all I can give. Me wuvs you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snippet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	A tall young man of twenty-three stepped out of a private jet and scanned the surroundings from behind the tinted glasses that hid his eyes. Tomoeda hasn’t changed, he thought as he felt the winter breeze kiss his pale cheeks. When had he last stepped on the grounds of Japan? Six years ago? Memories vaguely passed before his vision when from afar, a sakura tree caught his attention. Its petals have all detached itself from the branches and joined the December wind, leaving the tree standing alone in its naked form. Not quite a beautiful sight, he mused while watching a long box being taken out of the jet from the corner of his eye. Bare trees reminded him of death and death was the reason for his sudden appearance in the land he once left for marriage. And what was the purpose of marriage when death shall snatch the one you vowed to love for eternity after a few years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The body is on its way to the Tsukimine Shrine, Mr. Hiiragizawa. The funeral service, as what I’ve heard, is all set. We’ve also unloaded your baggage from the jet. Do you wish to hire a cab to the hotel, sir?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His head turned abruptly to acknowledge the airport personnel’s presence and gave a quick nod. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where has the girl with me gone?” He inquired, pushing his glasses higher up his nose bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She joined the car with the rest of your suitcases and the body, sir. I believe she left a note somewhere--”, his voice trailed off, accompanied by what seemed like a clattering noise. The man searched his pocket for a folded paper amongst the small metal keys that juggled as his hand busily took each out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah here it is.” He triumphantly said, reaching out his free hand to hand the blue paper, which Eriol took with a polite yet wistful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am on my way to the Tsukimine. Go and find a hotel while I call the others. You could come by after an hour of rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nakuru.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He folded the paper neatly and tucked it inside his black coat. Tired and stressed out, he reached out for his briefcase and made way to the cab parked in the distance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My condolences sir.” Said the man, with a concerned look on his face after closing the cab door beside him. Eriol reached out for a few bills in his pocket and handed it to the man who quickly shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No. Take it. It’s my way of saying thank you for assisting me all the way from England. Merry Christmas too in advance.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shyly accepted the tip and waved goodbye with a smile on his face, accompanied by tearful eyes as the cab slowly moved away from the airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eriol watched from the cab’s side mirror and sighed while they passed through familiar landmarks he tried to recognize. There were some new establishments, he noticed, and Tomoeda was slowly industrializing, unlike the quaint town he left years ago. Tomoeda Elementary was still up, though it noticeably just had a repaint. Seijou High was standing sturdy as he left it and the uniform didn’t change. For a fleeting moment, while observing the busy students leave for home, he imagined himself as a 16 year old student among the retreating students that crowded the gate. Beside him were his old classmates, laughing and chatting about the newly opened bakery in the block and how sumptuous their goodies would taste. Same old after school scene: Li’s arm protectively snaked around Sakura-chan’s waist, Mihara-chan hitting Yamazaki’s head hardly while he continued his how-the-cheesecake-ran-away-from-the-blueberry story, Naoko reading yet another thick thriller novel, Rika walking along with Meilin and a certain purple haired girl videotaping everybody from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certainly and painfully familiar girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re here, Mr. Hiiragizawa.” Came a voice, which broke his train of thought. He blinked and found the cab driver in front of the hotel’s revolving door with his two suitcases at hand. Stepping out of the cab, he took a few bills and paid the driver who assisted him inside the lobby before waving farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, he just stood before the towering building, his meticulous eyes scanning the vast sky above him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew heaven’s message and he felt the wind’s alarm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, the rain will pour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the droplets fall, so will he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-85695248?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85695248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85695248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85695248' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-85620602</id><published>2002-12-06T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T18:23:41.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/ab6/ladysakura/" title="Ate Shiela"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt;for &lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/lezzytute/citation.jpg"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/nemmy15/fanfic.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. I am so grateful. *sniff* I am waiting for &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/ab6/ladysakura/" title="Syaoran no Hime"&gt;your &lt;/a&gt;blog...yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New link: &lt;a href="http://worldofeleezyienne.blogspot.com"&gt;Eleezyienne&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-85620602?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85620602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85620602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85620602' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-85620421</id><published>2002-12-06T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T18:16:14.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To those who have been aticipating the release of Scarlet 13:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. It's still 98% complete. I'm too preoccupied these days with problems. It's too much for feeble me to handle. I really can't write when things are bothering me to death. Maybe during Christmas vacation, I could finish everything (I hope). Naw, I won't crumple and throw it to the wastebucket. I just hope all those who have read, liked, bugged me about it would wait. I know you all understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gift fic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the plot all ready but I never wrote a word. I'm sorry if I cannot accomplish it on time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies to everyone for procrastinating too long, I know I am not worthy to be praised for my works since I update too damn long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-85620421?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85620421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85620421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85620421' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-85318085</id><published>2002-11-30T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T20:36:14.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adoptions added. Will blog later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-85318085?