<?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-5991837</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:55:51.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited...</title><subtitle type='html'>It's about me and only me! lol mwahahaha with excessive use of Engrish.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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>292</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991837.post-112650687907866766</id><published>2005-09-11T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:34:52.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Jrock Soap Opera by IHeartKakashiSenseiName/Nickname/Etc.Humor me! Name a Jrocker! Any Jrocker!The name of your soap opera isStar-CrossedYour soap opera personality ishurt. Why has everyone been so cruel to you?Your best and most loyal friend isLida (Psycho le Cemu)Your main love interest throughout the series isDie (Dir en grey)Jealousy! This guy wants you, no matter what!Tetsu (L'Arc-en-Ciel)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112650687907866766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112650687907866766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112650687907866766' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112590667456934946</id><published>2005-09-05T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T00:51:14.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>found this amusing~well it seems i've updated less. lol thats because i've been using livejournal. but anyway humor me if u want.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112590667456934946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112590667456934946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112590667456934946' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112507184099528378</id><published>2005-08-26T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T08:57:21.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well you guys must be wondering why i haven't update lately. hah . thats right. this blog is dead. won't be updating much at all. Looking around me...my friends where are you? missing...lots of you...hah. no life . dead? . mm well the only ppl i hang out with now is with jan. make that a person. haha. it's fun tho. she's a great friend.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112507184099528378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112507184099528378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112507184099528378' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112359972952804150</id><published>2005-08-09T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T08:02:09.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy national day!~anyways yea yesterday...thanks jojo for seranading me to sleep XD haha yea .everything else about today is on my live journal. so go there if ya wanna know.and for those who don't read my live journal (dollowners)take note: delay in face ups as i had a physical accident and is currently in no condition to do face ups. thanks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112359972952804150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112359972952804150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112359972952804150' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112265144135939516</id><published>2005-07-29T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T08:37:21.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well today need to let off steam. so i went to meet up with jan and hys go domuya and meet our soon to be family member. yea so after that we all go bambooze X_X me and jan had two bloody marys and I had one OJ she had cranberry Vodka. (for liens reading this, and don't understand. Clanbelli Volka. understand? ok) wootz. ok no we didn't get drunk. i just got home lah. then hys said that her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112265144135939516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112265144135939516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112265144135939516' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112257092480374622</id><published>2005-07-28T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T10:15:24.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ignore this.Looking at the photos,i see happy faces,smiling and carefree.But in the photos,none of them had me.Knowing friends for years,Ups and downs,i'd be there,but looking at the photos...I'm still not there.No sense of belonging,i do not appear in these photos,do not blame me for my isolation,for when a photo appears,It'll just be a photo of me.Where are all the smiling carefree people?- </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112257092480374622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112257092480374622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112257092480374622' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112256920514817678</id><published>2005-07-28T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T09:52:58.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmmmmmmm......talking to kyoist on the phone...coming 2 hours...or it 3....catch up with her and stuff. miss her man. my eye paint...( hmm ok. pain. ) *_* ...kinda tired now...oops the line cut off X_x my ear pain. ok i think 4 hours already. hahaha. finish talking~ ah ok go sleep. tmr maybe going domuya. maybe. (k kyodai and woman now known as fantastic 4 ) XD</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112256920514817678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112256920514817678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112256920514817678' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112255348614466938</id><published>2005-07-28T05:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T05:24:46.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THIS WORLD IS SO FUCKED UP.I FEEL LIKE CRYING! I'VE BEEN GIVEN A DEAD LINE TO COMPLETE MY ART THIS FRIDAY. SO I'VE BEEN WORKING MY  BUTT OFF AND SKIPPING SCH JUST TO COMPLETE MY ART! AND GUESS WHAT? I HAD NOT BEEN TOLD THAT WE'VE BEEN GIVEN A ONE MONTH EXTENSION AND I'VE BEEN PAINTING LIKE MAD AND IT'S NOT GOOD RESULTS. PLUS I'M GOING CRAZY FROM DOING THIS AND I GAINED AN INFECTED EYE BECAUSE OF </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112255348614466938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112255348614466938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112255348614466938' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112228670557046754</id><published>2005-07-25T03:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T03:18:25.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>took the test from simmie...(listening to PLC : /)*some pretty truE*Your Existing SituationReadily participates in things that provide excitement or stimulation. Wants to feel exhilaratedYour Stress SourcesHas an unsatisfied need to ally herself with others whose standards are as high as her own, and to stand out from the herd. This desire for preeminence isolates her and inhibits her readiness </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112228670557046754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112228670557046754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112228670557046754' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112193324767031795</id><published>2005-07-21T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T01:07:27.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well on tuesday i finished my art...not forget to mention that There was  a bloody good Gundam episode that day...wootz...hahahaha then yea (go rayne!) er sorry then yea didn't go sch the next day...then today went sch...blah blah blah...yea. tmr anyone going  Domuya? i need to go tmr. so see u guys there if i bump into ya.----------Gundam rant-----------many years back i swore never to like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112193324767031795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112193324767031795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112193324767031795' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112169215795789672</id><published>2005-07-18T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T06:09:21.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMg OK. i was impatient and i gave up. i wanna keep the paper as souvenior....i ordered aidan. i hope i chose correctly. i think before he comes i'll have to buy a couple of wigs! just incase i dun like the stuff they give me . heh.  going to domuya on wed~</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112169215795789672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112169215795789672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112169215795789672' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112168681998623072</id><published>2005-07-18T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T04:40:20.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am D.E.P.R.E.S.S Fcs orders must be done in this week! &gt;&lt; depress...because i went to domuya just now and betty don't know what the heck i'm talking abt. and depress because i have ablank form which i dunno how to fill in? any help? ahahahaha. this is shitty. will go back to domuya and order him!!! MUST!!! pisser. Depress because i ate so much just now which means spent money. depress cuz i wan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112168681998623072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112168681998623072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112168681998623072' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112160240679682792</id><published>2005-07-17T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T05:13:26.