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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 16:54:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Once Upon a Time in the Purest of Dark nights,&lt;br /&gt; A Grand Gala glowed, with much laughter afloat.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Ladies and Gentlemen paired, a mask for the eyes, music for the ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the Gates of shine and splendor, &lt;br /&gt;a young, strong willed maiden of humble beginnings, timidly made her way to the hall&lt;br /&gt;of Glass and Crystal, of the Moon and Light.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly she made her way to the floor, alone in the Light, alone in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to hide, under the all seeing glow, the world began to spin into a blur of gold&lt;br /&gt;Just when the only way out is to flee, a gentle shadow offered a hand.&lt;br /&gt;The Music played a gentle song, coaxing two sides to now become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two lonely hearts, once scarred and frayed, sought kindness and trust, honesty and joy.&lt;br /&gt;Dance, Dance through the Light.&lt;br /&gt;Dance, Dance through the Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away from the music, the light, and the gold&lt;br /&gt;Towards the moon, the stars, the world&lt;br /&gt;To the balcony, the Prince of Shadows, &lt;br /&gt;the Guardian of the Night with his Angel aglow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the Dancing be Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Let the Moonlight shine ever brightly&lt;br /&gt;Two wounded souls now mended and twined&lt;br /&gt;Let the Stars be our audience&lt;br /&gt;Let the Moon be our Guide</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jun 2010 20:55:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I feel the need to write down this chapter of my life, while its still on going, writing it would be like letting it out and not hiding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, I had just went through the most chaotic portion of my life. I didn&apos;t know what was right or wrong I just went with the flow. When I finally picked myself up again from the current, the world stopped spinning and I knew that I had to be the pillar of my world again. So! I played the tomboy again, I may look like a frail girl but don&apos;t mess with me. I have never been to an Anime Convention before so I though I might as well go to one and chill with my friends. There should be a lot of crazy and out of the ordinary people there to temporarily take me away from my reality. It was a three day con and I figured I&apos;ll go for two of those days. What I didn&apos;t anticipate while I was there was to meet a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet my friend who was staffing there during my break before bartending class. His friend was eye catching but quiet, I figured he was the type to tag along with people. Didn&apos;t think of really seeing him again, a few glances at most. Day one was just as I said, Day two, different story. All of my friends gathered to hang out and it was a really fun time. I still didn&apos;t say much but just enjoyed being with everyone and being a group. Earlier that day, I&amp;nbsp;helped one of my friends finish her Starbucks Dark Chocolate Mocha drink, it was good at the beginning, until it started to churn my stomach --0 bad, thats all I&apos;m going to say. Though it might have been bad, looking back, it was actually good. Though I played with my guard up, I became curious as to the type of guy he was, and after how I had been prior, I was a little bold in my actions too. The night of Day two was the rave, a major dance party with everyone who&apos;s attending the Con. Since my group of friends were mainly girl, and creepers were known to go up to girls, we recruited the guys to protect us by forming a circle around us while each guarding a girl. It was the first ARU Con mission. I was originally thinking that I&apos;ll be one of the guys and protect the girls too, but that quickly changed as a creeper started to walk up to us. I soon found myself pulled over to one of the guys to be protected and all I could do or think was, &amp;quot;I&apos;m happy that someone noticed me as someone to protect.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Night went on and soon those of us who weren&apos;t staff had to head home for the night. As we were talking towards my car, he held my hand. To be honest at the time, I didn&apos;t know if I should let go or just let it be. We chatted and relived the night. When we got to my car, I didn&apos;t want to leave, I still wanted to talk. If the security didn&apos;t come by I think we might have just stood there for as long as we were able too. As I drove home, I just knew that I was going to go back the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good thing that I went, I hadn&apos;t been so excited about seeing a guys for so long that it was addicting. I wanted to show off but at the same time, be in control. Everyone went back again and after the staffers were off shift we went back to the room. I woke up extra early that morning that I was tired and wanted to nap. Coincidentally so did he. In a nutshell people would obviously be commenting in the background but we had a nice nap. Went to the movies after and soon it was time again to go home. I&amp;nbsp;gave them a ride home and throughout the drive, we were holding hands again. He was leaving the country for vacation the rest of summer and I figured, that it might be a good thing, nothing would happen between us until he came back, and I would know for sure by then if he was being sincere or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My summer went accordingly. Summer classes, the rest of bartending class, and well, being lazy. Hang outs, chatting, the usual college sophomore/junior summer would be. I continued to message him over AIM and Skype. Got to know a little bit about him while collecting information my own way. There were definitely considerations where I though, I should let things go slow and to think of every step first before plunging. Maybe if we&apos;re honest with each other, then I&apos;ll know that it&apos;ll be ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Well you said be honest &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;and i want to start being  honest with u first&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;Since a few years ago&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke up with this girl&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;which I had for 4 years&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;and