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85318085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85318085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85318085' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-85170167</id><published>2002-11-27T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-27T09:38:38.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Could anyone enlighten me regarding GRAVITATION and CHOBITS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually SCARED of watching Gravitation since it's yaoi. And I am really not a yaoi fan. I find it rather...icky. [no offense ^^]&lt;br /&gt;But Loren-sensei told me that I would shriek louder when I watch it compared to my AnC and CCS "hanyaaaaan"s. I am CURIOUS. DEAD CURIOUS. She had been telling me snippets of the scenes I would encounter and boy did I shriek aloud! I would risk my dignity in order to watch it. And NO ONE, even my mom could stop me. Could I be a yaoi fan in the making? *shiver*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOBITS is CUTE. I'm sure of that. I have been interested in it months ago when a friend recommended that Clamp-made series. Waiiiii! Chobits. I want. I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still need enlightenment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these REALLY, as what Loren-sensei-chan tells, as worth a watch?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-85170167?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85170167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85170167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85170167' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-85126098</id><published>2002-11-26T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T13:02:02.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://angstxiety.blogspot.com"&gt;You&lt;/a&gt;. I liked it. I really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the official fic list in hand already and I shall post it later since it's 5 am and I haven't reviewed for 2 long tests. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in response to a number of e-mails I have received lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarlet isn't moving at the moment because I have been VERY, VERY, VERY busy. School demands much of my energy, surpassing the amount that I COULD only give. In short, I'm stressed. Coffee keeps me alive for I am nothing at the moment but a walking life form without a soul and good rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wouldn't abandon it. I have placed much of my efforts creating such complicated plot and I wouldn't want to throw it off (though I have this wierd desire to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paperboats shall be discontinued until I finally have a DECENT plot and flow of events. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall make an ExT for all of the people I love so much. Well, that is STILL undecided but I could try. The idea on top of my head is rather... (like what I usually say...) lunatic. I'm torn whether I would end it happily or sadly. The fic itself centers on regret and giving a happy ending depresses me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, its title is "The Hourglass". It's my yuletide fic for everyone and perhaps, my celebration of 1 whole year ficcing CCS. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;Happy ending or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-85126098?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85126098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85126098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85126098' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-85065384</id><published>2002-11-25T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T10:30:27.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New link: &lt;a href="http://angstxiety.blogspot.com"&gt;Ta-da&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was one of those who I looked up to last year since she's GOOD in both academics and the arts. Yesh, I still remember "The Outcome of Brian Warner". ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-85065384?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85065384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/85065384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85065384' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-84767314</id><published>2002-11-19T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-19T08:09:40.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New linkage: &lt;a href="http://dreamweaving.blogspot.com"&gt;Ate Maia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I also placed &lt;a href="http://dreamweaving.blogspot.com"&gt;your &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://salaciousmusings.blogspot.com"&gt;main blog &lt;/a&gt;link &lt;a href="http://angstdroom.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, too. Hope &lt;a href="http://dreamweaving.blogspot.com"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt;don't mind, again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask too much favors nowadays. Probably because Christmas is near?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-84767314?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84767314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84767314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84767314' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-84766888</id><published>2002-11-19T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-19T08:01:01.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what you call less time online: updating at quarter to midnight. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just HAD to jot these ideas down before they disintegrate into nothingness. Can you believe that after my 3 years in high school, I spent a record-breaking 7 hours studying? Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo... I am updating the list of fics to be done BUT I NEED MAJOR HELP what title to use for each fic. I figured out that it's easier to start with a story title than without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oneshot Fic List:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Pairings/Series/About:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HikaruxLantis &lt;/b&gt;[Rayearth] - unrequited love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FerioxFuu &lt;/b&gt;[Rayearth] -WAFF. Happens after the battle with Sagato and restoration of Cefiro's beauty and before the knights return to earth. A farewell fic. No angst, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MirokuxSango &lt;/b&gt;[InuYasha] - a third party butts in. Focused on Sango more that Miroku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VanxHitomi &lt;/b&gt;[Esca] - Hitomi just returned from Gaea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EriolxTomoyo &lt;/b&gt;[CCS] - Undecided. WAFF maybe? Or Angst? Initial title idea is 'The Hourglass'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SakuraxSyaoran &lt;/b&gt;[CCS] - Trilogy. A brief retelling of their relationship and what may have happened after. Not canon. Don't kill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TouyaxAya &lt;/b&gt;(Aya-centric) [Ayashi No Ceres] - Aya bades farewell to the dying Touya. Or to a dead Touya lying peacefully in his grave? In her arms is her newborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ShinichixRan&lt;/b&gt; (Mystery/Romance) [Meitantei Conan] - I just posted a summary riiiiiight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Titles:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slaughtered Roses &lt;/b&gt;[pending]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vermillion &lt;/b&gt;[pending]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Hourglass &lt;/b&gt;[Probably for SxS or ExT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deception&lt;/b&gt; [Probably for the Conan fic]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Defiance&lt;/b&gt; [Esca...yesh, sure.