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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 20:07:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>meme&apos;s</title>
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  <description>ugh i hate meme&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its worse than spam. I&amp;nbsp;just saw 6 entries in a row about the same &amp;quot;love meme&amp;quot; on my friends page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meme&apos;s can go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s a bunch of mindless drabble. &amp;quot;I love bla bla bla&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;i hate such and such&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get over it. there should be a &amp;quot;i hate meme&apos;s &amp;quot; meme</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 19:32:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>so um</title>
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  <description>heeeeeeeeeey everyone~ how&apos;s it hanging???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my english is dying in everyday speech...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i cant pronounce things the way i want to haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am just&amp;nbsp;getting sick mentally haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&amp;nbsp;how is everyone?? america feeling good? obama or hilary? which one is more evil???hahahha hajk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe&amp;nbsp;Ophrah or however the hell you spell her name should run. she would probably win in a landslide.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard america loves her or something. or well the housewives&amp;nbsp;at least lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard hilary wanted to ban video games in the u.s.&amp;nbsp; or something.....huh..is that even realistically possible???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i can play tetris on my pc hahahahahahhahahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boss just tried to make me stay longer at work....but i am&amp;nbsp;freaking hungry and need to go home to eat and then head to the library to&amp;nbsp;study&amp;nbsp;before class and then tonight~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m gonna go see JUMPER with Koichi~~~&amp;nbsp;yaaaaaaaay !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve been wanting to see that movie for a while...i love godly powers...maybe i have god complex or something FUFUFUUFUFUUFUFUFUFU</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 20:41:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>urm</title>
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  <description>me cute? whatever chihiro ur mad and insane. dude, don&apos;t make me tell all the girls ur a womanizing ho. haha jk dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everyone. summer is here huh? its hot hot hot hot hot!! i gotta lose some more lbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off i go to do more sit-ups</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2007 06:02:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>long time no blog</title>
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  <description>So how is everyone here on lj?? i know i havent been around much recently. I guess i have been busy with school and stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found a new place to live for next term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be living with chihiro, yuuto, and jon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i know theres a jon hahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just gotta wait a little longer to move out, probably by the begginng of next month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy mother&apos;s day to all of you mothers out there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you again!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2006 19:10:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hugo&apos;s hair is mecha mecha ugly and is not satisfied, so he wants to wear a hat forever til winter vacation</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Sep 2006 16:37:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Googa lizards eat jelly fish! we all love googa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how many jelly fish googa eats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i watch dora the explorer haha</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Aug 2006 06:54:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>face thing</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 15:52:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>um. i guess i am not good at updating huh. um..now i am in nagoya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back to the u.s. soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um. here are some pic i took today at the aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v190/Chugo/P8010155a.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jun 2006 02:33:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Japan Day two2</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;This blog has become my journal of the days of tokyo. I hope that you enjoy reading my events. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I am starting to lose all my english..like seriously!!! hahaa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANiways. Day two! today i went to 武蔵境 and met with my friend ゆうご（Yugo) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea we were Hugo and Yugo..hahahaha funny_? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANiways. He showed me around his university and I bought some nice stickers and stuff..so it was cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see a tea house and the ancient japan artifact museum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we went shopping in a district...i dont remember what its called but it is two stops away from 新宿 station. haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had an expensive dinner...about １００００円！　we ate alot and drank many drinks! it was fun!!! well here are some pics. Until next time. see you again!&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jun 2006 00:00:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Japan day 1</title>
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  <description>Hey everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am in Tokyo. I just woke up. My legs are really sore from the plane ride. I am not sure if i feel like going outside alone. haha maybe tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of outside of the apartment &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v190/Chugo/P6200001.jpg&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Jun 2006 19:58:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HIATUS KINDA</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m leaving for tokyo for about 2 months. I&apos;ll try to update and go on msn and aim as much as i can.  If possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all in lovejournal land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye to everyone for 2 months!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 04:21:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2006 18:42:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Sleeping Beauty?</title>