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.denofangels.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=28753&amp;postdays=0&amp;postorder=asc&amp;vote=viewresult</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112160240679682792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112160240679682792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112160240679682792' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112142571872397783</id><published>2005-07-15T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T04:08:38.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well today sch started off fine... got my attendance taken for fitness thing but i  never run. hahaha. escape...then the whole day pass by (confirm fail maths) then after sch...i immediately when to the art room and painted so yea until 4 that is , have to report to the foyer then later had my MT LC O levels...before that ...they played Helena by MCR...gosh..i was god damn happy. hahaha yea it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112142571872397783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112142571872397783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112142571872397783' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112125504621078755</id><published>2005-07-13T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T04:44:06.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Jul. 13th, 200607:38 pm]i'm totally crushed...no more fcs...no more fcs...means...byebye aidan byebye aidan...T_Tnow i will never get him...(i will not lose hope) just that...today is another stupid horrid day. and i was longing for Cyrus...when will he ever get herE? but now with this news...i'm gonna cry. seriously...i can't afford to come out 1150 rite now...if i could i would be at domuya </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112125504621078755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112125504621078755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112125504621078755' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112108243982413346</id><published>2005-07-11T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T04:47:19.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can u tell i'm lost?it's days like this i become silent.nothing gets through me.just leave me alone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112108243982413346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112108243982413346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112108243982413346' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112107627578090590</id><published>2005-07-11T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T03:04:35.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Clearly...i am not appreciated for the things i do.my day was ruined again today.i shall not explain myself.i don't see the need to.--------------------------------PJ: hey..i'm really sorry bout the cam. : / i'll have to compensate u for that. i'm totally responsible for it. honto ni gomen nasai. and btw, i need to talk to you personally about some PERSONAL stuff. call me or something.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112107627578090590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112107627578090590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112107627578090590' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112101793666811515</id><published>2005-07-10T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T10:52:16.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well cosfest was today and didn't expect to run around alot. Woke up very grumpy cuz slept at 5? yea then played fatal frame before going out. hahaha then went out met kaori then met farrah..shit lah i wasted 6.90 on a glitte r hair spray . really fucktard. so we made a move to the place. once reach there,looking for ppl. then found them , met tara + sharmayne + mizu..pass the wings and stuff </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112101793666811515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112101793666811515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112101793666811515' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112101829791687910</id><published>2005-07-10T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T10:58:17.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well cosfest was today and didn't expect to run around alot. Woke up very grumpy cuz slept at 5? yea then played fatal frame before going out. hahaha then went out met kaori then met farrah..shit lah i wasted 6.90 on a glitte r hair spray . really fucktard. so we made a move to the place. once reach there,looking for ppl. then found them , met tara + sharmayne + mizu..pass the wings and stuff </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112101829791687910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112101829791687910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112101829791687910' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112074038632970058</id><published>2005-07-07T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T05:46:26.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>random thought of the day:  I WAN MY EVIL-CHAN BACK~ sometimes i miss Shin's evilness as well as his loudness. yea he lost all the loudness...but hell he is still evil...just that...he covers it soooo well.... &lt;3</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112074038632970058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112074038632970058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112074038632970058' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112058214355247914</id><published>2005-07-05T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T09:49:03.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wo de zhi zhuo suan she me? wo de jin li suan she me?wo de ai qing ta you suan she me?wo de bao rong suan she me? wo de jue ding suan she me?wo de ai qing dao di suan she me?.dang ni zai kou kou sheng sheng shuo ai wo, wo duo xiang suan le duan le yan zhu ershui yuan yi bei chi xin sha sha de qian zhe bi zi zou?nan ren de di ren shi nu ren huo shi zi you?.bu yao jie shi yi ge ben lai jiu ke xiao </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112058214355247914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112058214355247914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112058214355247914' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112057754970089664</id><published>2005-07-05T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T08:32:29.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy 1 mth Shin darling! er...tho i think it's been slightly more than that rite? hahaha anyways i'm letting shin listen to korean songs now...to make him feel more at home. i really love him. he makes me really happy just like kyoi. i just wonder how it'll be like with cyrus too. I changed shin's eyes to green since mama doesn't like him with red eyes. cuz look like ghost according to her. -_-;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112057754970089664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112057754970089664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112057754970089664' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112057687978439406</id><published>2005-07-05T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T08:21:19.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stole frm Artficial_love~Which of your dolls:1. Is the pretty one?  hmmm tough question...Cyrus?? (all of them seem pretty)2. Is the cute one? . easy...Kyoichi3. Makes you feel the most sentimental? Kyoichi4. Would you least like to meet in a dark alley?  Cayne / shin5. Has the personality you feel the deepest affinity with?  Kyoichi6. Is the worst schemer? Cyrus7. Daydreams the most? . Kyoichi 8</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112057687978439406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112057687978439406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112057687978439406' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112057164955774299</id><published>2005-07-05T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T06:54:09.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello ppl. dun worry i'm still alive. i wun be so rash to kill myself. it's like wasting my life more. plus i just spent about $3000 crazy ah. dollfies...tsk tsk...can't leave them or else they'll be orphans and evil ppl will take them away. haha. well today i eat alot...ALOT... yea and miss yuhana gave me a pink rose and apologized that she couldn't find a black rose. aww how sweet. haha but i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112057164955774299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112057164955774299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112057164955774299' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112048216806480210</id><published>2005-07-04T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T06:02:48.