<?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-18190288</id><updated>2012-01-28T05:49:51.935+08:00</updated><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='ost'/><category term='lighter side'/><category term='my diary'/><category term='captain&apos;s log'/><category term='Filipino entry'/><category term='news'/><category term='ths'/><category term='tribute'/><category term='sentimental'/><title type='text'>Can You Feel Love Hina? ~ A Love Hina Fansite</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6998768233258733542</id><published>2012-01-21T12:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T12:55:49.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : a 'meh' week</title><content type='html'>It has been a very laid back week. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emoteekons/relax2.gif"&gt; Winter has finally thrown itself to us full blast with temperatures ranging from -22C to -31C, with the windchill varying from -31C to -40C. Next week looks relatively warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work this Monday, and decided to sleep in on Tuesday because I was so tired. They canceled my shift on Wednesday. So I just stayed home with my writing. I hoped to do something productive this past Thursday. But I tried; I really tried. The temperature was -26C and the windchill factor was -40C, two buses should arrive at 10:51AM and 10:53AM, I left the house at 10:48AM. When I nearly made it to the bus stop, just a couple more steps away, the two of them zoomed in front of me. I was in disbelief. It was still a minute early for the first bus, but the latter bus just broke my heart. I ran to the next bus stop to see if there's another bus to beat my 11:30AM class, but to no avail -- the next bus would arrive at 11:31AM. I just went home. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emoteekons/runaway.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention that it was freezing? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worried even though it's macro-economics and discrete math. Although I should take note that discrete math is a difficult course -- my professor said it's the most difficult first year course. You could say, I'm hibernating pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/ef-pic.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've reverted the old &lt;a href="http://euphoricfield.blogspot.com"&gt;Euphoric Field&lt;/a&gt; viewing to permit 'Only Blog Authors'. Yes. I am reconstructing my Ef fansite - a fansite for Ef: A Tale of Memories and Ef: A Tale of Melodies. I have an idea how to make it a unique and continuous Ef fansite. And I'm laughing at myself whether I could pull this off or not. The new fansite will have a roleplay and a worldplay. Stick around for further updates to the Ef fansite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding Blog Hina updates: I should slap myself and work on the episode 23 screenshots. Have a happy weekend! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emoteekons/bye.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6998768233258733542?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6998768233258733542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6998768233258733542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6998768233258733542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6998768233258733542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2012/01/captains-blog-meh-week.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : a &apos;meh&apos; week'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emoteekons/th_relax2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4691894677635050662</id><published>2012-01-11T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:32:37.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : waking up crying or screaming</title><content type='html'>Has anyone woken up crying or screaming? I did. A lot of times. It's the reason why sometimes my friends are scared to sleep with me during a camp or a sleepover. I've had a lot of strange dreams and nightmares that I wanted away, some lovely dreams that made me think not to wake up anymore, and some sad dreams that made me wake up crying.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;I woke up crying from these dreams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I woke up crying because I heard the song 'Return to Pooh Corner - Kenny Loggins' playing in my dream. I woke up really crying, but I found out that my dad was playing his CD on the stereo and so I wiped my face real quick or else he would've noticed me crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I woke up crying from my dream, because I remembered all the dogs I had in the past. It's the reason why I'm writing a short story right now about them. And I'm not really a dog person, I'm a cat person, but somehow, maybe I actually miss them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I woke up crying when in my dream, my mom brought me lunch to school; but I yelled at her because I didn't need her to bring my lunch to school. There was a lesson in this dream too. I continued to cry afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nightmares that made me scream&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I woke up screaming from my dream (or nightmare) when this lion like figure with wings dragged me at the top of a sky scraper, and both of us were falling. I saw its claws dig dip onto my wrist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There was a dream where I was just looking around our living room then this black figure showed up on the reflection on my TV. It was as if I saw a ghost and then, I really felt like my body became chilly. I woke up screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Some Lovely dreams I wouldn't forget&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I was driving a car, and pulled over to fill my tank. The gas girl who was really beautiful said that she wanted to ride with me. After paying, she just left her job like that and both of us hit the road to wherever. We were laughing and sharing stories at each other and it felt really great because of the scenery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I was a superhero that's able to multiply. And I fought crime like a boss. But the enemy found my weakness and I was saved by a superheroine. And I found out that she was my classmate in the dream. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4691894677635050662?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4691894677635050662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4691894677635050662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4691894677635050662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4691894677635050662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2012/01/captains-blog-waking-up-crying-or.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : waking up crying or screaming'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-8175251852076316375</id><published>2012-01-01T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T13:50:39.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW 2012!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/2012.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-8175251852076316375?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/8175251852076316375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=8175251852076316375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8175251852076316375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8175251852076316375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-2012.html' title='HAPPY NEW 2012!'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-8695298187421801023</id><published>2011-12-31T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T13:43:23.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a history of Blog Hina</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;LOOKING BACK AND GOING BACK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started back in 2005. It was my freshman year studying in the University of the Philippines. And while I was just lying down on my bed, my roommate together with some of my friends were watching anime on the computer. By this point in my life, I've fallen away from being an 'otaku'. I mean I watched a lot of anime when I was in elementary. A lot. When I entered high school, I've completely lost interest. I never knew that my university friends would pull me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were watching Naruto in my room. My friend burned 100+ episodes and he had this stack of CDs with him. I thought, &lt;i&gt;"What's so good about Naruto?"&lt;/i&gt; I heard about Naruto a year ago, back when I was in high school. But since I lost interest in anime during that period, I just ignored it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it difficult not to join in on them, because they were all watching the computer. &lt;i&gt;"So what the heck..."&lt;/i&gt; I thought. I stood up on my bunk bed and watched along with them. Since I wasn't familiar with Naruto, I was kept curious. And little by little it made sense why they're watching it. The story was so engrossing. And we couldn't stop playing the next episode either. &lt;i&gt;"So this is Naruto?"&lt;/i&gt; So this is anime? It was fun to watch. I asked my friend if he brought other titles with him. &lt;i&gt;"What genre do you prefer?"&lt;/i&gt; he asked. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said &lt;i&gt;"...romantic comedy."&lt;/i&gt; And thus the start of our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY FRIEND NEIL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil is responsible for the stack of burned anime CDs in my dorm room. They were all subbed. We preferred the subbed versions. My friend Neil showed me a couple of titles: Fruits Basket, Chobits, Onegai Sensei, and Hellsing. I've finished them in a just a short time and I needed more titles. I asked Neil if he had other romantic comedies and he brought Mai-Hime and Midori No Hibi with him. It wasn't enough, but I couldn't blame Neil. It was obvious that I had to find my own juice. I had to find other titles by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;TARGET ACQUIRED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I went home on one weekend, I was surprised to find an anime channel on our cable. It was called Hero TV. That weekend was a time for me to work on my thesis. But while I was working on my thesis, the anime called Love Hina popped up. It was funny. It was somewhat cute. I loved Shinobu. I loved the simple premise of the story. Naru's a silly girl. And Keitaro's an idiot. I went to the mall and grabbed a copy of Love Hina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOOKED ON MAKING WEBSITES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back tracking to the 2001, my older brother started a blog on blog-city.com, when it was still free. I was fascinated by it. &lt;i&gt;"This is your home on the Internet?"