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  <description>Hey all! i rewrote sleeping beauty for my english essay! tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sleeping Beauty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     There once was a plump and homely peasant couple that had always wanted a precious son to call their own.  However, being poor and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malnourished, they had spent all their stress-filled lives working hard on their small pumpkin patch to provide sustenance.  From the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moment they were married in holy matrimony, they had tried to bring a little bundle of joy in their lives whenever they had a chance.  But &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas, to no avail, no such bundle had chance to come into their lives as they had wished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     One morning, the poor woman went on her daily routine of watering the pumpkin patch at sunrise.  Usually, she watered one end of the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patch and worked toward the opposite end.  This particular morning however, she felt that a change was in order.  As she slowly moved to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the center of the patch to begin watering her eyes caught a glimpse of gold rush behind a pumpkin not too far from the centermost pumpkin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the patch.  To her surprise, a golden pumpkin eating Chihuahua had wandered onto the property.  As she aimed her hoe to exterminate the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vile vermin, the Chihuahua yelped in defense and offered a small offering for its life and said, “Soon you will be blessed with a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful bouncing baby boy come the next full moon!”   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife, at that moment, forgot all about the Chihuahua and rushed inside to tell her husband the glorious news that had been revealed to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her through the Chihuahua. The husband could hardly believe his ears as he heard his wife retell the tale.  In his mind, he had thought &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that once he had a son, his pumpkin patch business would take off and he wouldn’t have to work as hard anymore when his business had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;become “Father &amp; Son.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Just as the Chihuahua had foretold, the wife gave birth to a baby boy during the next full moon.  It had turned out that the wife was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so plump, no one in the town, not even herself, could tell that she was pregnant.  The wife had birthed a son so handsome, the silvery &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moon could not do itself justice in his presence.  For his eyes and hair shimmered in a deep lustrous silver in which nothing could hope &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to compare.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate, the father held a feast of pumpkin pie in celebration of the birth of his first son.  Since the town was small and only had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourteen homes including the wife and husband, he was able to invite almost everybody except one, the strongest sorceress in town.  For &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wife had only enough ripe pumpkins to make thirteen pies, rather than insult the sorceress by inviting her to a party with no food for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her, she decided that it was better to not invite her.  The feast went on swimmingly for all the families had without a doubt fallen in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love with the young boy and presented him with many gifts that would bring envy to all who saw them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     However just at that moment, the sorceress had awoken from her afternoon nap and decided to go for a walk.  As she slowly meandered &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the town, she noticed that there was no one around as usual.  This felt strangely unnerving as she continued down the path to find &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sweet scent permeating throughout the air.  She then decided to follow this aromatic sensation straight to the couple’s home.  To her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shock and disbelief, the whole town had joined together for a feast and promptly left her out of the celebration.  As she glared toward &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the couple, she saw the reason for the feast: a bouncing baby boy.  But that was to of no importance as her eyes feasted upon the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;delicious pumpkin pie of which was her preferred and most favorite food in which she had hoped to consume whenever the chance came upon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her to do so.  Upon seeing the pumpkin pie, she had become instantly enraged with the couple.  For they had clearly left her uninvited, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she, was clearly known for her love of pumpkin pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     At that moment, the sorceress rushed through the gates of the dilapidated pumpkin farm and cursed at the couple for what they had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heartlessly and coldly done to her.  The couple got onto their knees and apologized profusely, but to no avail.  For the sorceress had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone into such a rage, not even her most favorite food in the world could calm her tempestuous anger.  She them proceeded to curse the son &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the worst thing she could think of at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Just as you have deprived me of my favorite food, I will place a curse upon your son that is just as wicked.  For hear me, when he &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reaches an age in which he is the most handsome in all the lands, eating a slice of delicious pumpkin pie will make him drop down dead!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said the sorceress in such a tone that no one present at the feast could speak to interrupt her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     And with that, the sorceress disappeared in a clap of lighting and was never seen again by those who lived in the village.  The &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second most powerful sorcerer who was already present at the feast could only lesson the curse so that the boy would instead fall asleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather than dropping down dead on the spot.  