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i failed to do something today. = go post office...i was lazy...and the cough medicine knock me out. ZzZZzzzZZZzzzWhy do i feel so lost? I don't know what i'm doing now.yesterday hysoka called me. i was glad cuz i dun need to worry so much. looks like not too many ppl in our grp going to cosfest. i miss that girl. i think i'm wasting my life away.these few days if i seem anti social to you. i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112048216806480210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112048216806480210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112048216806480210' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112046119922659878</id><published>2005-07-04T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T00:13:19.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Random thought of the day : I want a heath.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112046119922659878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112046119922659878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112046119922659878' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112036293582430334</id><published>2005-07-02T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T20:55:35.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know what to say,seems to me like whatever i say is wrong,why does it seems to me that your still holding that grudge?I thought we were over that?I finally thought we could start a newThings are certainly much better,but now it's seems we're back to where i don't want to returnand here we are crying amongst ourselves.As i watch the concert that night,i realise nomatter how many friends i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112036293582430334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112036293582430334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112036293582430334' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112030585745270661</id><published>2005-07-02T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T05:04:17.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can't be bothered to write abt emdd for today i'm tired. just that yesterday me and mizu kept getting lost and walk so much. came home at abt 1. the performance was great. ok. end.Yesterday : paranoid , tired, a lil piss.Today : Angry, tired, impressedi'm pissed. go away.thanks jan for ur wonderful gifts!~ &lt;3 always.bought sendai visor today...very unplanned.going to play with shin and kyoi now</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112030585745270661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112030585745270661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112030585745270661' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112013130914300655</id><published>2005-06-30T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T04:35:09.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey i finally put the tag board there and no one tags... : / pisserable.ConfirmedKyoichi syo MatsuryouCayne(shin) Arashi MatsumotoCyrus Raidon Matsumoto - coming soonAidan Kagura Matsumoto - will come faster if i dun like no.4 tokyo boy...unconfirmWilling Jun tachibana on ebayno.4 tokyo boySara or Megu (make that one of the 4 sisters) (yes i'm considering a girl in the future. dun ask)Jupiter - i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112013130914300655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112013130914300655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112013130914300655' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-112004926807085549</id><published>2005-06-29T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T05:47:48.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn u !%$%$!@%^%$ person... yeea...ok sorry. i'm very sensitive on the topic of any SD doll. seriously. i hate it when ppl insult or dunno shit abt it and think they know but they dun know. ah the same thing like jrock poseurs. graaa some ppl like Xiao blur and those i shall not mention should die. and plus if anyone insults my babies i'll skin u alive. that includes all my babies friends if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112004926807085549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/112004926807085549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112004926807085549' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111995138799739599</id><published>2005-06-28T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T02:36:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm upset...yea...i really wan my dreaming shiwoo...pisser...why must sold out again....@$#@!##@$@!#$^%#$V hurry up restock for me...&lt;3 onegaiiiiii...lol...aiyah i really want his head now.... : / so pisser...I WAN UR HEAD. !!   : / ass....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111995138799739599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111995138799739599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111995138799739599' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111978311377924616</id><published>2005-06-26T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T03:51:53.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel creative. i wanna make something for my boys...but  i dunno what. cloth i have sucks big time...: / shall go hunting with kaori later. maybe i go look at toys. -_-;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111978311377924616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111978311377924616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111978311377924616' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111977648405425722</id><published>2005-06-26T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T02:01:24.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>- please don't read-hello shin...why are you so quiet these days. all day long you smile. You used to be so noisy and talkative...but you're so quiet now. is because ur finally accepting being a guardian? no matter what, i do like you this way. lovely lovely shin. how i love you so much. Kyoi why u always bad mood and making so much noise? i'm not gonna get you ice cream. boo...i love you tho. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111977648405425722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111977648405425722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111977648405425722' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111962403784605737</id><published>2005-06-24T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T07:40:37.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well today was fun...eat alot laugh alot. lol damn funny. the whole day was all about ojijis and wanking. XD wank station.  retardedness. After we left, we had a call from domuya. Tawn's asano arrived. (Congrats!!!) yay! finally. and we all look beach cacat wear and then we all rushed to domuya looking cacat. Shanon and samantha were there. then yeah we went to see Asano...he is gorgeous. no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111962403784605737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111962403784605737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111962403784605737' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111945650272301548</id><published>2005-06-22T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T09:08:22.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well feeling icky sicky again...when to Post office to post stuff (duh) to Nagano, Japan. postage fees 0_0 horror. half a ten bucks. ok...went grandparent's house until 5 went home cuz feeling uncomfortable. came home massive kisses to kyoi and fall asleep. -_-; so i'm awake. woopee..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111945650272301548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111945650272301548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111945650272301548' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111908467868936658</id><published>2005-06-18T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T01:51:18.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been sick for two days now. Having bad headaches, couldn't sleep last night due to headache and block nose. then my fever rising. :/ so shittified. glad my boys are with me, they always manage to make me fall asleep... i think it's because i stare at them till i fall asleep?? lol maybe. Stupid flu...didn't go for japanese class today. Wish i could. :/ damn shittified cold. i ate my second dose of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111908467868936658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111908467868936658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111908467868936658' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111889913030461697</id><published>2005-06-15T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T22:18:50.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Scar face's plastic surgery gone well today.i actually like calling him scar face...pretty cool but scar face is so...DC comics..and the real scar face not nice...so i shall not call him that. maybe captain hook? lol xD</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111889913030461697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111889913030461697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111889913030461697' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111885534029394688</id><published>2005-06-15T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T10:09:00.