&lt;/i&gt; I asked him. It was his space and people can read what he's writing about -- people anywhere. He could write what he wants. He had a website. I thought it was cool to have a website. And his design was awesome. It was so cool to see his work and I felt proud of him too. So that same year, I started one. I loved it. I loved the feeling of making one. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DISCOVERING WHAT A FANSITE IS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next year, 2002, I had a fair knowledge of designing a simple site. And my favorite cartoon, Disney's The Weekenders, was no longer airing on our cable. I felt the need to search for more information about the cartoon. I wanted to know if there were other episodes that didn't air on our cable, episode summaries, and some screenshots. I found this fansite on Yahoo's Geocities.com (which is no longer in service) about The Weekenders and I was still young back then. Despite it being a simple and straightforward website, the fansite was awesome. Back then, I didn't know much about HTML nor any designing. Still I found it to be a helpful site. When I noticed that the fansite was no longer being updated-- so you know where this is going-- I-- *laughs* I sent an email to the owner writing I wanted to adopt the website. AHAHA. Unfortunately, the author didn't reply. HAHA. I was such a creeper. That's when I marked my word: I will build more than a blog; I'll create my own fansite SOMEDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE TERM 'MORE THAN A BLOG'.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forward to 2004, my friend Rey, introduced me to Blogskins.com, where I could find templates for my personal high school blog. 2004 was a very emotional year. It's also the start of my HTML journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I taught myself HTML. No books; I just followed examples. It was a challenge, but I found it fun to code here and there. I played around with templates and I found my personal style of webdesign. I thank Rey so much for showing me everything I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE JOKE THAT STARTED IT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forward to September 2005, back to the first year of university, I showed my friend Janus my blog and he also became interested on making a blog. But he didn't know how to write nor to code. He wanted a blog, but he doesn't really have the time to write too, so I made joke, &lt;i&gt;"... why don't I write your blog for you?"&lt;/i&gt; then he laughed at me. &lt;i&gt;"Are you going to play as me?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLESSING IN DISGUISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 2005 came -- I went home just in time because I had chickenpox. It took about two weeks for me to recover from chickenpox. So I was stuck in my room. At least I had TV and a computer. I also remember receiving a text message from my high school friends saying that they were throwing a party because it was sembreak. I missed out bigtime. But I wasn't at a complete loss. I just watched Love Hina on my laptop when it was still plugged into my dial-up connection. Take note: dial-up. Life was still good. And still no Facebook. Just Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found at that time that there were only a handful of Love Hina fansites. I wanted to know more about it. I didn't know that it had a manga back then, so I was missing out the ending. But after I finished the anime, I tried to figure out what I could do while I was recovering from chickenpox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the time I needed. I still wanted to watch other anime, know more about Love Hina or do more about the titles I was following. I wanted to do more, I wanted to express, write and design, taking into account that there was only a handful of Love Hina fansites on the web, I rolled up my sleeve and said, &lt;i&gt;"Let's build that fansite."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANIMEXTENSION FIRST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started building the foundation to my fansite called Animextension, where it would be a portfolio --  a portfolio of the anime titles I followed. While doing the Animextension site, Fruits Basket was also airing on the TV. I already finished Fruits Basket at this time, and it was awesome as well. I decided to put Fruits Basket into my portfolio, but I started with the Love Hina site first. It felt daunting to create a site for Fruits Basket with some missing content. When a working link for my Love Hina proto-fansite was established, I continued making a link to my Fruits Basket proto-fansite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another sense, Animextension was basically a portal. It was meant to be a portal for micro-sites. After a bit of polish, the proto-fansites (or website that was kind of a fansite) became micro-sites. Animextension contained all of the micro-sites for each anime title I followed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before creating a micro-site for Love Hina and Fruits Basket, I wasn't really good at naming websites back then. Plus I just wanted to get it done. So I named a micro-site for Love Hina as Can You Feel Love Hina (a long name) and a micro-site for Fruits Basket as OnFruitsBasket. Several other titles followed, including a micro-site for School Rumble, InuYasha, Trigun and Samurai X. It took quite some time designing, debugging and adding content on each micro-site. I was doing this all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after getting rid of chickenpox, I stopped working on Animextension for a week to hang out with my high school friends. On the last week of my sembreak, I re-watched Love Hina on cable and other anime titles as well. And after checking the Can You Feel Love Hina micro-site, I noticed that it was bland. You can only find character profiles, and some pictures. I thought that there should be more content to it. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRAINSTORM AND REALIZATION - WORKING ON FRUITS BASKET FIRST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, while I couldn't sleep, I had an epiphany. I had this surge of realization that it was hilarious. My joke on Janus echoed on me, &lt;i&gt;"Why don't I write your blog for you?"&lt;/i&gt; THAT'S IT! Since I had some experience on blogging already, with my desire to express, design, write, build a fansite for Love Hina, &lt;i&gt;"I will make a blog for Keitaro!... wait... how about the rest of the Love Hina characters?! Yeah! I'll blog for them!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was still time left from my sembreak. So I went to work on it. What should I name the site(s)? I thought I should give a proper name this time; a name that's simple, easily remembered and easily understood. Normally people put the word &lt;i&gt;'shrine'&lt;/i&gt; together with the name of an anime character's fansite, but I didn't want to use 'shrine'. Putting a shrine felt like I was worshiping an anime character. Which is silly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord of the Rings was still popular back then. And I'm a big Lord of the Rings fan, so instead of writing shrine, I picked shire -- meaning 'a region'. It made sense. But after my brainstorm, I've already set up the shire plan for the Fruits Basket characters; I would use 'shires' for them. So this time, I wanted to go with something different for the Love Hina characters. And good thing I held back on using shires for the Love Hina characters... because later on, I'd be in for a surprise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRIORITY ADJUSTMENT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October 2005. Kyo's Shire, from my Fruits Basket project, was launched. I decided to concentrate adding more stuff with my Fruits Basket micro-site, while I kept searching for other interesting things to add.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE SEARCH FOR MORE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Jericho was writing a novel called the Art of Wardoms. And he's also responsible why I'm inspired to write my own novel. Anyway, he called his novel "Wardoms" in short. It was catchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my Fruits Basket project growing along with several microsites, it was time to add something different to my Love Hina project. It was in front of my face all along. Love Hina Project! Love Hina story was told different settings. Big brother reality TV was airing back then, but I am never a fan of the reality show btw. Chatrooms were also popular back then. I asked myself, maybe... I could write entries in script form and show as if they were conversations. I slapped my forehead when I realized that I COULD DO THAT! One night, when I came home again for the weekend, I was watching the TV to relax. Then I found one show that displayed the audience feedback in script form and they were scrolling their comments upward so that other comments would be read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANOTHER EPIPHANY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this phase of learning HTML, I've come to discover the wonderful function of a simple code called 'marquee'. Like I said, back in 2005-2006, instant messengers were still hip. And I've wanted to do an 'experiment'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The term Worldplay isn't recognized and I guess people don't know what Worldplay is. This is where I've wanted to play the world of an anime setting. Play with the dates, the weather, the locations and the people altogether to form a Worldplay. (I coined 'Worldplay' here, haha. And that was back in 2005 or 2006, lol) Anyway, since chat was still popular and with the use of the code 'marquee', I've been able to format a chat-like entry for the Worldplay experiment. Just what I was looking for for my Love Hina Project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;HINATA BOARDOMS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's December 2005 and I've finally decided to push through the addition to my Love Hina fansite. I'm a Shinobu x Keitaro fan. And just before the start of 2006, I've managed to write a small New Year's script entry between Shinobu and Keitaro. With the code and the design in place, I needed a name for this site. Wardoms... wardoms... it echoed. Hinata Boarding House-- Hinata Board-- Hinata Boardoms! Cool. Therefore, enter HinataBoardoms. And after checking out the fansite again, another surprise hit me. This is where Love Hina Project was officially put on my notebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;KWARTO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having the Fruits Basket shires, I didn't know the term roleplaying at that time. Nor fan fiction. Seriously. I didn't. But it turned out that writing a diary for a certain character already existed-- nevermind-- still, I started blogging about Keitaro's university misadventures. Because I can relate to him, since I was already a university freshman. Since I can't use 'shires', I had to come up with another naming format. Hmm... I've been stuck in my room almost all of October, and I spent most of my time in my dorm room. Maybe I'll name the site, 'Keitaro's room?' Nah. Too common. I wanted it to be unique. How about kwarto? Kwarto! Kwarto means 'room' in Filipino. And I was thinking that there'd be a big number of Filipino visitors for my site anyway. Kwarto ni Keitaro, or Keitaro's room, was launched in January 2006 -- days after the launch of Hinata Boardoms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found it really fun to write about Keitaro. And a stumbling question was shoved onto my face. Am I going to create 'kwartos' or 'rooms' for the rest of the Love Hina cast? It felt like I stepped on a landmine. The answer is -- certainly. Another stumbling block again, &lt;i&gt;how could I write like a girl?