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  <title>....</title>
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  <description>so I&apos;ve been thinking... (don&apos;t go uh-oh every time I say that!!&amp;nbsp;I do think... sometimes... :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone up there must reaaaaally love me.... (at first I thought they might hate me cause they don&apos;t want me there, but then I guess hate is a forbidden feeling &amp;quot;up there&amp;quot; and either way, when I die, I don&apos;t think I&apos;ll be going &amp;quot;up there&amp;quot; if there really is an &amp;quot;up there&amp;quot;) ... if I take into account all the times I could&apos;ve died (stupidly, like falling off a chair and hitting my head on the tv table, not to mention that getting killed in a car accident, crossing the street, is something very common in this country) or caused permanent damage to myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I guess someone really loves me or has big plans for me so.... what are these plans? why am I still here? what&apos;s my purpose on this planet?</description>
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  <title>Letter to Aki ^____^</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Wednesday, April 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;m calm now&amp;hellip; I just ate 2 snitzel sandwiches and I got my coffee cup filled (don&amp;rsquo;t even dare!) so I can make myself comfortable in my bed and start writing ^___^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;See? This is exactly why I hate leaving my house&amp;hellip; every time I go on the streets, I risk losing nerves&amp;hellip; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; stupid drivers, stupid stoplights&amp;hellip; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; I went to my sister&amp;rsquo;s just to find out that she and her husband are in a stupid fight over who took the kid to the kindergarten more times&amp;hellip; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; and then I went to the library&amp;hellip; unfortunately, this time I didn&amp;rsquo;t borrow any Stephen King book&amp;hellip; though I really wanted to read &lt;i style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Lisey&amp;rsquo;s Story, &lt;/i&gt;but he lost to Salman Rushdie and Harry Potter ^__^ and I took the minibus home and the only thing I kept repeating in my mind was please let me make it home alive! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Crazy idiotic driver!!!!! I think he&amp;rsquo;s seen The Fast and the Furious way too many times&amp;hellip; (oh yeah! I really liked The Fast and the Furious 4! Though it seemed too similar to the second one&amp;hellip;. =___= either way, I enjoyed it ^____^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;*sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;anyways&amp;hellip; you know you wrote that thing on your CR profile about &amp;ldquo;online friends&amp;rdquo; and &amp;ldquo;friendships&amp;rdquo; and stuff? Well I copypasted it (yeah I&amp;rsquo;m making up words now&amp;hellip;) into a Word document and saved it in order to reply to it someday but I can&amp;rsquo;t find it&amp;hellip; T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;but I guess your main point was that everything and everyone&amp;rsquo;s fake&amp;hellip; you can&amp;rsquo;t trust anyone you can only meet online and that you can&amp;rsquo;t build a friendship based on the www. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Uh&amp;hellip; now my mind&amp;rsquo;s a blur&amp;hellip; I forgot what I wanted to say&amp;hellip; I guess it&amp;rsquo;s just that&amp;hellip; &amp;ldquo;real life&amp;rdquo; relationships are just as overrated as the online ones are underrated&amp;hellip; it&amp;rsquo;s sometimes easier to confide in someone you don&amp;rsquo;t know and that you know you may never meet. I learned the hard way that everything must come to an end and it always does&amp;hellip; it&amp;rsquo;s easier to make online friends, cause no matter how well you get to know each other, the separation is not as hard as with a real life friend&amp;hellip; being betrayed or abandoned by someone who you thought was your best friend, someone in whom you completely believed, is so damn painful&amp;hellip; I still dream about her from time to time&amp;hellip; I dream that she&amp;rsquo;s back&amp;hellip; that she wants us to be close again&amp;hellip; I dream that she&amp;rsquo;s a few meters away from me but I can never see her face&amp;hellip; I don&amp;rsquo;t know where she is or what she&amp;rsquo;s doing&amp;hellip; she appeared online a few days ago so I guess she&amp;rsquo;s still alive&amp;hellip; and that&amp;rsquo;s all I know&amp;hellip; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I&amp;rsquo;ve been used and taken advantage of and betrayed and abandoned by &amp;ldquo;friends&amp;rdquo; so many times that I had decided