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok...got back from doll gathering blahblah and whoopee...i'm back to loving jun tachibana...so i might not really get no.4? i dunno...but hell i still love her as much as day one...thanks to aoi_kusari's beautiful kotori.and i think i'm pretty serious on getting her. i really love her...and the boys love her too..ok kyoi doesn't really seem to like her but he looks like he is quite ok with her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111885534029394688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111885534029394688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111885534029394688' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111873570240215705</id><published>2005-06-14T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T00:55:03.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For all you know, you are jealous of me as i am jealous of you. but in the end i'd think you are the winner. But at ur end u think i'm the winner? humans...are complicating. I don't know what to  think. Perhaps it's my growing pride and ego thats making it worst. I don't know. So perhaps there is something to be jealous about? from people to me , from me to people? So its a half half kind of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111873570240215705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111873570240215705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111873570240215705' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111859544304740016</id><published>2005-06-12T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T09:57:23.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well today abit disapointed. Spirit X canceled their perfomance....but well the scary part is...X_X EOR approach us. Hope they don't find my blog. If they do. (I'M BLOODY INSULTED BY YOU GUYS. I do not need to wear an X on my head to indicate i'm a fan. A bloody t-shirt with X japan means i'm a fan , don't be stupid, i'm in the jrock circle. I am not fanatic like EOR is but that does not make me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111859544304740016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111859544304740016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111859544304740016' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111850884565148814</id><published>2005-06-11T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T09:54:05.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was ok. don't wish to elaborate. thanks janys.i feel like commiting suicide.i just wanna die.if all of you forget me it's to be expected.and i just realise my damn blog has the word forgotten.heh.all of you give me your problems, i help you out.when i give u my problems , it's never been help.You don't understand my view.At the end of the day i'm at lost.You guys always win.I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111850884565148814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111850884565148814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111850884565148814' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111846608252674792</id><published>2005-06-10T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T22:01:22.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok i guess i should have updated 2 days back. -_-; anyway had art camp. i don't like art camp. i can't stand living in sch. First day i spent doing some colour studies and Construction. THE WHOLE DAY RECONSTRUCTING etc...Kyoi was like bloody bored as i am. Then second day i went home for awhile then came back. Finish one painting studies of one of my thumbnails and then i dragged my self to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111846608252674792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111846608252674792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111846608252674792' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111807558906083253</id><published>2005-06-06T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T09:33:09.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well hello there. i won't be home for two days. so maybe u won't see me online. ^_^ but heres the pics i took this morning. yay.http://www.denofangels.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=23400those who have account there comment hor. XD</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111807558906083253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111807558906083253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111807558906083253' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111804583698782463</id><published>2005-06-06T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T01:17:16.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how u like my layout now? lol. ah well decided not to go airport anyway. but i did photoshoot anyway. at home! ah so nice. can't wait to show you all!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111804583698782463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111804583698782463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111804583698782463' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111803874888806121</id><published>2005-06-05T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T23:19:08.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is nani le fuchar pic of the day.Chubby like kyoi nani le fuchar  hide.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111803874888806121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111803874888806121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111803874888806121' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111795481336976930</id><published>2005-06-04T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T00:00:13.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well hello~ i just woke up. lol. ok...yesterday was street fest...it was -ok- ...set up the stall and stuff. IT'S SO BLOODY HOT.but i remember it ain't as hot as the other streetfest. Lots of posuers. lol. yea cosplay here and there. i didn't cosplay.  i just wore h.naoto top, stripe arm warmers?? and my usual pants. haha and i still can look like hide...-without trying- lol wtf. yea 2 hide </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111795481336976930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111795481336976930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111795481336976930' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111763824456241239</id><published>2005-06-01T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T08:04:04.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, overslept. suppose to go sch.  well then later met tara and off we went to look for some stuff. Janys , LATE as usual..(mwahahahhaah) yea then later find more stufff daadadada mama came and tara went home, jan joined for dinner and we head off...beforethat we went to this cool shop and they offered us booze ^_^ lol then later all 3 of us watch monster-in-law . funny. and then sent janys </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111763824456241239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111763824456241239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111763824456241239' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111746865169747212</id><published>2005-05-30T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T08:57:31.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know what i'm feeling...I don't know what i'm feeling at all. Confuse. Mind conflict. No it's not just dollfies. i do have a life outside of that realm. &gt;.&gt; Jealousy can be very irritating. I can be very jealous over certain things and i can get very offended easily or read things too deeply. thats me. i'm also a trouble maker. Besides that...i don't know. I haven't really been in touch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111746865169747212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111746865169747212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111746865169747212' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111737873566924627</id><published>2005-05-29T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T07:58:55.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well apparently i can't see my own entries on the blog but some people can. so i guess it's ok to keep this lovely layout. I'm very upset lah. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; Shin and me are upset. I'm glad shin is here to support me. T_T  I'm really thankful to Janys....damn we'll get fat together if we eat unnecessarily like just now....T_T</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111737873566924627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111737873566924627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111737873566924627' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111719384783166960</id><published>2005-05-27T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T04:37:27.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE STORYKen : So tell me ur problem haido...Hyde: my butt hurts..cuz...Hyde: Gackt bended me this way and we..."OHHHH BABYY mmMmPpH"Tetsu: HE WHAT??? grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrHyde: Aww don't be jealous tet-CHAN!!Tetsu: ARGF GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR i must beat gacktTetsu:You damn rite i'm jealous!SOME WHERE IN JAPAN....Gackt: What? like tetsu found out???Gackt: kkkkkyyeaaahh....me and hyde...it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111719384783166960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111719384783166960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111719384783166960' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111694049199907743</id><published>2005-05-24T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T06:14:52.