&lt;/i&gt; Easy. Don't. Ask for help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROOMS AVAILABLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I had a name format to follow in order to continue with the rest of the Love Hina cast. After Keitaro's room, I've talked to my friends about this fansite and they thought it was fun. I didn't ask them to write for me, I just asked them for ideas. I showed my girl-friends (friends who are girls) my 'girly' entries and they gave me a nod. But I also had some friends who were willing to write for me, they were Love Hina fans too and they also wanted to see my site up and running. I've considered anything they've suggested. When the entries were set, it was my interest to create a site for Kitsune next, because she's a novelist and I wanted to be a novelist -- until I was able to establish rooms for other characters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE HINA PROJECT IS GROWING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around this time, I realized that the Love Hina Project was just concentrated on one location, the Hinata Inn or the Hinata Boardoms fansite. In comes the surprise -- rooms + Hinata Inn = Love Hina Project blueprint! It only made sense to me that I could set up a character fansite / blog for the other Love Hina characters as well, such as Mutsumi and Seta. So I've made a blog for Mutsumi in her apartment and Seta-sensei in his van. Again, the code 'marquee' gave me a reason to set up other sites such as the park. And the Torii Bowling alley at the latest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;INTRODUCING SHIRECENTRAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never stopped adding more content to Can You Feel Love Hina and onFruitsBasket microsite. Little by little, I've been able to find more information viable to each microsite. I was also making a blog for the Fruits Basket and Chobits characters. In an experiment, I've decided to put them in a portfolio site of their own, called Shirecentral. It would give you links to each of these blogs that I've created. Now that I think about it, I was such an otaku back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GALLERY COMPLETE AND GOODBYE ANIMEXTENSION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more content were added for each microsite of Animextension that it became confusing to navigate. It was time to retire my fansite. It was two years old. But it served its purpose well. The microsites were well enough to be on their own and they were too big to be called a 'micro'site. So I called in the decision to name a proper site with a clear purpose: to express my fan content and promote the respective anime title. onFruitsBasket becomes FruitsBlogsket (a mouthful), Can You Feel Love Hina stayed as CYF Love Hina (will be renamed Blog Hina soon) and Chobits became Chonegai (dormant and resting at blogdrive).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;CYF LOVE HINA [BLOG HINA] - A Love Hina Fansite ... and beyond&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fansites that I've visited were only updated with news specific to that fansite. In effect, it felt like it was sort of dead because if there aren't any constant news, there wouldn't be many updates. In order to keep updating this fansite, I've made it as my blog too. Blog Hina is a blog and an experimental site, powering a Worldplay site called Love Hina Project. It started from a micro-site and left to be called as Blog Hina in summer 2006. It was still premature, but I continued to work on it further adding most of the content last October 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Hina Project is still growing. I forgot to mention that Blog Hina also had a small gallery that was launched last May 2006. Everything was organized in October 2006, adding my Love Hina gallery in Love Hina Project. The latest addition to Love Hina Project is the Blog Hina Station, a website for the Love Hina soundtracks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit that the Love Hina Project webpage was just a portal again. The site didn't have any text entry, just a site with pictures that could be clicked. I didn't know what entries I should put here. But when I arrived here in Canada, 2007, one of the first games that I bought is Animal Crossing, and that game had a bulletin board near your house. It made sense now what to do, a bulletin board that the Love Hina Project residents would use.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blog Hina is on its 5th year and it's my baby, and I look at it as some sort of reflection of myself -- take note: some sort. There has been a lot of stories that has been told, sad stories, happy stories, funny stories, frustrating stories, confusing stories, stories about the reality of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;ARIGATOO MIINA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a long entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't know how much I appreciate your visits. Thank you for the hits and it lets me keep going. Thank you for the comments and letters. Thank you for the inspiration. It's just awesome. Ken Akamatsu-sensei, thank you! It has been an amazing ride. And I intend to keep going. Again, thank you very much, everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-8695298187421801023?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/8695298187421801023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=8695298187421801023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8695298187421801023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8695298187421801023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/12/history-of-blog-hina.html' title='a history of Blog Hina'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-8962159689766106173</id><published>2011-11-13T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T10:27:49.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is your Computer a boy or a girl?</title><content type='html'>Like to find if your computer's a boy or a girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Open Notepad&lt;br /&gt;2. Type the following line in notepad:&lt;br /&gt;CreateObject("SAPI.SpVoice").Speak"I love you"&lt;br /&gt;3. Save file as: computer_gender.vbs&lt;br /&gt;4. Run the file ... If you hear a male voice, you have a boy ;) If you hear a female voice, you have a girl :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-8962159689766106173?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/8962159689766106173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=8962159689766106173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8962159689766106173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8962159689766106173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/11/is-your-computer-boy-or-girl.html' title='Is your Computer a boy or a girl?'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-3602387163754386860</id><published>2011-11-11T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T11:11:15.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.11.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n320/chosenground/pics/11-11-11.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone! Christmas is just around the corner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-3602387163754386860?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/3602387163754386860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=3602387163754386860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3602387163754386860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3602387163754386860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/11/111111.html' title='11.11.11'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n320/chosenground/pics/th_11-11-11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7954361883813835639</id><published>2011-10-31T17:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T17:14:41.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a taste of the history</title><content type='html'>Animextension and ShireCentral - where it all began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from my old anime fansite called Animextension:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"... play it isolation&lt;br /&gt;May 20 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've decided to remove Love Hina, Fruits Basket and Chobits from the Animextension roster list. Instead, I'll create a fansite respectively for Love Hina, a fansite for Fruits Basket and another for Chobits. I've got something stored for these titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transition will take some time."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from my old anime fansite called Animextension:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Thursday, June 01, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All teams are deciding to fly solo. The shires can still be accessed via Shirecentral but they're no longer a part of Shirecentral. Team Love Hina took off together with its Love Hina Project and created its own site, CYF Love Hina. Team Fruits Basket have created its own fansite, Fruitsblogsket, along with Furuba Territorial Project. Team Chobits will be moving to another hosting site and launch its own fansite, as well, that'll house character diaries, etc. Team Chobits, however, will join forces with another anime and everything's planned out. The delay has been caused by recent debates whether to continue housing the character diaries (shires) or not. In the end, Shirecentral will still keep the links for future reference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYF Love Hina (Blog Hina) started around October 2006. It says June 1, 2006, but it was October 2006 that Blog Hina had the proper layout, pages, navigation and Love Hina Project. Moreover it's more meaningful to put its birthday together with mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write an entry about the history of Blog Hina. I'll tell you how it all started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7954361883813835639?