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wind Chimes and Lullabyes &lt;/b&gt;[Probably for TxA or FxF]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ignition&lt;/b&gt; [pending]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED HELP. Ack. Oh and about &lt;b&gt;'The Hourglass'&lt;/b&gt;... the idea is taken from the Gary Valenciano song. &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Realm/1477/opm/garyv/121.html#5"&gt;Click here for lyrics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target date? Nyah. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please welp? *puppy eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO STEALING. Bloody hell, I'd kill the person who does. I've researched FF.net if I have duplicates. There were some but those weren't in the section I'm planning to use the titles for. Beware plagiarists... I bite. Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-84766888?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84766888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84766888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84766888' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-84569941</id><published>2002-11-15T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-15T01:36:50.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After I finish I Scarlet, I shall go on haitus for a while. I shall have less time online because I have flunked my grades. I had more time ficcing than opening my notes. People around me are too depressed of my performance and I have figured out that I shall concentrate getting my standing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ta-ta for a while people... I shall be updating this if time dawns upon me. I shall continue ficcing offline. I hope my pen and paper cooperates with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of fics to be done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aoi Hitomi &lt;/b&gt;[ExT]- She seeks comfort, he searches for solace. Can understanding arise from letters of anonymity and the vastness of the sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Untitled still [MxS][Inuyasha]- &lt;/b&gt;When the past continues to haunt its prey, the future shall be the shield...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Untitled [LxH][Magic Knights Rayearth]- &lt;/b&gt;All I wanted was your heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Untitled [Meitantei Conan][SxR]- &lt;/b&gt;Someone's out to catch Ran and he knows Conan's little secret. [Summary sucks. Blah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can reach me through texting though... 09194518319. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-84569941?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84569941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84569941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84569941' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-84412179</id><published>2002-11-12T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-12T03:22:44.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what to exactly feel about &lt;a href="http://slegnasblackrose.blogspot.com"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;. Shall I feel hatred? Contempt? Disappointment? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fully hate you because you never did me wrong. I can't accuse you nor judge you because of what you did to &lt;a href="http://farshoresofthemind.blogspot.com"&gt;her &lt;/a&gt;imouto. I cannot join the war &lt;a href="http://dreamweaving.blogspot.com"&gt;she &lt;/a&gt;declared because I have absolutely no right to jump in the battle arena that doesn't obviously concern me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What just struck me is the fact that you hurt &lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would admit. I never really liked you since you did the... [nevermind, just let that die once more]. But I tried for the sake of proving to myself that I could forgive. I am not the I-forgive-you-right-away-person. Call me rude but that's just how life works for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a while, when I learned that they both forgot the issue, I accepted you. You may even gasp but the sarcastic I even considered you a trusting friend. I gave you a chance considering the fact that I linked you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You blew the trust I had given and my impressions about you changed drastically. You hurt &lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;my big sister &lt;/a&gt;and that pained me too. I never knew that she was hurt [until I read her blog] because she seemed so calm last night when I texted her. Have you counted how many people may hate you for the simple (?) mistakes you did? You were capable of hurting your friend, &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;Meemee-chan&lt;/a&gt;, my big sister and &lt;a href="http://dreamweaving.blogspot.com"&gt;Ate Maia &lt;/a&gt;by calling her childish and other blah blahs. Who's next in your target list? Me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing. I despise hypocrites and I do not know whether I shall list you under it. It would be unfair, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I shall retain your name under my links. I shall still speak to you and remain in "good terms" with you. But never expect me trusting you. The doubts remain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that these problems may seem shallow (since it's over the net, according to one of my offline tomodachis) and I would be rude to "hate" you. But I regard this as another serious blow, Elizte. You just don't know how highly disappointed I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*throws the post to the deceased posts cemetery of her archives*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget this. I am done ranting. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-84412179?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84412179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84412179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84412179' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-84349380</id><published>2002-11-10T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-10T22:15:10.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New link: &lt;a href="http://slegnasblackrose.blogspot.com"&gt;Elizte-chan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-84349380?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84349380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84349380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84349380' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-84334776</id><published>2002-11-10T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-10T16:19:46.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh boy. The madness ensues. I really don't know now whether I'd be judgemental or nice. But since I know nothing yet and the case is yet to be proven, I shall remain the good 'ole me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing, if everything is but plain misunderstanding, you don't need to flood other people's blogs to get your point across. And pleaseeee, kill the caps. It get's annoying. And when I'm annoyed, I have very, very evil tendencies. There's nothing to worry though, I haven't reached the highest peeks of annoyance. At the moment, I still have my halo atop my head. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope nothing similar happens to me because I'm warning those who attempt to do so... my bite has venom. Ask Kyte-chan...I bit her once because of being tooooo nice. Nothing happened though, she likes me, still. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this post die again, I'm starting to be autistic. x_x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-84334776?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84334776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84334776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84334776' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-84311626</id><published>2002-11-10T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-10T03:21:53.