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To people who are involved in June 4th for Kurai Miyavi boothKazukijun just msg me and told me it's confirm.SO I NEED YOU GUYS TO SEND ME A LIST AND PRICE OF WHAT YOU ARE SELLING. this is very important.As for booth payment, it will be settle again.Please PM or send me and email to inform me who is selling stuff so i can see how much i can charge u guys for the booth.Thank you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111694049199907743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111694049199907743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111694049199907743' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111691972886667958</id><published>2005-05-24T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T00:28:48.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still waitingNow i'm sitting here, I'm waitingNow i'm sitting here, I'm thinkingI don't know what the hell I'm feelingSomebody please tell me now.i feel so lostmy live so meaninlessi'm not sure what's happeningJust that,Here i am, Here i amWaiting for you.ChorusI'm prayingI'm hoping,that we would be together.I'm cryingI'm dying,each day that passes by.I'm wantingi'm cravingto feel your touch.But </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111691972886667958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111691972886667958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111691972886667958' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111684324615048742</id><published>2005-05-23T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T03:14:06.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=18245837  &lt;--- please join k? if ur his family.My kyoi is currently having an amnesia due to excessive hidden booze and an accident this morning. He was so upset before he lost his memory. lol at least he remembers me. but he doesn't remember the rest...T_T so when u meet him pls reintro. he doesn't even know shin...who is at janys's house.  He's been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111684324615048742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111684324615048742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111684324615048742' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111683836948297025</id><published>2005-05-23T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T01:53:10.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Birthdate: March 4Being born on the 4th day of the month should help make you a better manager and organizer.You may be more responsible and self-disciplined than you realize.Sincere and honest, you are a serious and hard working individual.Your feelings are likely to seem somewhat repressed at times.The number 4 has something of an inhibiting effect on your ability to show and express </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111683836948297025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111683836948297025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111683836948297025' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111683674023428916</id><published>2005-05-23T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T01:25:40.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok i'm very confused. So before i confuse myself further i'm gonna write it down$100 to Auntie pats$100 to Certain someone$100 to my commisionOH NO...then how to save for renji?? hmm not forgetting sensei...bah...shall..owe her again...next month$100(rounded off) to Sensei$100 to renji fund$100 for self and dollfie??ARGH...i dunno.......... &gt;&lt; bah..at this rate dunno how to pay my father. hmm nvr</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111683674023428916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111683674023428916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111683674023428916' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111665005684638941</id><published>2005-05-20T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T21:34:16.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Frankie......congradulations...you are fromTexas and have four chipped teeth, that"don't make me a f******hick!".you're sweet, but are pretty muchan asshole sometimes. you dont like authorityjust like you didnt like it when you were ten.you were in another band before MCR, but theysplit up a while back.You play guitar. What My Chemical Romance Member are you?kawaiii!!! XD ....hehehe..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111665005684638941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111665005684638941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111665005684638941' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111624916403593440</id><published>2005-05-16T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T06:12:44.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whats my BJD style?1 - What is the clothing style?Kyoi: boyish, Visual, Lolita, FantasyShin: Boyish, Gothic Punk, Visual, Mod, Classic, Fantasy 2 - Make-up style?Kyoi: Natural, girly, boyish, VisualShin: Boyish elegant charm3 - Usual/almost default wig style?Kyoi: ShortShin: Short4 - Personality style?Kyoi : Shy, angst, quite calm, Naive, quiet, experimentalShin: Cheeky, intelligent, bad tempered</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111624916403593440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111624916403593440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111624916403593440' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111624560883794348</id><published>2005-05-16T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T05:14:11.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://chaz.bdmonkeys.net/battle.php" method="get"&gt; What Is Your Battle Cry?Who is that, rampaging over the hotel lobby! It is Kyoru304, hands clutching a sharpened screwdriver! And with a gutteral bellow, her voice cometh:"I'm going to beat the flaming shit out of you!!!"Find out!Enter username: Are you a girl, or a guy ?created by %20color="#cc00ff" face="times new roman"&gt;beatings : powered by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111624560883794348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111624560883794348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111624560883794348' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111617358347073507</id><published>2005-05-15T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T09:13:03.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went out for dinner today...then the guy ask me where my boyboy is a.k.a kyoichi. hahaha...my dad says kyoichi is fishing...X_x lol...wth...heh finish my hwk. i'm tired.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111617358347073507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111617358347073507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111617358347073507' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111613518061369422</id><published>2005-05-14T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T22:33:00.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Suicidal-- You are suicidal Mana, alwayswishing for Kami to come back and depressed bythe things that would make most people happy...but because you're so pretty we all feel yourpain. ;__; WE WUB YEW~! Which random pointless Mana thought are you?hah</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111613518061369422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111613518061369422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111613518061369422' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111607980120731693</id><published>2005-05-14T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T07:10:01.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm yadda yadda i think some ppl already explain what happen today. :( got pretty upset that my darling kyoi got dirty. T_T (tawn: it's not ur fault) i dun blame anyone. T_T i just got sad cuz it's shin's body and it's only been out a day...and now it's filthy. (Marlz: lend me the sponge. :) thanks ) but yea...who likes a dirty dollfie? haha... :( but ok....the rest of the day was ok. met kouji </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111607980120731693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111607980120731693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111607980120731693' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111582181656305771</id><published>2005-05-11T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T07:30:16.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah open the door to my house and smelled turpentine. I started coughing violently and vommited. i swear i'm allergic. anyway just got back from Domuya. Weird day...hahaha...kena film...so maybe will be inside some channel news asia thing. X_x. ha. we'll sho looks good today. hahaha gonna get shin soon! yay...hahah...btw...i'm really not a bung. heh. and btw...she's not my gf. heh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111582181656305771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111582181656305771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111582181656305771' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111565380347072838</id><published>2005-05-09T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T08:50:03.