In desperation, the father had pleaded with everyone to destroy any pumpkin plant they could &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find.  They had all willingly agreed for that they had without a doubt, fallen for the silvery, shimmering, boy-child.  From that day on, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither pumpkin plant nor seed could be found anywhere in the small town.  The couple had then felt that they had fouled up the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorceress’s plan to hurt their child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     After fifteen years had passed, the son, who had been named Takahiro, had indeed become the most handsome man in all the lands.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women and men of all ages swooned as he walked by and flashed his innocent, shy, smile and blushed slightly.  After so many years, the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;town had promptly forgotten all about the curse placed upon the beauty that was Takahiro.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, the parents had set up a small melon patch whose melons were as delicious as Takahiro was handsome and beautiful, instead of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the accursed pumpkin patch of ages before.  Takahiro’s parents had left for a few years to attend and lecture at a melon symposium in the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neighboring kingdom across their sea and left Takahiro to fend for himself while they were away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day as Takahiro walked home after taking a few melons to the now most powerful sorceress as he had done for as long as he could &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember, he encountered a frail old woman with a cake cart parked at the gate of his home.  Young Takahiro greeted the old woman as his &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes chanced upon a peculiar orange pie that seemed to make up most of the woman’s wares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “What sort of strange pies are those? I have never chanced upon such a thing in the fifteen years that I have walked upon this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earth!” he said brimming with curiosity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “These are pumpkin pies,” said the old woman as she began to cut a slice for the young man to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “I have never heard of such a fruit before in my life.  But the aroma is so intoxicating…I can’t thank you more than enough for this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slice.  I will savor every morsel kind woman,” said Takahiro as he took the first bite that would be his last.  Or so the sorceress had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     He then fell down stricken with a deep sleep that had never been seen before in all the lands.  As the sorceress watched the young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy sleep, she suddenly felt a deep love for him as the others in the village had also experienced.  However, she did not have the power &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to reverse her spells, so instead she moved him magically to a soft bed of melon leaves in the center of the patch and henceforth left to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repent upon her sins of hatred that has caused such a beautifully innocent boy to suffer so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, the princess from the neighboring country was venturing through the small town to return home.  As she walked by the melon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patch in which she was disgusted with.  She had thought that melons were the vilest fruit ever created in all the lands and oceans.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However as she passed the melon patch, a peculiar smell wafted from the center of the patch.  The smell of delicious pumpkin pie filled &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her nose; she had not had the pleasure of tasting it for many years and decided to ask for some.  But to her surprise, she encountered a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;young boy who was so beautiful she could hardly believe her eyes.  The pie was no longer of no importance as she carried him inside and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;placed him on the bed, for in her eyes, the boy was tastier than any pie she could hope to find.  After the deed was done and she was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satisfied, the princess left and returned home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     It had turned out that the princess had become pregnant and had two children of which she was extremely displeased in. For that in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all her escapades she had never once became pregnant until she found the lovely and rapturous Takahiro asleep in the melon patch.  So she &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ventured forth to the small cottage where he lived.  To her surprise she found Takahiro in the same state of undress that she left &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him exactly 9 months prior.  Without hesitation she dumped the children onto the bed with him and promptly left.  As she ventured home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a grin full of self-delight, she felt no remorse for what she had done and went on to look for fresh pickings a few towns over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     As promptly as she left, Takahiro had awakened from his yearlong slumber as the children placed their fingers down Takahiro’s throat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;causing him to throw up the pumpkin pie that had caused his deep sleep.  To his surprise he had found two silver haired children with deep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue eyes of sapphire.  His parents never did return home from the symposium after many years.  However the princess did often visit in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secret and relished joyfully how she had ruined his life in revenge of the stretch marks she received after giving birth to those two &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eerie silver haired children.  Takahiro had always wondered, even on his deathbed, what had happened to his parents and how he came to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have two silver haired boys.  He worked hard for the next fifteen years trying to support his two children and died from a mysterious &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;illness, while the princess, in her self satisfying manner, continued upon the land bringing forth children only to throw them away as one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throws away a napkin. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <description>my dear friend depression, nice to meet you again</description>