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7954361883813835639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7954361883813835639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7954361883813835639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7954361883813835639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-taste-of-history_31.html' title='just a taste of the history'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-3498848366228056518</id><published>2011-10-29T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T11:47:38.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Hina and Love Hina Project 5th birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n320/chosenground/pics/lh5.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 5th birthday to Blog Hina. I'm speechless. Before writing this entry, I skimmed over my archive and I must admit, I'm so glad-- so so glad-- that I kept writing. Thanks to everyone's hits and support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-3498848366228056518?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/3498848366228056518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=3498848366228056518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3498848366228056518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3498848366228056518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-hina-and-love-hina-project-5th.html' title='Blog Hina and Love Hina Project 5th birthday!'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n320/chosenground/pics/th_lh5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6917494220612581654</id><published>2011-10-16T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T19:52:05.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : I'm thankful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/mycircumstances/banners/danceit.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking life from a wrong perspective. Thanksgiving day is long over, but thanksgiving itself isn't over. This past Saturday was something to remember. When everyday seemed the same, when problems never ended, when the demands in life kept coming, my dad told me that we should learn how to say thanks. I mean, I have to admit that I don't feel grateful when you see so much problems wearing you down in life. It's true that problems can take all of your attention, but I'm missing out the fun in life when I forget the good things I have. When there are problems, we worry. And I always worry. Sometimes I couldn't help but worry. It's stupid, because I know it'll get fixed somehow, but I still worry thinking what if it doesn't get fixed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example. I always worry about work. What if I don't make it past the quota? How can I keep up with everybody? How can I compete with the other people? How can I get better at work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always worry about school. Did I study enough to pass my midterm? How can I get the best grade? Will I fail this subject? Am I doing okay to pass every course I paid for? How will I pay for my tuition fee next term? Is this really the degree that I want? What if Mom and Dad find out that I'm still not sure if this is my course? Does it mean that I've just wasted time if I shift? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always worry about life. What is it that I really want to do? Will I ever get married? Will I get a decent job? Am I going to be the man I want to be? How would I know what's best for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always worry. And I lose sleep thinking and thinking and thinking. Some say it's normal. Some say it's useless. Some say it's boring. And some say it's stupid. It has to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this worry, I forgot the good things that I have. First of all, and it's not a small thing, I'm thankful to have my family with me. I have friends abroad and they're all by themselves earning money to send home. One of my friend lost her mom from cancer. And another of my friend's mom passed away from cancer as well. I read pain and suffering from my classmate saying that she hates her parents and she couldn't wait to move out. I'm just thankful to have my family right now. I'm just thankful that I have caring, understanding, patient and loving parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that we're okay. My home, the Philippines, is in a state of calamity from the floods and there's another typhoon headed there again. I saw my relative's photos on the web and I was very much appalled about how people slept on rooftops, how they were posting 'we need drinking water' on Facebook, how I found the situation difficult. We don't have floods here, there's no fault-line where I live and weather disturbances is never an issue. When winter comes, all we have to do is dress properly for it. We've had our share of hardship when we still lived in the Philippines and our home was always flooded. I'm thankful that we don't have to deal with such difficult situations anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for what I have. I'd like to slap myself for forgetting how blessed I am. It looks like I'm never satisfied. I have a job. I go to school. I eat three times a day. I'm able to eat when I'm hungry. I have five computers, four of them I bought with my own money. I can buy what I need. I have clothes with me. We own a house. I have lots of videogame consoles, PSX, PS2, PS3, XBox, Gamecube, XBox360, Wii, PSP, DS, DSi; I can play so much videogames and I can play in my own room undisturbed. I have access to a fast Internet. I can watch whatever I want; Filipino TV series, movies, anime. And I have money to buy manga and books for my education. I remember the time when I had to photocopy 60 pages of notes from one book that my whole class needed. I have a bed and it's warm. I have a cellphone and I can ask my dad or brother for a ride or I can call for pizza. I have all this resources and I'm thankful. Oh yeah, and I have a website *I'll tell you a story about this in the future*. It's so dumb why I feel bored sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the opportunities I have. Like I said, I have work, when lots of people I know are struggling to find one. I go to school, when my cousins don't even want it anymore because it's expensive and some of them want to study further. I've been given the opportunity to experiment with myself. I've learned how to write. I've learned how to draw. I've learned how to play drums. I've learned how to become one-step better. And I should be thankful. I have friends who are dying to learn how to play a guitar, but they stop because they don't have access to an instrument nor the time to learn or a teacher to teach them. I'm thankful for my dad telling me that I also have the opportunity 'to say no' if I don't like what's happening. If I don't like the job or if I don't like the school, look for something else. Other people have no choice. They have no choice but to keep on working and keep on studying for the course they don't even like so that they can earn a living. Isn't it great if you've been given a choice to say yes AND no? not 'OR' ... I meant 'AND'. Meaning if you've said yes, you can still say no afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful I'm okay. There's no problem with my health. I haven't gotten sick for as long as I can remember. And I'm not paying the air that I currently breathe. I'm not sick and my bro gives me multivitamins for free because he works in a pharmacy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful I have friends. They help me. They keep me motivated. They keep me inspired. They keep me company. They're there when I'm bored, when I'm happy, when I'm sad. I have people with me. And when they have troubles as well, I listen to them. I help them. I keep them motivated. I push them to be inspired *hopefully*. I keep them company by doing lots of silly things. When they're bored, when they're happy, when they're sad, I'm here and there for my friends. And whenever we meet, I feel glad that I made some friends here. I'm thankful. Because I get a lot doing simple things with my friends. And those things are sometimes hard to find such as happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know problems will keep coming. Who am I kidding? But without them, I'd be clueless in life. When problem comes, we find solutions. Without problems, there'd be no solutions as well. So if I haven't had so many problems in life, I wouldn't know so any solutions. So I'm thankful that I got to face a lot of problems. I've learned so many things solving these problems. They're everywhere. It's like a game. I have so many quests to complete. But I'm sure I'd get exp afterwards. You know how it is, the bigger the quest, the bigger the exp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6917494220612581654?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6917494220612581654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6917494220612581654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6917494220612581654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6917494220612581654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/10/captains-blog-im-thankful.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : I&apos;m thankful.'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-3587861857931053747</id><published>2011-09-25T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:12:17.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : still here. still awake.</title><content type='html'>My head feels like it's going to explode. It's throbbing right now, but I can't sleep. I am back to those times where I find virtually no time for writing. It's back to those epic Tuesdays and long Saturdays, back to when the real worth of a day off is realized, and back to abuse every free time you can find. It's my free time right now, 4:02 AM, I'm going to church this morning and so I'm wondering how much 'sleep' I could get. That is, if I'm able to sleep tonight. Writing helps me fall asleep. Ironically, it can also give me additional headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n320/chosenground/teenside/strips/charisseshopping3.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charisse from my To Be Continued project.