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well today was stressful...maths...argh...can't really do it...plus now i'm having that time of the month...like around 4 ish? hahaha. well brought Kyoi out for dinner! mother played with him. so nice. I feel like he's really accepted in the family now. I mean we all do everything together. except went my cousins are there. must protect him from little dirty fingers. :) so glad. even the cook who</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111565380347072838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111565380347072838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111565380347072838' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111556712352680733</id><published>2005-05-08T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T08:45:23.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well after i just puke out all my dinner....&lt;3 here i am...Happpy mother's day. gave mother a cake and sushi. hahaha went grandma's house and celebrate.:)after eating...i sat one corner and groan due to stomach and wanting to vomit....haha...so yeah..i dun wan type som much. tata..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111556712352680733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111556712352680733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111556712352680733' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111552469464272978</id><published>2005-05-07T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T20:58:14.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kawaii...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111552469464272978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111552469464272978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111552469464272978' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111522270459351270</id><published>2005-05-04T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T09:05:04.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Kyoichi and Peace.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111522270459351270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111522270459351270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111522270459351270' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111500117763063028</id><published>2005-05-01T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T19:32:57.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was suppose to blog yesterday but i fell asleep...Anyway met up with Hysoka and Totchi @ woodlands and go causeway point and slack there until 6 then we went off to BBQ  0_0 the house cat was scary lah...the poor hamsters...hahaha but we had to leave the hammies in the house then we brought all the food out to the BBQ pit. It was raining sia...so we started at 7:30 where there is no rain...the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111500117763063028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111500117763063028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111500117763063028' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111487109190285780</id><published>2005-04-30T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T07:24:51.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my pupu looks like a vampire...so i toned down his make up...&lt;3&gt;&lt; but well...whatever...now my main aim is shiwoo...he is still waiting for me in the back rooms of domuya....anyways...imustkeepcalmimustkeepcalmimustkeepcalm!! I MUST KEEP CALM i must keep calm! i must keep calm...yes...i can feel anger rising...but i must keep calm...shall not get thoughts get in my way...must keep calm..must keep</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111487109190285780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111487109190285780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111487109190285780' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111477717002272295</id><published>2005-04-29T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T05:19:30.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To those who people concerned only.Fuck you allThank you very much. I need not explain.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111477717002272295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111477717002272295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111477717002272295' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111452535879621201</id><published>2005-04-26T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T07:23:02.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take the quiz: "Which'&gt;http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=15865"&gt;"Which Japanese Symbol Are You? (pics and translations)"AngrySomething is troubling you...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111452535879621201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111452535879621201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111452535879621201' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111450769805325871</id><published>2005-04-26T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T02:28:18.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've not felt this feeling anymore eversince sho came. But the feeling is back...not as bad but still. I really want woo soo that bad...T_TWHAT TO DO? WHAT TO DO? i can't stop thinking about him. The saddest part about this is, i might not be able to get him. but if i did i would have to sacrifice cosplay as well as shiwoo. The future for shiwoo and me very bleak. I really want woosoo.....not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111450769805325871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111450769805325871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111450769805325871' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111444348604133380</id><published>2005-04-25T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T08:38:06.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Will anyone lend me $200? or $100 from 2 diff ppl? i'll pay you back after may..T_T &gt;+&lt;T_T i really want woosoo badly...i wan a limited one........i have until may, which isn't too far away...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111444348604133380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111444348604133380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111444348604133380' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111432475986149183</id><published>2005-04-23T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T23:40:16.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You kill forrevenge.That is because you have lost something orsomeone you held very dear. Now you can't seemto get over the loss that marked your soul, andthe only solution is to go after the one personwho brought all this pain to you. Chances areyou are angry inside and you bottle everythingup and don't talk to anyone about it. Peoplemay want to help, but you think that they cannever understand </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111432475986149183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111432475986149183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111432475986149183' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111431641145316355</id><published>2005-04-23T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T21:20:11.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>erm...eto....I WOKE UP TODAY AND I WENT TO SHO'S ROOM...AND HE LOOK DAMN ADORABLE TODAY. SO I TOOK HIM TO MY OTHER ROOM AND HE LOOKS MORE ADORABLE. i dunno....must be the hair..but he looks adorable when he's not suppose tooo.But omg...really lah...something diff about him today....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111431641145316355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111431641145316355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111431641145316355' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111431618919716824</id><published>2005-04-23T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T21:16:29.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WAIIIIIIII NO GUNDAM SEED!!!!!!!!!! &gt;&lt; grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr~! got so angry that i took out Saiyuki Reload and watch...waaaaaaahahahahaa I LOVE IT. HAKURYU DAMN CUTE...wahahaha i love hakkai!! wahahaha yaoi!! ok nvm....yea watching it now...I HAD WEIRD DREAMS AGAIN! but i wun say lah.  damn u gundam! and somemore saiyuki makes me wanna do PLC...-_-;; help?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111431618919716824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111431618919716824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111431618919716824' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111417189719341370</id><published>2005-04-22T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T05:11:37.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brand new dress line up on pre-sale at Dolpa 13thWeather is becoming nice with early summer breeze.How about a new dress which is nice for going out in the weather like this.The brand new La Parsonal collections are monotone gothic outfit and sweet rich girly dressHave a fabulous fashionable time with your SD- VolksMy boy is not a girl...hahaha i wasn't aware that i bought one of the featured </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111417189719341370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111417189719341370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111417189719341370' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111416961251079353</id><published>2005-04-22T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T04:33:32.