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scarlet is moving. Yay. The next chapter would probably up by this week. &lt;i&gt;I hope &lt;/i&gt;or I shall really kill myself. Eep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting tired of writing in general. I figured out that it took most of my time. :( But I can't just leave my works since I know a lot of people will haunt me for procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Whaaat? Eriol and Tomoyo nanaman? Why don't you try something new?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I *think* I must try to explore the world of fandom rather than being stuck in the ExT lala world, which a lot of people have been invading nowadays. My classmates, who have been beta-ing my works since I first started with the sucky &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=543123"&gt;Can't Afford to Lose You &lt;/a&gt;(it is, Christi-chan!), think that I must once in a while loosen my grip on Eriol-kun's leg and try glomping Shinichi or Miroku. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CCS world had started out fairly small, with only 2000 stories then. But it grew to a whopping 8000, majority of which, in my own honest opinion, are sucky. (Sorry for being frank...well... that's Les, at your service)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to write Conan and Inu Yasha, then for all the people I love to death. Wee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a bit of Rayearth, too eh? Or Ayashi No Ceres, Rayearth and Escaflowne? *grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-84311626?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84311626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84311626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84311626' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-84270974</id><published>2002-11-09T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-09T01:03:16.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't call &lt;a href="http://isotopes.blogspot.com"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;rself stupid, dear. Just tell me what the problem is and I am glad to help. Actually, I am not a l33t in regards with html. Few html skills sustain my existence in webmaking. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I don't want to hear &lt;a href="http://isotopes.blogspot.com"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt;call yourself stupid, okaaay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-84270974?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84270974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84270974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84270974' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-84226393</id><published>2002-11-08T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-08T06:23:43.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog has just been Inuyasha-nized. Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;You!&lt;/a&gt; I sent the lyrics already. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;You!&lt;/a&gt; I really, really liked the epilogue. How I wish I could write like that. And forget the last post. I figured it out. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://slegnasblackrose.blogspot.com"&gt;You!&lt;/a&gt; You need to teach me how to make a damn wallpaper. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. Paperboats is in hiatus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-84226393?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84226393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84226393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84226393' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-84062106</id><published>2002-11-05T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-08T06:50:45.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;You&lt;/a&gt; must teach me how to justify text in a table. Yes, this script kiddie is talking to &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-84062106?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84062106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84062106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84062106' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-84052756</id><published>2002-11-05T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-05T02:30:35.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the whooole day, aside from engrossing myself in schoolwork, Loren-chan, Lyka-chan and moi, moi and moi were talking about the ShinichixRan fic I shall be doing maybe by next year after I would finish Aoi, Paperboats and *groan* Scarlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee. The plot is laid out but I'm not so sure whether it'd turn out nice since it'll be my first shot on a romance/mystery/suspense/blah blah. Well, I &lt;i&gt;hope.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-84052756?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84052756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/84052756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84052756' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83949616</id><published>2002-11-02T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-02T23:21:22.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoosh. Before I forget, &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1044235"&gt;Prism &lt;/a&gt;was inspired by &lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Te Kai&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1038815"&gt;Fairy Tale &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=47893"&gt;Silver Hawk&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=893015"&gt;Call of the Soul&lt;/a&gt;. Credits go to their wonderfully done fictions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83949616?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83949616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83949616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83949616' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83942228</id><published>2002-11-02T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-02T19:16:51.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ayumi Hamasaki? Aaaah. She was the one who sang the 3rd ending song of Inuyasha, wiiight? Now I get why &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;'re too obsessed. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, do &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt;use kazaa? It so happened that I downloaded "Dearest" from a certain sayuri@kazaa. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83942228?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83942228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83942228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83942228' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83928723</id><published>2002-11-02T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-02T11:53:11.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hah. Cover your ears, I shall scream tomorrow. Scarlet isn't done. *waaaails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. I did make a one shot and surprisingly, I *think* I liked it. For now, perhaps. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is for &lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/ab6/ladysakura/"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt;because I wuv you lots and lots and lots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... it's called &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1044235"&gt;Prism&lt;/a&gt;. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it sucks, please tell me frankly. That fic is a result of caffeine overdose and a 5 hour slavery that resulted to sleeping at 4 am. Buahaha. Too bad, I never got to see a ghost. 0_0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83928723?