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When break comes I'll be sure to share you the original stories I've written. They're all web novels, and I plan to publish them on paper *crosses fingers* when I'm old and matured enough. Plus, I'm going to need some writing courses in university. I really plan to be a writer in the future. My friend already is a writer. I believe I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed this site to some of my campus buddies and they said that it looks awesome. I told them I started it back in 2005, but I made the front page (BLOG HINA) early 2006. Blog Hina will celebrate its 5th birthday on October 29. That day's going to be really special for me -- for a lot of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sleep's knocking now. Good night everyone... erm. Good morning to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-3587861857931053747?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/3587861857931053747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=3587861857931053747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3587861857931053747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3587861857931053747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/09/captains-log-still-here-still-awake.html' title='captain&apos;s log : still here. still awake.'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-2708006183654011860</id><published>2011-09-05T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T15:04:54.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : on your marks</title><content type='html'>I just got home from our last minute camping. My break is officially over and I'm about to head back to business. Wow. Three months of no day off. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/paper.gif"&gt; Will I survive? I will. I'm not that worried anymore. My next break would be the Christmas break. Can't wait for it. It's the -ber months already, right? It's so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was lying on my bed, I was thinking if I were to take a hiatus here. But no, I'm not taking any hiatus. I have great feeling that there'd be loads of stuff to write about. So there won't be a hiatus. It's been a quick break for me, just a month of break, but I've been able to do a lot of personal stuff. It's also my reason why I haven't been able to make updates, but I will go back working on the fansite because writing here is an outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here on, the journey starts again. I am writing right now to record what that I feel peaceful. Let me change into my work uniform and get everything started. Another chapter is about to unfold and I hope everyone reaches their own happy ending for this chapter. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/dance.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-2708006183654011860?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/2708006183654011860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=2708006183654011860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2708006183654011860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2708006183654011860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/09/captains-log-on-your-marks.html' title='captain&apos;s log : on your marks'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_paper.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-5960804426389689989</id><published>2011-08-15T04:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T05:04:57.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : summer summer don't go away... yet.</title><content type='html'>We're on the third week of August. EEEK! Please, summer! Don't end yet! Keep away September! I'm going to tell you how my schedule would look like for my fall term. Monday, I'd be working in the evening. Tuesday, I have class on the morning and work in the evening. Wednesday, I have classes on programming in the evening -- 3 straight hours of boredom. *groans* Thursday, I have classes in the morning. Friday, I have lab. Saturday, I have work in the morning til evening and drum practice afterwards. Sunday, I go to church as a Sunday school teacher and then I play drums. So you can tell, this home-body is going to be away from home for a while. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emoteekons/charm.gif" /&gt; Aaagh. I'm telling myself to see how the first week would feel like. Lectures end on November. Come what may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking in downtown in the morning last Friday. I went to grab my citizenship card, afterwards, I was feeling hungry. I wanted to get some breakfast first before coming home. On the pavement, I found these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/fries.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets in Winnipeg are so clean that people choose to eat their fries on the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of summer time. I've been able to relax. But I still want to publish those proposed fansites, but I'm still making my research what type of fansite it would be. There's a lot of work that needs to be done here in Blog Hina, so I can't just make that jump. I've been able to do that before though. I wonder if I'm getting old. Is 23 old? Everyone gets the same 24 hours anyway. So my priorities just changed. *Somewhere Only We Know by Keane starts playing in my head*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-5960804426389689989?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/5960804426389689989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=5960804426389689989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5960804426389689989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5960804426389689989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/08/captains-blog-summer-summer-dont-go.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : summer summer don&apos;t go away... yet.'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emoteekons/th_charm.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-1931817080340279058</id><published>2011-07-22T15:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T19:00:41.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : bump</title><content type='html'>I caught a summer cold. The airconditioner's been unforgiving. It's really cold in my room, but when I go outside for work, the temperature's 35C. It's been like that for the past days. It's hot outside and it's cold inside the house. I've had my body juggle bipolar temperatures. It's a cold. But I never knew I'd be so happy to catch it. I just stayed in bed until 3pm. I was planning to sleep all day, but I felt I'd be wasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my summer is spent on writing. I've made a promise to myself that I would keep writing on my novels -- at least 6 chapters for each novel. And I'm making some good progress. People don't know that I have a fear of writing. Perhaps, I am considered one of those closet writers. This is one of the reasons why I don't directly advertise my websites / blogs. Although, I get the fun in writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fear of writing is not really a fear as in 'trembling' nor involves 'gnashing of teeth', it's more like thorough hesitation or procrastination to write. Maybe I don't want to be criticized -- there's that too. Or maybe I can't handle the pressure in writing a story. If I'm to become a novelist, I have to learn how to withstand the criticisms and the pressure. It's no easy task, but since I'm already here writing and had written, I've already enrolled in the learning process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's frustrating to have your words escape you when you're dying to write. Writer's block comes and goes. However, this sad truth also applies to inspiration; I wish inspiration would come more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my writing comes from the polar opposites of happiness and sadness. Whenever I'm in cloud 9, I write. Whenever I feel like crap, I write. It's hard to write when I feel 'like whatever'. I still write when I feel like meh, but 'meh' comes out as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. It's time to register for my courses again. Sigh again. I don't have any idea what to do. I'm undecided what I should do whether to drop my job and register for more subjects or I'd continue as a student-worker. I can't decide that in one day. I'll just pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July's almost over. Nooo! Wow. This is really fast. I can't keep up. I don't know if it's a good thing or not, but come August, I must grab my opportunity to go traveling. Let's do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-1931817080340279058?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/1931817080340279058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=1931817080340279058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/1931817080340279058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/1931817080340279058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/07/captains-blog-bump.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : bump'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-2942624106282685006</id><published>2011-07-15T07:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T18:10:39.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : face on the desk</title><content type='html'>I'm on a slump. I don't know if it's because I'm tired, if it's writer's block, if I'm burned out or if it's my fear of writing. But the obligations and appointments are driving me nuts. I can't truly find some time for myself and do the things that I've been wanting to do. Before me is the painful truth that there will always be something that needs to be done; I'm needed for something here and I'm needed for something there. Ugh, I just need to be away. I promised myself I won't waste the summer because I'm not ready for another 10 months of school yet. I've lost 10 months worth of sleep, so I'm still trying to catch the Zs even if I sleep all day. Yeah, so maybe I'm still cranky for sleep. That's all. If there's the chance to sleep, I'm taking it. I'm hoping I could swing my momentum towards inspiration asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;update&lt;/span&gt;: currently planning how to add the next 'significant' addition to Blog Hina or Love Hina Project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-2942624106282685006?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/2942624106282685006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=2942624106282685006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2942624106282685006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2942624106282685006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/07/captains-blog-face-on-desk.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : face on the desk'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6990485332025170907</id><published>2011-06-30T10:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T16:58:40.