at one point not to let myself believe in anyone ever again. Not to open myself to anyone, not to trust anyone&amp;hellip; but I don&amp;rsquo;t want to be like them&amp;hellip; so I will continue to offer my friendship and all the feelings that come along with it to anyone who will accept them ^___^ I guess those silly internet quizzes aren&amp;rsquo;t that silly after all&amp;hellip; I really am an idealist. I don&amp;rsquo;t expect people to change for the better and I don&amp;rsquo;t expect to make any difference by being true to how I think and feel, but as they say&amp;hellip; prepare for the worst, expect for the best, so I will keep on hoping and believing that maybe there is someone out there who is really worth the time and effort ^____^ remember Nida? Or Hime&amp;hellip; or Ocho&amp;hellip; Ojou-chan as you called her&amp;hellip; as far as I remember&amp;hellip; she was a handful&amp;hellip; she&amp;rsquo;s more complicated and twisted than I am, and still&amp;hellip; I refused to let go&amp;hellip; I believed in her and I still do. I believe that she can get over all she&amp;rsquo;s been through and that she&amp;rsquo;ll make it just fine. ^___^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I guess I can be just like that guy from South Korea who was standing in the street with a sign that said &amp;ldquo;Free Hugs&amp;rdquo; (some kids &amp;ndash; oh well, adolescents &amp;ndash; did that in my town too&amp;hellip; ^___^) and keep my arms open for whoever needs a hug&amp;hellip; may it be virtual or real.. ^___^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Sans Unicode&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p 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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Mar 2009 23:26:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;Dr. Jekyll &amp; Mr. Hyde&quot;</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Konbanwa Tsumori-san!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Sayuri-san? What&apos;s wrong? It&apos;s the middle of night!&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&apos;m sorry... could we move tomorrow&apos;s session to.... now?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;I guess we could... I&apos;m awake anyway... so tell me... what happened now?&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Just thought it may be easier to have a therapy session when there&apos;s actually a need for one... &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Go on... I&apos;m listening..&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I feel like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde... only that I don&apos;t change physically... it doesn&apos;t last that&amp;nbsp; long... but I guess it has the same psychological consequences...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;So which one are you tonight? Jekyll or Hyde?&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&apos;m still Sayuri... that&apos;s probably the problem... I&apos;m not the result of an experiment... I hate this split personality thing... I hate being happy and confident one moment and crumbling down the next... one moment I&apos;m ecstatic and make everyone laugh and the next I feel like sitting in a corner... &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Doesn&apos;t this make life more exciting? You hate monotony so this is definitely bringing a dose of unpredictability that you would never throw away&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;But I&apos;m tired.... I don&apos;t know which one&apos;s the real me... I feel like I&apos;m faking... trying so hard to adjust... can&apos;t it be one way or the other? All it takes is a few notes... from a song... a photo... or words... a mean remark... and it&apos;s like someone pulls the trigger and I automatically close up.... I think of all the things I&apos;ve missed... everything that went wrong... I become so vulnerable and the only thing I crave for is someone to hold me, understand me and not judge me... I&apos;m always able to bring myself back up.... act like nothing happened... but it&apos;s wearing me out...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Tsumori-san? Tsumori-san?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Eh? What? Sorry... I was just resting my eyes for a bit...&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 21:56:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>21</title>