since I broke up with  her&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;i couldn&apos;t really love  anyone anymore&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;or feel something like that&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;but i have always been  searching for that someone&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;when I saw you&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;its like there was  something about you&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;that I see&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;I&apos;m not sure but i hope its you  that can start something new with&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;cuz I haven&apos;t been living a  happy life since I ended with that girl&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;quot;                          &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer continued and he finally came back. We spent a lot of time together, got to know each other and finally, after I myself came back from the Summer Olympics in Beijing that year, we were together.&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;I pretty much had to start  from the beginning again. &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;Trusting people, loving  them, and to piece myself together again&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;I did try to run away, a  good few times&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;but I was lucky to have the  people around me to help me&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything started out as perfect as it was humanly possible, but like all relationships, nothing can ever truly be perfect. He told me that, although he&apos;ll be here for his undergraduate degree, he will ultimately be returning back home out of the country. He told me that his plans while he was here was to finish school and just enjoy the experience, no real relationships. Not even he had anticipated meeting me just and I had at the beginning. To break up when things had just started was beyond bearable for me. Logically it would make no sense if the relationship was already on a ticking time. I had just started junior year, I didn&apos;t even know what I was going to do in the future let alone where I&apos;ll be residing for the rest of my life. I had actually never considered moving out of the US to begin with and just enjoy travel as I can. Even so, I couldn&apos;t bring myself to agree and breakup, even though he said that he would be loyal to me alone. After much thinking, our relationship was technically in the open-relationship status where I would be allowed to keep an eye out for other guys if I so choice while he would not and stay with me as my significant other. That was the first time I&apos;ve ever felt the pressure of a single word as a title, &amp;quot;Girlfriend/Boyfriend.&amp;quot; I never really knew how much of an impact that word had until that moment and the effect it can have on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next year and a half, he was my significant other, my closest friend, and one true love. I did my best to make sure our relationship was well balanced, that I wasn&apos;t intruding his space when he was with his buddies or if I bothered him too much. I though we were honest with each other and trusted each other enough that nothing would go wrong. We&apos;ve had our bickering moments and points of disagreements but we still got through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three months ago, something happened and we broke up for a full day. Something had changed and I didn&apos;t know what at the time. After much crying, angry comments, and very still moments, we came to an understanding and agreement. I realized my flaw and I worked on it and tried to be a complete person again. A month after, another misfortune happened which shook my security to its very roots. I would be lying if I said that we got back on our feet and everything was happy and normal again. I was definitely upset, scared, and clingy. I wanted to know where he was at any given time, I wanted him to call me as soon as he was off work. I was definitely in the insane girlfriend stage at that moment. Because of it, I didn&apos;t realize some of the changes that were happening. Him being secretive about his phone was a big one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month ago, right before I left for vacation, my insecurity flooded out and my nerves were on end. There is never a good time for such a news to be dropped on you... ever. Not now, not tomorrow, not in a few months, not even next year. Did I expect this to happen? Never, unless it was under my terms. Did I fear for such a moment? As if my life was trying to make my blind and deaf so that I wouldn&apos;t have to know what was happening. I cried for nearly two weeks straight throughout my vacation. It was uncontrollable at first, flowing as it so chooses, but then it stated to slow down, each drop as heavy as the next. Finally, there simply weren&apos;t any more left. I came back to knowing that no matter what I did or say, that path is now nothing but mist around me. I can barely see it and I can barely touch it. I wake up in the morning to pain and not wanting to wake up, wishing that the days would just go by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid2-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought long and hard to myself could I just cut him out of my life and never speak to him again. I couldn&apos;t do that. I know that facing things would only hurt me more, but I still can&apos;t just let him become uncontrollable either. I&apos;ve slowly come to terms with some things though of course that doesn&apos;t mean everything. There are still some things that I can&apos;t seem to let go, they may seem insignificant but they still mean the world to me. I still can&apos;t help wanting to text him and get a few replies from him. Right now the only way I feel that I can call without being questioned by him is in the morning from Monday to Thursday when he has class and I want him to be up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know whats going on and I hate it. I know that it is only temporary but I can&apos;t help but want to tear it apart. A cycle is starting again but this time it isn&apos;t moving as well. I see an embodiment of poison seeping into the surround that I&apos;ve cleared and a fork in the road both leading into the unknown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid3-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I have to do. I&apos;m going to finish building my own foundation and have a stable foot hold for my future. I&apos;m going to make sure he graduates on time no matter what. His sister is coming here next year so I definitely want to be friends with her. So far we&apos;ve had some short conversations but it&apos;s been going well. I don&apos;t know what my future holds anymore so all I can do is take it day by day.&lt;/p&gt;I hope that I&apos;ll be able to show him this. I hope that someday soon, he&apos;ll stop fooling around. There&apos;s no limit to my abilities so I will use them to their fullest capabilities.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 05:01:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Puzzles in Place</title>