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83928723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83928723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83928723' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83797362</id><published>2002-10-30T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-30T16:40:25.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, and could anybody enlighten me how a songfic is written? *hammers her head* &lt;br /&gt;It's a song+fiction, wiiigggght?&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, the illiteracy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83797362?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83797362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83797362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83797362' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83797251</id><published>2002-10-30T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-30T16:37:51.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That's it. I've decided. No more sequel for Scarlet. Nuhuh. No. It'll sound too exagerrated. Besides, the idea irks me. An epilogue maybe? Erg. Decisions. Decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, an epilogue would be nice. A very. very long epilogue, eh? Darnit, I can't apply the escaflowne ending since I need to show that they are destined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mugen no Kaze goes poof. Though I weaaaaally, weally like to use that as a title, it would have to wait for a story outline. Drats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I'm itching to start Aoi Hitomi but I need to finish what I've started so, bye bye itching. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A one shot is in the works and I'm afraid, it would drop into the angst category, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. *stamps foot* I want to write and try WAFF but Alas! I am incapable because of some...err...defect that I have in my angsty brain. Angst. Angst. Shiznit. Madness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83797251?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83797251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83797251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83797251' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83765026</id><published>2002-10-30T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-30T03:26:40.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it a grave sin to frankly express your annoyance towards a certain person? &lt;br /&gt;To honestly state your opinions on things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be better that way than practicing hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, immaturity surfaces when one takes a positive approach criticism seriously to the point of cursing the person who had done it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt;did was to state what you felt about the issue. You never had an intention to destroy her, right? Nor did you throw very painful and hurting words. It is YOUR journal, by the way. And nobody: not her or even I could change your insights about the things you have freely written on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that this reaction is quite late and apologies have been exchanged. My apologies if ever I have hurt anybody. I'm really quite sarcastic in nature. Errm... &lt;i&gt;quite&lt;/i&gt;. Naw, I'm weeeally good. *sticks a halo on top of her head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. Just consider this entry dead. (rotten, even)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you feel better, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you... thank &lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt;sooooooooo much for being a big sister and a friend. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83765026?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83765026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83765026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83765026' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83657486</id><published>2002-10-28T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-28T04:19:06.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scarlet chapter 13 snippet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Let go you…you beastly pervert!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visibly flaming in anger, she slapped him hard on the face, which made him involuntarily draw his free hand to touch the inflicted part. She was a bit shocked by the sharp movement of her hand yet her eyes tried so hard to show only displeasure. No, she never did such act to anybody before. She might have screamed and humiliated numerous persons but never did her palms do the justice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His face was unreadable, she noticed, standing up, getting ready to run away before he would do her harm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What was that for?” He demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoothing her skirt from the crumples, she faced him with confidence, raising an eyebrow and smiling innocently at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh. The almighty king doesn’t know why. What a shame for an intelligent person like you.” She replied scornfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, sensing another battle of words and wits, gave an insulting, sweet smile as he stood up and combed his hair with his hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Say that again? I never knew that you even consider me smart.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fixed his robe, tying the strap into a knot properly, as her face wore a blank expression at the glimpse of his upper masculinity. She blushed a shade of pink and shied her gaze away from his eyes, hoping that he didn’t notice the nervousness sketched on her face. Unfortunately, the cunning he, noted her uneasiness and chuckled. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really, you can adore my charms in front of me, dear Tomoyo. You need not to secretly admire me from afar.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it. Her face went red once again and he earned a life-threatening glare. Her flaming cuteness was an unexpected reward and he enjoyed her annoyance. She was disdainfully feeling the heat rise up till the ends of her hair. He sure knew how to catch the bait without even fishing for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egotistic jerk, she thought, hearing him laugh cutely as her fists balled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutely? She gulped unnoticeably.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My, my. You must face the mirror right now, my lady. You look…. like an awful…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How she loved to slap him once again for wounding her pride. Slaughter him, even. If only she didn’t find him (cough) too adorable (cough) to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“…Tomato.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His voice dropped an octave low, which was followed by laughter. Her face on the other hand, looked like it was ready to explode anytime because of humiliation. Two of her fists were now balled up, restraining the urge to punch him on the face. She still had a bit of patience left amidst the piercing, killer stare she gave him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tinsy winsy bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more, Eriol, she silently mumbled, quiet enough for nobody, besides her, to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more, you descendant of all the mythological monsters combined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There.  I just reread the whole fic and sadly, I hated it. Gack. There goes my self-esteem... weee... *watches as at it rolls off down the cliff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83657486?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83657486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83657486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83657486' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83557890</id><published>2002-10-26T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-26T16:27:31.