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  <description>　　　　　　　*　　　*　　　*&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　*　　.※　 ※ 　※.　　*&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　*　　※　☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ※　　*&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　 *　　※ ☆ 　 ※　※ 　 ☆ ※　　*&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　 *　 ※ ☆　 ※ 　 ※ 　 ※ 　☆ ※　 *&lt;br /&gt;　　　　 *　※ ☆　※ 　 ※ ☆ ※　　※　☆ ※　*&lt;br /&gt;　　　 *　※ ☆ ※　 ※ ☆　　.☆ ※　 ※ ☆ ※　*&lt;br /&gt;　　　  *　※ ☆ ※　※☆　　　 ﾊ_ﾊ ※　 ※ ☆ ※　*&lt;br /&gt;　　 *　※ ☆ ※　　ﾊ_ﾊ　　(^( ﾟ∀ﾟ)^) .　 ※ ☆ ※　*&lt;br /&gt;　　*　※ ☆ ※　(&apos;(ﾟ∀ﾟ∩　　 ）　 /　※ 　※ ☆ ※　*&lt;br /&gt;　　ｷﾀ━━━━━.ヽ 　〈　　 (_ﾉ_ﾉ━━━━━━━ !!!&lt;br /&gt;　　*　※ ☆ ※　※ ヽヽ_)　　　　 ☆※　※ ☆ ※　 *&lt;br /&gt;　　 *　※ ☆ ※　※☆ 　　　　　☆※　※ ☆ ※　 *&lt;br /&gt;　　　*　※ ☆ ※　　※☆ 　　☆※　　※ ☆ ※　 *&lt;br /&gt;　　　 *　※ ☆　※　　 ※ ☆ ※　　※　☆ ※　*&lt;br /&gt;　　　　 *　 ※ ☆　 ※　　 ※ 　　※　☆ ※　 *&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　 *　　※ ☆ 　 ※ 　. ※ 　☆ ※　　*&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　*　　※　☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ※　　*&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　*　　.※　 ※ 　※.　　*&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　 *　　　*　　　* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 　（ ﾟＡﾟ）ﾊﾗﾍｯﾀﾅ･･･ｵ!ﾐｶﾝﾀﾞ!</description>
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  <description>“You like Koyama-san, don’t you?” Rina gave a small sigh. “I guess it can’t be helped…these feelings of love…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hm?” Shige was quite unclear what the girl meant. “But yeah…I do…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So it doesn’t matter if you’re homosexual or heterosexual?” Rina gave Shige a small smile. “Love is something shared by any sexual orientation?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, in the end the love shared by homosexuals and heterosexuals is all the same…it isn’t any different from one another…” Shige gave in his own input.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I guess you’re right…” Rina smiled. “In the end, love is same and we should just learn to accept.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shige smiled back with a nod. “You’re very pretty when you smile…you should smile more often.”</description>
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  <description>wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;                       ∧_∧ 　/⌒ヽ&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　　  (´･ω･`)/　　　|&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　  ⊂　 　　/　　　/&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　　  ＼　 /　 . /&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　　 　（ / 　　/&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　　 　  /＿＿/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　　　　彡&lt;br /&gt;　＼　　　　　　＼　　　　　　 .　＼　　　　　　＼&lt;br /&gt;　　 .＼＿／|￣￣￣￣￣|　　　　＼＿／|￣￣￣￣￣|&lt;br /&gt;　　 　 　 　. |　　　　　　　.|　　　　　　　　 |　　　 　 　　.| 　　　&lt;br /&gt;               　ただいま～～っ！！！！</description>
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  <description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;“I don’t think it matters what gender the person is…&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;love&lt;/font&gt; is mutual”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;truer words have never been spoken.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <description>Today was so so~~~~~haha went to class...ya know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I went to dinner with Ryu and Koichi~~and VJ! we went to Sushi Station..it was fun! i was craving lobster...and now it has been fulfilled...i wont need to eat it for another 4 years..lol...seriously, i&apos;m not too crazy on the lobster stuff..i don&apos;t like the taste if its poorly prepared..haha..aniways..maybe you wonder who koichi and ryu are?! here are some pics;...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is &lt;strong&gt;ryu&lt;/strong&gt;-sempai~lol, he&apos;s on the right, dont be fooled he&apos;s a oyaji...lol don&apos;t kill me if ur reading this..lol..who else will cook nikujaga? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v190/Chugo/deric6.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is &lt;strong&gt;Koichi&lt;/strong&gt;~! I hope we&apos;ll have fun in tokyo this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v190/Chugo/koichi.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is &lt;strong&gt;Yusuke&lt;/strong&gt;, who is he you say? lol...well we&apos;re going to hang out this summer in tokyo if i am bored...and most likely i will be! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v190/Chugo/yusuke.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniways...i hope everyone is doing well!~ I have a 5 page essay due in the morning...wtf am i doing here updating LJ? cos i&apos;m a fucking procraster...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you love the pic spammage, even tho i&apos;m not in it! lol</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Apr 2006 09:48:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ヒュー＠春休み（Hugo　＠　SPRING　BREAK）</title>
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  <description>hey all~spring break was so-so...here are some purikura~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v190/Chugo/untitled1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emo pose? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v190/Chugo/untitled3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;結婚しょうね～♪　Let&apos;s get married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v190/Chugo/untitled4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恋してます～！Um・・・How to say in english..&lt;br /&gt;I am having love? There is love in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v190/Chugo/untitled5.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v190/Chugo/untitled8.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;笑って！笑って！SMILY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea yea...i know...so many little pics of me...Not the best looking thing to pop up on your FL so i apoligize...haha&lt;br /&gt;～ゴメンm(＿　＿）ｍゴメン～&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <description>San Francisco Japantown is up for sale. San Francisco&apos;s Japantown is only one of three remaining Nihonmachis (Japanese towns) in this country/AMERICA! We would like your help in signing this petition to keep Japantown from being sold. Please sign the petition to help keep a memorable part of our Japanese heritage from being gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.petitiononline.com/jtown/petition.html&quot;&gt;http://www.petitiononline.com/jtown/petition.html&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <description>&quot;Since October 2001, the super-secret National Security Agency has eavesdropped on the international phone calls and e-mails of people inside the United States without court-approved warrants. Bush said steps like these would help fight terrorists like those who involved in the Sept. 11 plot.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Yahoo!DSL  news</description>
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