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  <description>Things seem to be falling back into place again. More or less that is. Graduation seems to be coming closer and closer. For some reason I still haven&apos;t fallen completely back into place with school pace just yet. So far as to my progress towards graduation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hand in Final Audit +&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare for GRE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take GRE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apply for Grad School before Deadline (I think I&apos;m aiming at the path of Counseling Psychology, either in a work place or school environment)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Earn all B&apos;s this semester&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So far, I&apos;ve completed 1/5 of all that I need to do, and I have till next February for all of this to be completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels weird that I&apos;m not graduating with my friends. Most of them, because of major requirements, have to wait another semester or so to graduate. I&amp;nbsp;know that I can still hangout with them whenever I want, but by then, what would I be doing? Working? Grad school of course and trying to find a job that is in my field of education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;could still be at Montclair State for Grad school, that&apos;s very possible. Rutgers is also a good option if I want to move onto a different level of surroundings (be it that it might not really matter or help the learning process). I feel that if I were to leave Montclair State after undergrad to go to a different school for Grad, it&apos;ll motivate me and remind me that I am now going for a higher level of education in a more specific area of Psychology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its still early in the semester yet it&apos;s already midterms for many classes. Its a very mixed feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 18:48:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kareshii</title>
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  <description>Anyone and everyone in a relationship has pros and cons. Some pros overweighs the cons and visa versa. Me and Gabe have been going out for just over a year now. We have problems that other couples doesn&apos;t necessarily have to face and problems that every couple encounter. We handle things much differently than others and sometimes its not always the best way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love spending time together, go out to run errands, and have normal quiet time. We have troubles such as being in two different schools and person ideas. But is hard to deal with sometimes too when some of the little things just aren&apos;t moving along the way we want them too it buidls up and becomes bigger than it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Gabe very much. He takes care of me when I&apos;m in trouble and supports me when i&apos;m the way i am, but sometimes, I wish he would be able to pay attention to the small things more. I know that he has a lot of other things to worry and take care of but sometimes I just wish that for the things he is capable of he would try and remember to make it a little special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have phone conversations, granted that he doesn&apos;t call me, I wish he would ask me about my day sometime and to ask me a few things too before I ask him. When we have time to ourselves, as much as I know that we have very little time like that now a days, sometimes I wish he wouldn&apos;t always make it sexual and to save it sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a lot of little things that have finally become bigger than it really should.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* it&apos;ll get better I&apos;m sure it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 17:08:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I shall call you ___ and you shall me mine! xD</title>
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  <description>An interesting thought has entered my mine. Its not the first time thinking about it but I feel like blogging about it. The Topic of this entry is &apos;pet&apos; names. Not actual pets but pet names that we give to our significant other and friend (more guys to girls than girls to guys). Most of them are&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;generic but I&apos;m just going to write a little about how I feel when I hear some of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Sweetie/Honey: I&apos;ve been using these two a lot with my boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 07:52:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Amulet Dia : Guidng Glow</title>
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  <description>Deep in the path of the forest, fade glows surrounds you to lead to find your way home. Some faded away. Others grew brighter. The people around me whom I consider all to be friends have helped guide me from each chapter of my story. With each passing summer, i find more glows fading in the dark faster than the ones that grew and glowed bright. Is there a way to rescue them before they fade? No. They vanish before you even realize they were fading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends have a knack to do strange things. As a group we laugh, we cry, make each other miserable and laugh about it later. As individuals, some bound better than others. Humans are social creatures, but not that social. I&apos;ve wished things were simple, I wished I wasn&apos;t so different from everyone else. I wish i was the neutral party. Instead of the rose petals, I am but the thorns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone can be friends with everyone else, that would just be impossible. You just have to remember those who are truly close and are true friends and go with the flows with life. I value all of my friends with which i share a bound with, but if others don&apos;t value you, then its time to move on. Not everyone&apos;s situation are the same, if they can&apos;t make it, then move on with your plans. With or without them</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 06:58:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Blogging again? maybe, its good to vent</title>