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yipee! Tweakage! Red! Red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New links: &lt;a href="http://isotopes.blogspot.com"&gt;Choco &lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://kodomonoyume.blogspot.com"&gt;Refe &lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/ab6/ladysakura/"&gt;Syao no hime-chan.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finished my Health test beforehand yesterday, something just popped into mind, which I have been trying to remember for months. Inspired by the title of the Michelle Branch album, Broken Bracelet, I figured out that I must do an SxS and start with the story before it disintegrates into the pile of forgotten ideas. Well, Scarlet is *still* under my tweakage since I find the next chapter too... err... wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SxS, still being debated upon by me and my other self 0_0, would probably be a trilogy. Not so sure though. With all the stories popping coherently these days, I don't know if I could handle the pressure. Well, I must because I like... nyehaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the MirokuxSango fic... that'd be later. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of the fic project Aoi Hitomi is giving me second thoughts. I shall go search for a title. But &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt;would help me right? When I really couldn't figure out what to name it after finishing the story, right? *hopes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;'Te Kai&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;a href="http://nostrad.blogspot.com"&gt;You &lt;/a&gt; brightened up my day when I read your blogs. *beams*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83557890?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83557890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83557890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83557890' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83522002</id><published>2002-10-25T13:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-25T13:12:29.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have this urge to write a MirokuxSango fic since &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/ab6/ladysakura/"&gt;she &lt;/a&gt;and I loveeeeees the pair so much. To hell with trying to fic an InuyashaxKagome. I'm going MirokuxSango. Wooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Abs-cbn sucks. *sticks tongue out*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83522002?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83522002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83522002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83522002' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83522031</id><published>2002-10-25T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-25T13:10:46.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh... and my friend Olivia wants a ShinichixRan. *thinks*...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83522031?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83522031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83522031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83522031' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83504171</id><published>2002-10-25T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-25T01:50:46.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ack. No. No. No. I refuse to believe that I NORMALLY go home at 5pm from school. This isn't reality, right? *mumble mumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Conan" is getting better...it really is! I am betting that &lt;i&gt;soon&lt;/i&gt;, the professor shall discover a cure for the kawaii Shinichi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when it's getting better, just when the climax is unfolding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argggg. School sucks. School sucks. *bangs head on the wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall miss exams week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(minus the exams of course since I terribly sucked...) x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83504171?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83504171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83504171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83504171' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83449139</id><published>2002-10-24T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T00:23:08.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;'Te Kai...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you watch the episode of Conan yesterday? &lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love to kill the new guy. *brings out her razor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Conan, I was wondering if you ever tried ficcing that show?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83449139?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83449139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83449139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83449139' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83394450</id><published>2002-10-23T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-23T00:39:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have this terrible dislike for a fellow fanfic writer. No, it's not &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://tooikonomachi.blogspot.com"&gt;you &lt;/a&gt;and those who I love to death (too many! x_x). The way she reviews, the way she wrote summaries and her name. &lt;br /&gt;It just irks me and I don't know why. No, I'm not being proud here since I am nobody and a far-from-perfect person (fact!). Don't blame me for having this wierd, wierd feeling, folks. I do not intend to bash anyone...even her. It's just that, in Filipino, &lt;i&gt;di ko siya feel.&lt;/i&gt; Maybe because of what she did earlier that irked me more. *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Me and my choosy personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint! Hint!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are never related. I never talked to her. She is not part of my mailing list. &lt;i&gt;Basta!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let this post die. From this day on, it's gone...gone...gone. I just needed to get that out of me since whenever I see her name in ff.net, my insides go cold and I shiver...really. And  don't want to be unreal, a hypocrite and according to what most people say over here... &lt;i&gt;plastic.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad now. x_x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83394450?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83394450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83394450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83394450' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83293118</id><published>2002-10-21T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T05:12:07.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Stamps foot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming and I *still* haven't finished ficcing. *cries* I'm still searching for inspiration. Anything. Anyone. Please raise your hand up high and inspire ze pitiful creature behind the monitor screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have set a date to COMPLETELY finish the damn fic and hopefully, that plan would turn out right or I'd have a weeklong screaming fit.