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm tiring day.You know what? i just don't understand how people can complain so much about not having money to buy whatever they want but then they end up buying other things than what they had wanted initially and spent quite alot on it. Even if it's like $10 i wouldn't want to buy. Even tho i want it so bad or something like that. I rather save. How else do you think i got Sho? besides getting</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111416961251079353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111416961251079353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111416961251079353' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111408235372697315</id><published>2005-04-21T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T04:19:13.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm...upset over certain things and certain ppl. but i am no one to say. I dread what the future may hold. I only have you. You always have me. Others may come and go but you and i will be forever. i hope. Only you would understand me, only you would care.ok..enuff...anyway today my last day at the club...happy...and it wasn't that bad today. i couldn't care lah. and i look at the photos they all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111408235372697315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111408235372697315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111408235372697315' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111398822470222832</id><published>2005-04-20T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T02:10:24.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yes...and about moi dix mois...I had expected that....(Well mana can be a slave driver, too much of a attention seeker, only him is the great one...and this coming from his wife...)  ahaha yes...i'm a fan of moi dix mois...but i'm not surprise...*sells moi dix mois pendant* er no lah...yes...i have a bit of sadness...considering juka has a good voice. moi dix mois is my fav...T_T  well but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111398822470222832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111398822470222832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111398822470222832' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111398691609123264</id><published>2005-04-20T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T01:48:36.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz..WHY WHY WHY???!?!http://www.petitiononline.com/gt347981/petition.htmlSIGN IF UR A HIDE FAN AND WANTS THE MUSEUM TO STAY.i hope it works tho....T_T why do things like this happen. I practically wear my hide t-shirt almost everyday. I'M REMINDED BY HIM EVERYDAY. Everytime i see his funeral i cry. Sure i make fun of him. I make fun of everyone. He is special he lives on. It's like he was never</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111398691609123264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111398691609123264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111398691609123264' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111375270617342697</id><published>2005-04-17T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T08:45:06.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's wrong with me? i keep losing things...i lost sho's top and i just saw it yesterday...WHY CAN'T I FIND MY THINGS? WHY DOES MY ROOM LOOK LIKE ASTORE ROOM. WHY IS IT MESSY AND WHY CAN'T I CLEAN IT UP?? &gt;&lt;   i hate this. i really do. whats more i'm hurting now because sho almost fell of the table if i didn't catch him. I'M A KLUTZ. i feel like i dun deserve him.i pity him for getting a fucked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111375270617342697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111375270617342697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111375270617342697' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111366547714927738</id><published>2005-04-16T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T08:31:17.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well sho had his date today. hahaha more of that on his blog. abt photography. forget it. dun wish to discuss. bought clothes today. anyways ya. funny thing happen today between me and some hentai *notsobadlooking* japanese guys. damn stupid lah. hahaha anyhow disturb me and jan and tec. lol. whatever. so ya. ate omu rice &lt;3  haha that cyndy owner lady like my sho tho she thot he was a girl. lol.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111366547714927738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111366547714927738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111366547714927738' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111355527876181103</id><published>2005-04-15T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:54:38.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well photography club...later on that again. cuz i dun wan to think abt that now. changed sho's face up again. looks better. and yeah. tried to restring him. much better. but not good enuff.Currently feeling :UNDERAPPRECIATED. both me and sho. but we got each other.this could probably turn into one of those "no one understands me. no one appreciates me. What about me? yadda yadda yadda etc." post</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111355527876181103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111355527876181103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111355527876181103' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111347563644449185</id><published>2005-04-14T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T03:47:16.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh i hate photography...a little more on that later...rite now....need to make an announcement...ANY DOLL MASTERS OUT THERE WHO HAS DONE RESTRINGING???? I NEED HELP??? marlz have u done it??  argh...i got the torso part wrong and i dunno what to do... sho has a loose head.. cuz it's done wrongly...sho's legs are not so ok. the left side is too loose.the torso and upper body is not connected </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111347563644449185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111347563644449185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111347563644449185' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111339878317676852</id><published>2005-04-13T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T06:26:23.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh i forgot to say something. i met another dollmaster today. she's nice and she has pretty dolls, i love her EL...omg...yeah..so hot...hahaha and she has a lishe...i told her i would not get girl dolls etc. hahaha and she thinks sho is so sweetlooking...hahaha...well. talked for awhile, exchange no.s and ideas, tips etc...lol. maybe one day we'll meet up again for a photoshoot or a meetup </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111339878317676852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111339878317676852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111339878317676852' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111339752897488497</id><published>2005-04-13T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T06:05:28.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ouch...so pain...so pain...my sho is in pieces...hahaha i sanded him today...oh gawd the fumes...it'll kill ya. for those who haven't sand yet. wear a mask before sanding. yeah...then i coated him with MSC...(i'm just wondering how to put him back 0_o;;) hahaha well i did a face up on him....Sho is vampire King's youngest son. Lol...vampire prince...he looks hot now...well depends on one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111339752897488497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111339752897488497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111339752897488497' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111306049413212693</id><published>2005-04-09T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T08:28:14.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well today was suppose to hit Domuya and buy stuff for Kyo-chan. But last minute i canceled with Kouji caused i had to go my grandma's house. So i brought kyo-chan along. I help my grandmother cook and stuff like that. Sheesh i didn't know that later the 2 little demons had to come. atleast one of them could behave and handled kyo-chan with love. the other was too rough. i had a hard time keeping</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111306049413212693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111306049413212693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111306049413212693' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111288363197424897</id><published>2005-04-07T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T07:20:31.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haiz haiz...finally finished preparation of pizzas. yum yum. my satay pizza nice hor...hahaha...well with the help of fynah, farrah and Janys. Thanks u guys. So tired. tomorrow gonna be worst. haiz haiz...well after playing we all bake pizzas for ourselves as dinner and watch zatoichi and laugh like crap and also played X-box while janys dozed off and farrah sucking at the game. Kyoichi was damn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111288363197424897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111288363197424897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111288363197424897' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111279984128645856</id><published>2005-04-06T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T08:04:01.