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  <description>no need to fill in the blanks. if you don&apos;t know whats been happening around my small circle of events, then it doesn&apos;t really matter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m now drawing near to my senior year in college. it doesn&apos;t seem too long ago when i graduated from JP Stevens High School. I miss high school for the fact that i got to see everyone everyday, it wasn&apos;t hard to get involved and very easy to set up a weekend plan to nowhere else but the mall. During those times we also wished to leave high school asap. ironic.&lt;br /&gt;My rough draft to what a relationship is and what i want from it that would complete a whole. those years were some of the sweetest times in highs school. Being apart of a team and group, helped make me feel belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College was definitely my stage of growth and becoming an adult while still wishing for childish dreams. I begun to move on to bigger and newer things. New close friends who were different yet not too different from my high school friends. Beginning to see the bigger picture of reality was not fun because fun was much better than reality. I had my one year of fun and fooling around, but then soon after the consequences of my actions slapped me in the head with a ton of books. Time to think straight again, but fun isn&apos;t far from it if i plan it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New relationship, new prospective on what I need to do, and the few friends who can still remember where i am.&lt;br /&gt;I still love to hang out and make time with my high school friends. I just wished they would do the same and just remember me. Is it me? Is it them? We&apos;ve all changed but at the same time our characteristics are still the same. I know i&apos;m not the funnest person to be around and sometimes i simple don&apos;t feel like joining in, which then marks me as boring. well you know what, thanks for trying to figure out why. its always easier to just cut those people out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past jokes aren&apos;t funny anymore, old tricks simply can&apos;t be reused again. I&apos;ve grown out of somethings, while looking back on others. There are still things I want to do with everyone, but no one wants to do them with me. Well, I was never one to be noticed to begin with so I guess this will just continue on. There&apos;s no point in me confronting, no one did anything wrong.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 15:24:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Long time no update... seriously...</title>
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  <description>hm.... so yea... nothing much to say really....&lt;br /&gt;apart from much work to do&lt;br /&gt;many things to deal with&lt;br /&gt;drama much? ^^&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t know if I&apos;ll go back to doing entries again but i guess there&apos;ll be something here =3&lt;br /&gt;back to work i go! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 16:10:21 GMT</pubDate>
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            &lt;p&gt;Hey everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;well, I&apos;m finally coming home and not only is my hair a little bit different!!!&lt;br /&gt;So is my NAME!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;eh yea...&lt;br /&gt;my family and I went to this Name Fortune teller (referred to by my dad&apos;s elementry school friend) and pretty much all of our chinese names has have changed...&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;Now, for my parents is not too bad since their chinese and english name have nothing to do with each other... BUT my brother and I do.. (but my change is not too big english-wise)&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;So now, Yi-Ying Yu is now changed too Lin-Ying Yu&lt;br /&gt;(Ling/Lin has yet to be fully decided)&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;if you wish to know more of this change in detail, ask me when I&apos;m back in the USA... and that&apos;ll be within the next 24hrs...&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;Ok! See you all Soon!!!&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2006 15:26:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; width=&quot;355&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; name=&quot;qgtable2&quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;font size=&quot;+2&quot;&amp;gt;After you die...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Heaven&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;After death, you will exist in heaven.&amp;nbsp; Everything and everyone you love will constantly surround you for all of eternity. You lucky scoundrel.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;table name=&quot;qgtable&quot; width=&quot;350&quot; height=&quot;350&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&apos;background: url(&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.quizgalaxy.com/afteryoudie-bg.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;http://img.quizgalaxy.com/afteryoudie-bg.jpg&lt;/a&gt;); background-repeat: no-repeat;&apos;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;tbody&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;tr height=&quot;58&quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;td width=&quot;228&quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;tr height=&quot;292&quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;td width=&quot;228&quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;left&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;img src=&quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.quizgalaxy.com/locator.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;http://img.quizgalaxy.com/locator.gif&lt;/a&gt;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/tbody&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jul 2006 14:41:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>a small update</title>