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : a shout to the summer!</title><content type='html'>Summer's here! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/smooch.gif"&gt; It has become an understatement to say that time comes so fast. June's almost at an end; I've lived more than half of 2011 already. To slow down the time, I've promised myself that I'd be doing a lot of things this summer. Augh, I don't even want to mention fall yet. Now that I've finished my school year -- FINAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLY -- I should just enjoy this break. It's the break that I've been WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAITING FOOOOOOOR. You can only imagine how happy I am. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/cry.gif"&gt; *sobs tears of joy* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/toall/peace.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm elated to go back into my writing mode. I've been thoroughly occupied with other obligations. I have a great feeling that my academic year wrapped up pretty well. The ups and downs, the exhaustion and the inspiration, the sweat and tears, my first school year was a COMPLETE experience for me. And I'm grateful. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/yes.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog updates are a Go! But what do you guys plan to do this summer? I hope you have a productive and a fun-filled summer too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6990485332025170907?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6990485332025170907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6990485332025170907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6990485332025170907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6990485332025170907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/06/captains-blog-shout-to-summer.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : a shout to the summer!'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_smooch.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-2214408253129821787</id><published>2011-06-03T09:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:30:20.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : summer planning</title><content type='html'>It's June? Wow. Half of the year passed by already. When I greeted my roommate a happy birthday, he replied that indeed time goes by so fast. Imagine that, another 6 months and we're back to Christmas. However, before I forget, there's about 18 days left until summer comes! And there's about 4 weeks left before my Business finals again! After that, A SUMMER OF LAZY LIVING ENSUES! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/sleep.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only imagine how eager I am for my break. I'm not supposed to be in the university this spring. But since I dropped a subject during the winter term, I had to make it up so I wouldn't fall behind. So far so good. I just got an A from my midterm. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/smooch.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer's going to be hyper sweet for me. 1000x Sweeter than aspartame, it's toxic. I mean, I've lost 10 months worth of sleep. So when summer comes, I'll be super busy sleeping. If not, my schedule will be hectic from all the road trips and camping. I'm trying to convince my younger cousin that we go on a road trip. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/shake.gif"&gt; If there's anything else, I'll be too focused on playing games. Sadly, I won't have much free time this summer. Too bad. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. It's just wishful thinking. I'll still be working this summer. It's the only season I can save. Anyway, I'll pick a shift that's something light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several project scheduled to complete before summer ends. That's because when fall comes, I would absolutely have minimal time to spend on personal projects like writing my novel, blogging, drawing and running my websites. ALTHOUGH my life becomes boring and monotonous when I spend too much time at school. And work becomes a drag too. Moreover, I'm still active during the fall; time is just the challenge and not exhaustion. Sooo... don't worry about what I said earlier. On October, &lt;a href="http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com"&gt;Blog Hina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://fruitsblogsket.blogspot.com"&gt;FruitsBlogsket&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://schoolrumblog.blogspot.com"&gt;SchoolRumblog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://mycircumstances.blogdrive.com"&gt;MyCircumstances&lt;/a&gt; will celebrate their 5th birthday! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/flail.gif"&gt; Oh wow! I just realized that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-2214408253129821787?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/2214408253129821787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=2214408253129821787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2214408253129821787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2214408253129821787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/06/captains-blog-summer-planning.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : summer planning'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_sleep.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-278487029163577227</id><published>2011-05-13T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:04:36.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : season of change</title><content type='html'>I had the lazy song playing over and over inside my head. It was 3 in the afternoon. I was getting ready for work. This past week, I've been struggling to get up from bed. It may be the season. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/fall.gif" /&gt; The season is unpredictable. It's late spring and we're still on the single digit temperature. Today, my mom woke me up to light up the furnace because it was really cold inside. She wasn't kidding. I got sick this past Tuesday. I got sick from the cold temperature. I just didn't want to leave my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather this month has been like a fickle girl who can't choose who to go with for her prom night. It's either the hot guy or the cool guy. Maybe someone dry? Or maybe someone misty? I don't know. One day it's hot. The next day it's cold. It would rain and the wind would be chilly. Then the sun would come up sweltering and make me wonder why I brought a jacket. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/sweat.gif" /&gt; Unpredictable to a new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday nights. Have I forgotten that Friday is my only rest day? I'm bummed that my Friday's about to be over. I want to do more fun stuff. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/paper.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger hosting was down yesterday. In my seven years here in Blogger.com, this is the first time I've experienced such a long outage. It's really a good blog provider. It's easy to use too. And I'm not really upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results are in for my fall/winter and winter term grades. I passed everything. My hand was shaking when I was about to left-click the link to my grades. But when I saw my grades, I yelled like I just scored a goal in soccer with just 10 seconds left during the FIFA championship, then we won it. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/flail.gif" /&gt; My reaction was that epic. Now I just have to finish this course I'm taking and my first year in UofW then I could call it a pleasant experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related to &lt;a href="http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog Hina&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lovehinaproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Hina Project&lt;/a&gt;, I've just added Motoko's portion to the fansite. Visit her &lt;a href="http://kwartonimotoko.blogspot.com/"&gt;room/blog here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things may have been quiet for a few days, but I've been working in background related to future updates. I've found more stuff that I could add. And I have another agenda in &lt;a href="http://lovehinaproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Hina Project&lt;/a&gt; -- there will be a new addition to the site. So there will be significant updates this spring and summer. Kampai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-278487029163577227?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/278487029163577227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=278487029163577227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/278487029163577227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/278487029163577227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/05/captains-blog-season-of-change.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : season of change'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_fall.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4801999423893794680</id><published>2011-05-06T11:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T20:30:06.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : what starts with A?</title><content type='html'>They finally released my grade in my business course. Got an A. Woo. A-xcellent. That's one thorn off my head. Definitely made my day. Now that I have my A, I'm back to being a slacker! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/yes.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for my Stats grade. I don't know how I did in my final exam. I mean, I just crammed one night studying all 13 chapters in Stats. Don't try it at home, kids. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/paper.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember this old incident when I was still living in my old dorm. The hallway was very quiet because everyone was studying. Normally at 10pm, the hallway would still be lively like no one cared. So then everyone was studying because it's finals week -- or hell week. In my room, me and three of my friends were watching Naruto instead. There was still no internet connection so we watched them old-style-- the episodes were burned on a disc. At 3AM we stopped watching and I started 'studying'. Around 5AM we were wrapping up and asking each other last questions. Then we slept. At 7AM we woke up for the final exam. Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This school year, it's a bit different. I tried goofing around until midnight. Then I woke up early in the morning to do some last studying and headed to campus. The final exam was in the evening. I had about 37 marks worth of questions left unanswered. It was out of 100 but I'm not really confident I scored all 63 marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/cram1.