&lt;br /&gt;Next week. Yes. October 31-November 2: when the silence gets &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; unbearable, when boredom strikes per millisecond and when the urge to scream and make noise is tempting. VERY tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rants&lt;/b&gt; [beware]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a "kind of" reflection on what &lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;she &lt;/a&gt; said earlier about the fanfiction malady that is driving &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; everyone nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stamps foot yet again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long gone were the days when I usually beam because I had my daily dose of fanfiction reading. I usually go to the CCS section because I have been going GaGa over ExT since the day I read A Capella by Kit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr...lately? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not-so-worthy fanfics have bombarded the CCS FF.net section. *stamps foot again* And I'm absolutely *stamp* dismayed *stamp* because *stamp* NOTHING *stamp* caught my interest *stamp* lately. (With the exception of the works of &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;the authors &lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;I adore&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/ab6/ladysakura/"&gt;so much&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achgdfajdb. I don't want *stamp* to witness the fall of CCS fanfiction. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pleaaaaaase. Do not portray Tomoyo-chan as a slutty girl. She is too sweet to be given that title. I repeat, for goodness' sake, spare Tomoyo-chan from those hooped earings, halter tops and short shorts. Correction. Shorter than short shorts. Ack... even my Eriol-kun. He holds a very respectable image and not that of a gangster. *stamp stamp stamp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes with Sakura-chan and Syaoran-kuuuun. *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are not worthy of having blonde hair, green, pink or even red. *stammmmmp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a *bit* sick. A *bit*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83293118?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83293118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83293118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83293118' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83216177</id><published>2002-10-19T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-19T09:07:02.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1021009"&gt;Mea Vita&lt;/a&gt; is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's for Meemee-chan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That fic needs serious tweak5g3. I'm a tad discontented. Sorry if it sucks. x_x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83216177?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83216177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83216177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83216177' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83195481</id><published>2002-10-18T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T18:33:23.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And yet again, Scarlet is not yet done. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working on &lt;b&gt;Mea Vita&lt;/b&gt; for &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com/"&gt;Meemee-chan&lt;/a&gt;. It's *as usual* an ExT. Hopefully, it would not be angsty. &lt;i&gt;Hopefully&lt;/i&gt;. I shall now concentrate on Tomoyo. I *think* I have been giving Eriol no Baka *laughs hysterically* the limelight too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eriol: *glares*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall try to fic again because I have been receiving threats for fic-halting. Besides, that damn fic must be finished soon because it is driving me close to hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Oh! No fic and blog updates starting Monday till Saturday. *Pouts*...Exams suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83195481?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83195481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83195481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83195481' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83112156</id><published>2002-10-17T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-17T04:28:59.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;Tomodachi-chan &lt;/a&gt;made me a fic! Meemee-chan made me a fic! A fic! A fic! *beams*. &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1016721"&gt;Go read it&lt;/a&gt;, it's divine. And don't stop there. Read &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=876583"&gt;Seasons&lt;/a&gt;, too. I have been bugging &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt; for the next chapter. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am overflowing with fic ideas for &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1004470"&gt;Paperboats &lt;/a&gt; but... I NEED to finish &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=629132"&gt;Scarlet &lt;/a&gt; be-cause everybody WANTS *me*, feeble *me* to fic, fic, fic. I am picturing an Eriol-teaching-Tomoyo-badminton scene and lots and lots *gwins evilly and gwins some more*. I *know* that I shall receive a "huh? badminton?" in return BUT I have a GOOD reason. Let's say, a personal experience. Actually, &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; everything I write corresponds with something that had happened to *me*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paperboats arose from a personal, personal experience. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err...don't ask about Scarlet. I didn't and never warped myself back in a fictional 1800 realm. x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. x_x &lt;&lt; this smiley amuses me. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiznit. Could anybody help me write a comedy? I always seem to write serious, angsty tear-jerkers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Proceeds her coherent rambling to herself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83112156?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83112156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83112156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83112156' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83081087</id><published>2002-10-16T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-16T14:12:12.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched InuYasha to-day and the episode is EXTREMELY kawaii... *squeals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn that Kikyou. *Grasps all pointy objects in sight*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...and...I knew that the Kikyou-Inu-Kagome triangle has a painful similarity with the plot of Scarlet. Weeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I STILL don't know how to start the chapter 13. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83081087?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83081087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83081087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83081087' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83059302</id><published>2002-10-16T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-16T06:15:45.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I.am.nearly.giving.up.on.the.next.damn.chapter.of that... that... fic (points to Scarlet). *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Really, I am becoming what my other classmates told me just a while ago when they caught me several times staring into empty space. Err...just guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I.can't.still.grasp.any.inspiration. Even my no. 1 tomodachi, Kiko-san, to whom I dedicate the rest of the fics up because he inspires me a lot, can't help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that I was turning into a rotten banana. *mad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another fic idea but it blew off my mind, sowee... x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com"&gt;meemee-chan&lt;/a&gt;! Update your Seasons fic or else... *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aaaargh&lt;/i&gt;! I'm NOT having a writer's block but something worse than that. Ever felt too hyper to fic though you have piled up things to do that are more important but you just can't write because you NEVER seem to like what you write in the beginning? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I sux0rs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83059302?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83059302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83059302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83059302' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83025734</id><published>2002-10-15T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T13:33:19.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I KNOW that I get very, &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; annoying but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoom! Forgot to say something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what &lt;a href="http://innocenceneon.blogspot.com"&gt;Kai-san&lt;/a&gt; said in her latest bloggie entry, advertising fics by reviewing others' works is pa-the-tic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this &gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/reviews.php?storyid=1010677"&gt;review&lt;/a&gt; and it did annoy me, though I'm glad she reviewed. Yeah... &lt;i&gt;glad&lt;/i&gt;... [/sarcasm]. Oh, to make that clear, it's the 8th review. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naw... I'm not rude. &lt;i&gt;Really!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83025734?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83025734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83025734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83025734' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83025233</id><published>2002-10-15T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T11:44:09.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, added link5g3 to &lt;a href="http://kisekiyume.blogspot.com/"&gt;Meemee&lt;/a&gt;-chan's bloggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, &lt;a href="http://www.deadjournal.com/~kyteaura"&gt;Kyte-chan&lt;/a&gt;, I am still tweaking with your blog. Heh. Sowwy. Too busy with school, dear. It shall be ready anytime soon. Pardon me for its errr... wierdness. :) Wub j00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=180693"&gt;Yori-chan&lt;/a&gt; mailed me a very, vewy heartwarming e-mail and I suddenly felt guilty for procrastinating too much. Bleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83025233?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83025233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83025233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83025233' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-83024947</id><published>2002-10-15T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T11:35:59.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Buahaha. I borrowed a writing book and I'm reading it right now. Somehow, I do hope that it would give me some tips how that stupid thing called lack of inspiration could forever rot in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err... I &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; haven't wrote a single word in &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=629132"&gt;Scarlet&lt;/a&gt;'s next chapter. Shiznit. School blows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACK! I wasn't able to watch InuYasha todaaaaaaaaaay! Stupid, stupid GSP Tree Planting. I would've reached home earlier if my GSP busmates arrived earlier. Shiznit. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive-chan has been bugging me to write an InuYashaxKagome fic but I still have ideas I need to weave into words before they all disintegrate to memory. Bah. Shiznit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams start next week and gawddamn, I need to put the latest chapters of my other fics out. Gack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go lull in the corner, maybe inspiration would dawn. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-83024947?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83024947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/83024947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83024947' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-82964455</id><published>2002-10-14T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-14T07:17:17.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No fic done yet. Lack of time. Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-82964455?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/82964455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/82964455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82964455' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-82923364</id><published>2002-10-13T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-13T09:06:23.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Posted a new ficcie entitled&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1010677"&gt; Just a Glance&lt;/a&gt; at the now improved &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net"&gt;FF.net&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is for Carline-chan, a tomodachi of moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-82923364?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/82923364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/82923364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82923364' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-82886568</id><published>2002-10-12T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-12T08:47:00.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net"&gt;FF.net&lt;/a&gt; is down. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched all the Rurouni Kenshin OVAs for hours. Yes, I sat stupidly in front of the VCR, crying and munching my way to misery. I had given up to the hyperactive writer's block that engulfed my whole being as I sat in front of the computer, 6am-9am today, waiting for words to flood. Alas! None came. *sighs again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I don't have plot problems. In fact, everything was already planned beforehand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to do the next chapter since I need to think of scenes that would make Tomoyo realize she loves Eriol. Weee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paperboats shall not be touched (though how I ache to cast aside &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=629132"&gt;Scarlet&lt;/a&gt; and continue with the damn thing) until I finish my current work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got another idea in mind for a fic but that shall push through after I finish Aoi Hitomi. *sighs for the third time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to do an SxS... mm.... but I *fink* I shall concentrate first on ExT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs for the nth time*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-82886568?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/82886568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/82886568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82886568' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3808778.post-82062808</id><published>2002-09-24T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-12T04:59:26.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weee... blogger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3808778-82062808?l=aoihitomi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/82062808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3808778/posts/default/82062808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoihitomi.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82062808' title=''/><author><name>Les</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11798825189820039552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