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  <description>well&lt;br /&gt;lets see, my two week tour/camp was over a while ago&lt;br /&gt;my aunt&apos;s been taking me arond so far and i&apos;ve been buying a lot of pretty thing xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the laptop i&apos;m using is funky since some of the keys refuses to work sometimes&lt;br /&gt;the family i&apos;m living with right now is me parent&apos;s friend. two little kids and they&apos;re cute ^^&lt;br /&gt;the little boy is like a second shadow though o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my college books are.... costly @.@&lt;br /&gt;so, i&apos;m getting them here since they&apos;ll most likely be cheaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news!!!!&lt;br /&gt;guess what!!! I got a haircut today!!! and that&apos;s not all!!!&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve addes some color!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ll all get to see it when I come back on the 15th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja&apos;ne</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 05:38:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Where am I? Do you remember?</title>
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  <description>hm...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone would notice this post...?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2006 04:04:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Vacation</title>
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  <description>Yosh&lt;br /&gt;long time no update so yea&lt;br /&gt;I will be leaving for Vacation at Taiwan!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;for a month and a half&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;so i won&apos;t be back till august something&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;a very long trip&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to miss everyone!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be very hot there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i&apos;m done, so yea&lt;br /&gt;e-mail me! =D&lt;br /&gt;dl skype and have a mic and i&apos;ll be able to talk to you online too..(free)&lt;br /&gt;ask for my username through e-mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to last minute packing~&lt;br /&gt;ja&apos;ne</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 02:39:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Recital</title>
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  <description>Overall: Really good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind the scenes:&lt;br /&gt;It was the most nerve wrecking opening ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O.O&lt;br /&gt;the opening dance was one thing but then the missing ticket and the figuring out an solution was another and it added on to the current nerve wrecking moment... @.@&lt;br /&gt;not good for my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after all of that!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty good =D&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone who went had a good time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, pretty much this is the end of chinese folk dancing for me... unless the teacher decides to call any of us back or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was a very good performance =)&lt;br /&gt;so i&apos;m happy! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards when i got cleaned up and everything&lt;br /&gt;class A and B went to woojeon and we had a fun time eating and talking about pretty much everything from dance and college, to casey&apos;s summer in japan with the over abundance of squid and soap operas xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun&lt;br /&gt;and now i&apos;m tired and going off to sleep -.- zzz</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2006 03:40:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dance</title>
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  <description>MY FEET HURTS!!! ;_;&lt;br /&gt;5 hrs of dancing for two days straight really takes it out of you... =.= and monday and tuesday an hr each...&lt;br /&gt;well... my recital&apos;s a week from today... I&apos;m excited and at the same time it&apos;s going to take a lot of energy out of me. heck it&apos;s already taking a lot out of my just by the first dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;backstage is completely off limits to guys. to some of you, it can mean one of two meanings:&lt;br /&gt;1. Stay away from back stage&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;2. Stay away from back stage or be kicked out of back stage by Yi-Ying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take your pick xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* well, it&apos;s the last stretch of High School...&lt;br /&gt;Marching Band 2006-2007, Drum Majors Tiffany Peng, Brian Levin(sp?), and Jen Choi... good luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band Recognition last friday was fun =)&lt;br /&gt;Choir Banquet&apos;s this Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;ll soon come down to a bittersweet ending...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 May 2006 02:01:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Prom was unbelieveable! xD&lt;br /&gt;everything was crazy and fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls looked beautiful&lt;br /&gt;and the guys looked handsome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the picture taking and paparazzi was insane o.o&lt;br /&gt;sooo many flashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope ppl have put them up somewhere already&lt;br /&gt;if not, can ppl who took pics of me/with me send me a copy please &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;there are plenty of pics that i would like a copy of =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a great night xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 May 2006 21:25:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Words</title>
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  <description>This should be interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&apos;_blank&apos; href=&apos;http://kevan.org/nohari?name=Dragonfire237&apos; rel=&apos;nofollow&apos;&gt;http://kevan.org/nohari?name=Dragonfire237&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me my negative side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&apos;_blank&apos; href=&apos;http://kevan.org/johari?name=Yi-Ying%20Yu&apos; rel=&apos;nofollow&apos;&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=Yi-Ying%20Yu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me my positive side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, please click what you didn&apos;t do yet =P</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 May 2006 21:34:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Words that describes me</title>