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;that's one term right there.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cramming. It's not easy. As usual, I crammed for my business final as well. 10 chapters of reading material. About 20 sets of notes. I was able to cram and get an A. But I didn't study only at one time. It was possible because I was also studying at work. They say this generation is adept at multi-tasking. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/paper.gif"&gt; This is proof. And along the way, there were no problems at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but reviewing for a business course is different from reviewing math problems. It's hard to review math at work. Math requires practice. Don't kid yourself. The only way you can get better with math problems is to practice and to keep practicing. Like my professor says, 'you need to get your hands dirty'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/drafts2.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drafts, some drafts and more drafts.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for my college life for now. I'm taking the second prerequisite subject in my business course and I think it'll be a drag. Anyway, I've got lots of drafts. I took them out on my notebook and put em on stickies. At work, I also write drafts. Now you might be asking what I actually do at the office? Work or am I doing something else; I work. Simple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect all of these stickies to be taken off before summer. It's funny how I have these colorful stickies while I'm playing Left 4 Dead. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/dance2.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4801999423893794680?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4801999423893794680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4801999423893794680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4801999423893794680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4801999423893794680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/05/captains-blog-what-starts-with.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : what starts with A?'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_yes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-5319795397217688752</id><published>2011-04-28T16:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T16:45:08.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : Tadaima desu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/adjutantonline.gif" align="left"&gt;"Adjutant online. Welcome back, Commander." And it's good to be back. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/elvis.gif"&gt; I've finished my finals, and I'm just enjoying my week break before my spring term starts. Don't worry, it's just one subject. I'm not really obligated to take one subject as I've finished 30+ credits. I need 120 credits to graduate so I'm on the track for a four year degree/major. I'm taking a business course. I'm seriously considering a degree in business. And programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how's everyone? &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/jar.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned a lot of things about my life since my break. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/eat.gif"&gt; I've learned that having a part-time job + school is helluva lot difficult than it sounds. Especially when you have to save for at least $2000 for a school term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm about to write, please read carefully: if your parents are willing to pay for your university (I'm talking about having to pay an average of $60000 for your total post-secondary education), DON'T TAKE THAT BLESSING FOR GRANTED. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/smash.gif"&gt; Take the opportunity and thank your parents dearly. It gets me real pissed when someone doesn't appreciate the good things before them. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/punch.gif"&gt; And here's another bonus thought, if you have a part-time job but you have your parents paying for your education, enjoy your work. That job gets you what you want without having to worry about something else. That is all. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/strut.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not in your capacity to enroll in post-secondary, then don't think that your decision is final. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/no.gif"&gt; Take your time and probably work somewhere you want for a while. But don't set it in stone that you're never going to post-secondary. You'll know very much of your potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a break from blogging has made me realize that something is missing. It's supposed to be a break, I know. But I mean, after working, after all that studying, after reading the email, news and shoutouts on the net, I wondered what I should do? This can't be everything in my life! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/freeze.gif"&gt; It wasn't time to sleep yet. I wasn't in the mood to play videogames, it was already dark so I couldn't just frolic outside, there's nothing new to watch, I've read what I needed to read, what do I do?! It hit me and I've discovered another reason not to drop my websites: blogging helps keep an outlet open in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: try new things. Then ask a friend to take pictures of the fail and facepalm moments. Hilarious... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored. Yeah, I didn't know it would be really boring without having to touch my blog accounts. Anyway, I'm back. Winter woes? It's over. Finals? Done. Burnout? I'm passed that. Spring term? Ready for it. Ring the bell! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/star.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/avatars/mehchibi.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm back, let's get down to business.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-5319795397217688752?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/5319795397217688752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=5319795397217688752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5319795397217688752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5319795397217688752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/04/captains-blog-tadaima-desu.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : Tadaima desu!'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_elvis.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7699872018821583188</id><published>2011-03-20T18:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:38:09.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : March to April Hiatus</title><content type='html'>I've put a lot of thought on it. I've done some brainstorming in my computer, on my desk, and at work. I've also done the PMI method or the plus, minus and interesting. I've come to a conclusion that I'll be taking a break for the following weeks. But let me get some things clear first before I continue to write further. So please allow me to give you a couple of NOs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. I will NOT drop this fansite. *take note I am putting this entry on the following list of sites* Nu- huh. No. Iie. That's a negatory, good buddy. This break is not a discrete way of walking away and quitting nor will I be putting an adoption sign during or after my break. So being as redundant as it sounds, I will continue making updates, adding more content, and fan-material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. This break is not indefinite. I'll be back on April 26, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. I'm not exhausted from running the site to the point of dumping it. Are you kidding me?! I'm having fun. There's just some things that needs to be taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/avatars/idiotatwork.gif" align="left"&gt;You might be wondering why I'm taking a hiatus. There's just so much stuff over here. It's mostly work and university. It's the end of a term again and the FINALS are coming. I'll need time to study on my Math finals *they're brutal to the core*. I will be making preparations for my Business presentation and the finals as well. I am getting pressured to work harder in the office. I may be able to get the position I'm aiming for. And a raise. Wee. I'll need some time to rest. I need some time to assert myself. It's a time to regroup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the following websites that will be affected on my hiatus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/iconics/fbbtn5.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/iconics/ftp.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/ads/CYFLH.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/ads/lhp2.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/onschoolrumble/schoolrumblog/ads/srblogad-2.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/mycircumstances/ads/myc-2.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeelchobits/kekaku-kakuka/ads/chonegaiad.gif" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/hnc/waltzdramatic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fruitsblogsket.blogspot.com/"&gt;FruitsBlogsket&lt;/a&gt; | including the FB Shires and FTP (Furuba Territorial Project)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog Hina (CYF Love Hina)&lt;/a&gt; | including the &lt;a href="http://lovehinaproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Hina Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://schoolrumblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;SchoolRumblog&lt;/a&gt; | including the &lt;a href="http://harimacrossing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Harima Crossing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mycircumstances.blogdrive.com/"&gt;MyCircumstances&lt;/a&gt; | including the Kare Kano prefecture and corresponding blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewaltzdramatic.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Waltz Dramatic&lt;/a&gt; | corresponding sub-pages will be on hiatus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://chonegai.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Chonegai&lt;/a&gt; | Team Chobits and Team OT... are still on hiatus, I'm afraid more details below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pardon the shameless plug. ':)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I've said, I'm not dropping any of the above. Okay. I'll give you more reassurance why I would continue:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;li&gt;I treat each of my fansite as a WIP.