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn it...i really want  a dreaming shiwoo...if not for my lack of funds i would have purchase him now while he is still available. T_T and i dun think it's coming true..bah.... well the most i get normal shiwoo. i'll still be happy...but i dooo want dreaming head...&lt;3  oh well...T_T heart pain..it's ok...*hugs sho* i have him...but he aso needs a shiwoo ne...so we heart pain together.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111279984128645856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111279984128645856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279984128645856' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111279663747351102</id><published>2005-04-06T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T07:10:37.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well well...it was so fast that my liking for Soo diminish...i guess dark soo just turns me off. Anywayz...i am pretty sure on getting Shiwoo. But now i got problems lah. i can't save up that fast as i have to pay for alot of other things. T_T. haiz haiz...tomorrow...gonna work like shit again making pizza. I'm just glad that people like my exotic pizza. :)  hope to raise another 500 on Friday. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111279663747351102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111279663747351102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111279663747351102' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111268992650032644</id><published>2005-04-05T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T01:32:06.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kyoichi just found a perfect girlfriend...it's a matter of whether his master wants to buy her or not...X_x hahaha...well...i did say i won't buy a girl doll because of Jun...but maybe oneday i willl... i'm attracted...to Delf Soo...She's like the perfect girl for my beloved son. ahahaha but like i said i only one 3 dolls. Delf Shiwoo and Dollmore Asha &lt;--tho  not confirmed. i want a msd size...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111268992650032644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111268992650032644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111268992650032644' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111268659151601354</id><published>2005-04-05T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T00:36:31.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well..I guess part of my dream came true...I was sleeping in class when they start playing No Doubt's Tragic Kingdom CD...that particular CD...has something to do with me and Farah C. hah...really. We fought over that certain songs over that CD and well alot of memories...Gee...why her...i just hope whatever i dreamt today won't come true.  My dreams are links of the future.Anyways Yesterday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111268659151601354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111268659151601354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111268659151601354' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111241208164056693</id><published>2005-04-01T19:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T19:21:21.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLOGGER ATE MY LONG DREAM POST...WHAT AFUCKER...T_T</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111241208164056693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111241208164056693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111241208164056693' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111241202335260485</id><published>2005-04-01T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T19:20:23.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my dream today was weird.  As i walked into the halls of some school, i realise i've been going round in circles. The place i was in was probably on a resort island with a big school. I'm confuse, everytime i enter a toilet, i see her. Farah Chew. Yes...there she was standing not answering my questions, looking so tired and dishiveled. She wore plain blue dress like thing. I gave up. I walked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111241202335260485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111241202335260485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111241202335260485' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111226793670339150</id><published>2005-03-31T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T03:18:56.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Testing T esting 123...I'm so sad..Mana just broke up with me(dun expect u to understand this...not real mana hor...XD) ...T_T...never mind i got sho.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111226793670339150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111226793670339150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111226793670339150' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111210277168493828</id><published>2005-03-29T05:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T05:26:11.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn it i'm gonna leave my son alone for many hours while i'm in school...ah so pain..so pain...iLOVEHIM SOMUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA....i made him new clothes too...aaaaah i really love him, not a love like way. but love as in VERY MUCH IN LOVE AS A MOTHER AND CHILD...0_o; it's like too painful to leave him at home alone...T_Ti LOVE HIM SO MUCCCCCCCCH ....   &lt;3 &lt;3  my dad slept with kyoichi today...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111210277168493828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111210277168493828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111210277168493828' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111210270298899009</id><published>2005-03-29T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T05:25:02.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn it i'm gonna leave my son alone for many hours while i'm in school...ah so pain..so pain...iLOVEHIM SOMUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA....i made him new clothes too...aaaaah i really love him, not a love like way. but love as in VERY MUCH IN LOVE AS A MOTHER AND CHILD...0_o; it's like too painful to leave him at home alone...T_Ti LOVE HIM SO MUCCCCCCCCH ....   &lt;3 &lt;3</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111210270298899009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111210270298899009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111210270298899009' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111207603436669499</id><published>2005-03-28T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T22:00:34.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well today....boring day...still sick and tired all day..why?? -_- anyways i made sho another new top and a nice hat. after doing all this i realise...i really can't sew........help..........ok....so i'm not such a good sewing kind of person. but i pretty much like how it turn out. just hate the loose treads and flying knots..yea...sho looks uber cool now...going to shop for him this sunday i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111207603436669499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111207603436669499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111207603436669499' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111202314896252366</id><published>2005-03-28T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T07:19:08.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a great dinner with sho and my friends. I'm so happy ne that you guys join me. It's a nice little gathering for the east people...altho kouji is not an eastie. I'm so glad u can join us and i'm so grateful that you came to accompany me and ur nephew to dinner when you live all the way in the west. That is really touching you know. Sho is dirty..hahha i just clean him up and now he smells and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111202314896252366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111202314896252366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111202314896252366' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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-5991837.post-111199673127159702</id><published>2005-03-27T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T23:58:51.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm today decided to take simmie's advice and go doc. got 2 days mc.  i'm god damn tired. -_-; yeah...so tired....and cramp. XD we'll, i made sho a lace top today. He looks good today. ^_^. Today i also did a little of his website. www.geocities.com/saigono_tsuki_ai   yeah. check it out. the guest book is at www.geocities.jp/pai_labo shall up date once i'm free.  yeah..i got nothing much to say </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111199673127159702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991837/posts/default/111199673127159702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psyenceoflife.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111199673127159702' title=''/><author><name>H3studio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06032251600864278037</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>