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  <description>&lt;a target=&apos;_blank&apos; href=&apos;http://kevan.org/johari?name=Yi-Ying%20Yu&apos; rel=&apos;nofollow&apos;&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=Yi-Ying%20Yu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had this set up a long while ago but so far only one person had clicked it =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, some input would be nice</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 May 2006 04:32:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>From bad to good</title>
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  <description>My started out with a major cramp and that was not fun at all -____-&lt;br /&gt;Had a performance but couldn&apos;t play my flute so didn&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;Early Mother&apos;s Day dinner with my family since my dad wasn&apos;t going to be home the next day&lt;br /&gt;Went to the mall with Mary and had a fun time talking&lt;br /&gt;Then added another trip to alan&apos;s complex for some time together =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yea my day went from bad to good xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 02:57:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Another Year</title>
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  <description>Happy Birthday to me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t feel any different... kinda mixed feelings about today too&lt;br /&gt;all that I do know is that a lot more responsibilities are on me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most of today was of my uncle sing &quot;Happy Birthday&quot; but instead of &quot;how old are you know?&quot; it was sung to the words of &quot;when are you moving out?&quot; xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well... live another day live another year</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 May 2006 05:38:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MSUPT</title>
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  <description>Tired...&lt;br /&gt;then again it&apos;s 1:30am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emotions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Basics +&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Are you emotional ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do songs make you cry? If so, name a few ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What about movies ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;depends on the movie &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What emotion do you usually feel ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;content &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Sadness +&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What does it take to make you cry your heart out ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;pressure, strain, overload &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;How many times have you done that ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;you count for me &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Where do you cry ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;wherever there are very few people &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do you hate crying ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do you like it when others cry ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do you think tears make eyes look pretty ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Who looks good when they cry ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;..no one &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;How else do you express sadness ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;verses, writing &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Are you sad all the time ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no not always &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Anger +&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What does it take to make you mad ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;depends on my mood... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What do you do when you&apos;re angry ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;vent &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;How short is your temper ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;depends, cound be very short &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;How long does it take you to calm down ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;a day &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What&apos;s the worst thing you&apos;ve done when you were mad ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;i might have done something but i can&apos;t remember &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do you freak out when others are angry ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;kinda &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Has anyone ever recommended anger management to you ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What&apos;s the worst thing someone&apos;s done to make you mad ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;lies &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do you anger people ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Joy +&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;How often are you happy ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;usually &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What makes you happy ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;friends &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What do you do when you&apos;re happy ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;do something creative &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;How optimistic are you ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;generally optimistic &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do happy people make you mad ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What&apos;s the worst thing someone can do while they&apos;re happy ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;rant &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Ever been so happy you were dying to tell everyone ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Ever been so happy you cried ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;when i laugh too hard &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do you smile a lot ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Kiss people a lot::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Who really makes you happy ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;my boyfriend &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do you like doing things for people when you&apos;re happy ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Fear +&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What do you do when you&apos;re scared ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;hide while clutching on to something &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What scares you ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;lots of things that won&apos;t be named &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do you like scaring people ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;sometimes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do you like the trill of being frightened ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Does fear accompany anger in your case ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Ever been so scared you couldn&apos;t breathe ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;How often do you panic ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;sometimes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What&apos;s the one thing that scared you more than anything else EVER ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;almost losing someone &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What do you do to calm your nerves ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;clearing my mind of thought &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Do rollercoasters scare you ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;not... really... ._. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ The strongest emotion +&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;What song never fails to get your strongest emotions going ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Movie ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Commericial ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Person ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;my boyfriend &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Thing ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;things that i&apos;ve kept since i was little &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Sight ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;nature &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Sound ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;wind &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Food ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Thing you&apos;re looking forward to/want ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ What do you do +&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;When the emotion suck ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;pretend nothings wrong &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;When the emotion rocks ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;be energetic &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;When there&apos;s no emotion ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;lifeless, lost &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Would you rather +&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Never feel again ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Feel loneliness or anger for the rest of your life ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Be happy forever and never experience bad times ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Cause misery ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Feel misery ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Be alone ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Be with everyone you know ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;yes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Who +&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Cheers you up more than anyone else ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;my boyfriend, KRT &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Angers you more than anyone else ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;a certain jerk &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Scares you more than anyone else ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;no one..? ._. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Makes you think about your emotions more than anyone else ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;my boyfriend &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;Makes you really care about how they feel and what they think ::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;everyone &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bzoink.com/S99/Emotions.html&quot; title=&quot;Emotions&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bzoink.com/surveys&quot; title=&quot;Bzoink Surveys&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve been totally &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bzoink.com&quot; title=&quot;Bzoink&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSUPT (Montclair State University Placement Test)&lt;br /&gt;4hrs... same subjects as the SATs but more basic math all the way to trig with more time but without a calculator...&lt;br /&gt;amazing that i haven&apos;t done math written out in about 1 1/2 years... (&quot;calcamalators are the devil tools&quot; mr.o&apos;c  xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just have to wait for them to mail me my results &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i passed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tomorrow SATs for the Juniors! GL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know what i&apos;m doing tomorrow so i&apos;ll most likely wonder...&lt;br /&gt;give a call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja&apos;ne</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 May 2006 01:41:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>VA Trip!</title>
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  <description>Back from Virginia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it had its ups and downs but hey, nothing ever really goes prefectly to plan xP&lt;br /&gt;still having a bit of mix feelings about a few things --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish there wasn&apos;t skool tomorrow -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! got to get things back together again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&apos;s a busy day for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSU placement test (4hrs of testing... -___-)&lt;br /&gt;SerenAIDe at 5pm (come support =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s it for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clean up... catch up... rest up... -.-</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 00:16:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Disney Trip</title>