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  <description>6:10 pm..... I&apos;m officially 21 now....&lt;br /&gt;just finished shopping with my sis, brother-in-law and nephew...&lt;br /&gt;now what? should I go home? what or who&apos;s waiting for me there?&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m walking around in the neighborhood... I&apos;m hungry and desperately looking for a fast food... I&apos;ve been craving for a sandwich the whole day....&lt;br /&gt;I finally buy one and head back home...&lt;br /&gt;dad&apos;s sleeping.... nii-san left a while ago...&lt;br /&gt;I go to my room, change clothes, reheat the sandwich and look for a candle... I go back to my room, stick the candle into the sandwich, light it up and sing &amp;quot;happy birthday&amp;quot;... I though of &amp;quot;going Taiwanese&amp;quot; this time and make 3 wishes instead of one... I always want more than I can have.. suddenly, a tear rolls down my face... I blow the candle and start eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anniversaries were never a big deal in my family... I was even surprised my dad said happy birthday when I went into the kitchen this morning... &lt;br /&gt;but that&apos;s ok.... I don&apos;t need parties, gifts or cakes.... all the wishes and messages from my buddies (some I hadn&apos;t even expected) were far better than that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people always ask me &amp;quot;so how do you feel now that you&apos;re ... ?&amp;quot; seriously now... do you honestly feel different when you&apos;re celebrating your birthday? I don&apos;t... if they ask me &amp;quot;how does it feel to be 21?&amp;quot; I&apos;ll just answer &amp;quot;I&apos;ll tell you when I turn 22&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.... just an ordinary day... ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: see Aki-chan? I finally wrote something... ^__^</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2009 13:51:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>story of my life....</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 204);&quot;&gt;hey.. it&apos;s me... don&apos;t know how to start this... if I start with a happy post, I&apos;ll most likely finish it in a miserable mood...&lt;br /&gt;so I&apos;ll do it the other way around... &lt;br /&gt;since I do not want to go through all that pain all over again, I will post the exact thing that I sent to my CR brother,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 255);&quot;&gt;Robert, a.k.a. Aki-chan... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 204);&quot;&gt;and I want him to know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 51, 102);&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 255);&quot;&gt;I am extremely grateful for everything he&apos;s done for me and that I&apos;ll be his Nee-san for as long as there will be internet.. ^_^&amp;nbsp;(and I&apos;m pretty sure the sun will die out before the internet does...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 204);&quot;&gt;here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;oh boy... how do I start this....&lt;br /&gt; I had the perfect family... loving... united.... cared for each other and helped each other... it was perfect... though at the time I didn&apos;t realize that....&lt;br /&gt; and then it happened... my mom died when I was 11... 5 days after my birthday... flu... got sick... got checked into the hospital... died within 3 days... the virus had attacked the heart muscle... doctors said they had never seen anything like that... &lt;br /&gt; never went to see her at the hospital... though I guess that was for the better... cause this way I can remember her as the lively, loving, happy woman that she was.... instead of remembering her lying on a hospital bed...&lt;br /&gt; never got a chance to say goodbye.... to tell I love her... according to my cousin, before she was taken to the hospital, I was upset cause she was feeling too sick to make me a birthday cake...&lt;br /&gt; and people say &amp;quot;well at least you were old and you can remember her....&amp;quot; but I can&apos;t.... I can&apos;t remember her voice... her smell... I just remember her always smiling face...&lt;br /&gt; my most precious memory of her is going to my parents&apos; bedroom every Sunday morning and jump into their bed in the middle... and stay there and giggle and laugh.... and then my dad would go and make breakfast and I&apos;d remain in bed with my mom and I&apos;d just cuddle in her arms....&lt;br /&gt; and I can remember her at a dance festivity sitting at the balcony and waving my favorite stuffed animal (a little green dog with only one eye :D) down at me cause I had asked her to... I still have that on video tape...&lt;br /&gt; it was so sudden... she had me when she was 38 and I doubt they wanted a 3rd kid so late... still...she would&apos;ve moved mountains for me....&lt;br /&gt; it&apos;s been 10 years and it still feels like yesterday... the phone call from the nurse at 6 a.m.... my brother screaming...(he answered the phone) my dad crying... my sister was at work... she suffered 5 heart attacks...the 6th one was fatal...&lt;br /&gt; I still wonder every day what my life would be like if she were still here...I miss her so much...:(&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 204);&quot;&gt;end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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