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  <description>Let the countdown begin! xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Mar 2006 20:01:39 GMT</pubDate>
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style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Age?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Age?:&quot; value=&quot;17&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Favorite alchemist?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;select name=&quot;Favorite alchemist?:&quot;&gt;&lt;option&gt;Edward Elric&lt;option&gt;Alphonse Elric&lt;option selected=&quot;SELECTED&quot;&gt;Roy Mustang&lt;option&gt;Scar&lt;option&gt;Izumi Curtis&lt;option&gt;Wrath&lt;option&gt;Kimbley&lt;option&gt;Tim Marcoh&lt;option&gt;other&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Favorite homunculus?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;select name=&quot;Favorite homunculus?:&quot;&gt;&lt;option&gt;Envy&lt;option&gt;Greed&lt;option&gt;Gluttony&lt;option&gt;Lust&lt;option&gt;Sloth&lt;option selected=&quot;SELECTED&quot;&gt;Pride&lt;option&gt;Wrath&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your alchemy element:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your alchemist name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Merciless Alchemist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Roy Mustang...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;...Wants to see you in a miniskirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Edward Elric...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;...Thinks you have a crush on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Scar...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;...Is hunting you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Envy...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;...Loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black; text-align: center;&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;100%&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;&lt;caption&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your alchemy success percentage:: 66%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/caption&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot; 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  <description>&lt;form action=&quot;http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074774754&quot; method=&quot;POST&quot;&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Fullmetal Alchemist: You as a State Alchemist by SilvernFalcon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;(User)Name?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;(User)Name?:&quot; value=&quot;clover3&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Age?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Age?:&quot; value=&quot;17&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Favorite alchemist?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;select name=&quot;Favorite alchemist?:&quot;&gt;&lt;option selected=&quot;SELECTED&quot;&gt;Edward Elric&lt;option&gt;Alphonse Elric&lt;option&gt;Roy Mustang&lt;option&gt;Scar&lt;option&gt;Izumi Curtis&lt;option&gt;Wrath&lt;option&gt;Kimbley&lt;option&gt;Tim Marcoh&lt;option&gt;other&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Favorite homunculus?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;select name=&quot;Favorite homunculus?:&quot;&gt;&lt;option&gt;Envy&lt;option&gt;Greed&lt;option&gt;Gluttony&lt;option&gt;Lust&lt;option selected=&quot;SELECTED&quot;&gt;Sloth&lt;option&gt;Pride&lt;option&gt;Wrath&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your alchemy element:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Metal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your alchemist name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Moonlight Alchemist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Roy Mustang...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;...Treats you like you are his younger sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Edward Elric...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;...Thinks you&apos;re related to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Scar...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;...Is hunting you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Envy...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;...Thinks Ed is overprotective of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black; text-align: center;&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;100%&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;&lt;caption&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your alchemy success percentage:: 90%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/caption&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#111111&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#222222&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#444444&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#666666&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#888888&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#AAAAAA&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CCCCCC&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF00FF&quot; height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF00FF&quot; height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF00FF&quot; height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF00FF&quot; height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF00FF&quot; height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF00FF&quot; height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF00FF&quot; height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF00FF&quot; height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF00FF&quot; height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF00FF&quot; height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#111111&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#222222&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#444444&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#666666&quot; 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