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The FruitsBlogsket Memorable Quotes is not finished. 16 more episodes to go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Hina Project Gallery is not complete. Still waiting for episodes 18-26 + Special episodes + Love Hina Again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Hina Project has just added Kentaro's Quarters. Kentaro would be really pissed if I abandon ship right now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've just added a section of birthday reminder for Blog Hina. Making the Love Hina Project Worldplay a richer experience.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since there's a new addition to Love Hina Project, you can take a hint that there's gonna be more addition in the future. Fine. Motoko. There.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The FruitsBlogsket chirpy and the LHP weather widget are just too interesting to pass up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Season One episode recaps are still unavailable at The Waltz Dramatic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The SchoolRumblog screenshots are... missing?! wth. Where are they? *checks server... facepalm* they're not published yet. Sorry, I'll put them online on SchoolRumblog after the break.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At least two new sections for Harima Crossing are needed to surpass the beta/initial stage. Plus I like the name Harima Crossing -- if you guys get the drift.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's been two years since I stopped posting in My Kare Kano but I HAVE NO INTENTION of DELETING IT. I'm still getting comments from it btw. And I have so many memories too precious to make me delete it. Ahh. the 56K dial-up days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kare Kano prefecture needs an update to its design.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chonegai *checks last entry* uhm... yeah. Still No. *facepalm. THAT OLD?! REALLY?!* Go Team Chobits and Team OT. Anyway, the content is still there. And I'm not giving it up for adoption. Like MyCircumstances, a lot of things happened, a lot of adjustments have taken place, during the life of Chonegai.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I treat each of my fansite as a WIP. Besides, they're all part blog.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And my sink has a leak, the laundry needs to be done, Jog at the warm days of spring, don't forget the milk and your dentist appointment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not convinced? After brainstorming, the PMI method, and consulting with my portfolio I am interested in launching not one but two new fansites before the end of summer 2011. Type in 'ef fansite' in Google and you'll find Euphoric Field. Check the dates and you'll see how old is the latest entry. THIS one, I was supposed to delete. But it's official I will follow it through. Therefore, I'm announcing that I'll be launching an ~ef fansite -- The Tale of Memories first. I hope you guys like the ~ef anime series too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the second one? Hmm... I've already picked the anime title and the name for the site. In fact, I've already reserved a working HTTP address hosted by Blogspot. But I'm still undecided which host I shall pick. Since Blogspot is awesome *Thank you Blogspot*, I might be using Blogspot. Lemme give you a hint. It has something to do with Kimi----.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So expect the usual content: like character biographies, screenshots, memorable quotes, roleplay and MORE. And I'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. And another NO. I am not chewing more than I can bite. This isn't something that's too much to handle. Really. And you might be thinking that I have so much time in my hand. I LOL. If you are, then please start reading at the top again. I'm trying to explore my potential. Plus, HTML, Programming and writing are good on my resume. *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of it as an act of putting in motion on the matter that you like to do. Like playing videogames and going further. Drawing and having them published online. Playing the guitar and writing your own chords and lyrics. Writing reports and writing extra for the people or the things you love. Why would you restrain yourself from expressing your passion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be dropping by and will still reply to your feedbacks. Thank you for your continued patronage, for the hits, for your visits, for your comments, for telling your friends, and for your feedback. Thank you for the motivation and thanks for your patience. I WILL SEE YOU in April.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/party.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7699872018821583188?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7699872018821583188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7699872018821583188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7699872018821583188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7699872018821583188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/03/captains-blog-march-to-april-hiatus.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : March to April Hiatus'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/avatars/th_idiotatwork.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6051719143900755092</id><published>2011-03-12T15:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T15:42:51.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : the 2011 earthquake in Japan</title><content type='html'>A 8.9 magnitude Earthquake has devastated Japan. It's the worst Earthquake in the Japanese history. I'm praying that my relatives and friends there are okay. I haven't heard any news from them yet, nor received any email. I'm praying for their safety in Tokyo. Let's not forget that just a few weeks ago, a 6.3 magnitude Earthquake shook Christchurch, New Zealand. The recent series of disasters make me think about what's happening around the world. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6051719143900755092?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6051719143900755092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6051719143900755092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6051719143900755092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6051719143900755092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/03/captains-blog-89-earthquake-in-japan.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : the 2011 earthquake in Japan'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-8444613344063184820</id><published>2011-03-04T15:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T16:05:01.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : Really? I'm out of the woods?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/avatars/ngitingasonaman.jpg" align="left"&gt;Term test... done. Article review... done. Finally, I'm free for a couple of weeks! I like this. Correction, I will be spamming the like button. Wow. I can live like a bum again? &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/headphone.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny. I am so used to having so much work that when everything's finished I wouldn't believe that the coast is clear. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/paper.gif"&gt; I feel paranoid; there's gotta be something that needs to be finished. And it's ironic that despite that I loathe having so much work, after I've handed every report, written every test and finished every homework, I get bored. Hilarious. Time to party! No-wait. It's still too cold outside. I can't wait for summer. Spring's cold too. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/round.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When summer appears on the calendar, I'm gonna travel around the province. Or out of province if there's someone willing to drive for me. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/shake.gif"&gt; I'm working on a novel that sort of ties in with traveling. I can't tell you any details yet and this novel has been put on hiatus for two years now. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/whatever.gif"&gt; Thank the heavens I now know how to continue project. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/yes.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing. That reminds me. Do you know what you want to be when you grow up? I still don't. *Don't tell mom and dad if you're reading this, little sis* Or else, I'm gonna cut your allowance by 1/10. Haha. Such is the life of a youth. See, I've always wanted to work with computers. And I want to run a business -- via team entrepreneurship or a micropreneur. But I also want to teach. Plus, I want to write books along the way. So I just need some more time how to tie everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say, I'm working on my dreams right now and it isn't easy. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/no.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these times when the world is dramatically changing, tenacity, discipline and courage are assets. I discovered that when you finish high school, there's no turning back. Actually, I've finished high school twice -- I have two high school diplomas -- and I need to figure out my future more than ever. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/roll.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/kitsune-test.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If time permits, I'll be updating the Love Hina Project Gallery before March 10. Why March 10? Because of this: &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/sleep.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-8444613344063184820?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/8444613344063184820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=8444613344063184820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8444613344063184820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8444613344063184820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/03/captains-blog-really-im-out-of-woods.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : Really? I&apos;m out of the woods?'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/avatars/th_ngitingasonaman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-88673160842178900</id><published>2011-02-23T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T05:38:29.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : easy and liking it</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/me.png" align="left" /&gt;Got my drivers license renewed today. I can finally enjoy the rest of my reading week without a care. It's been pretty easy for the past two days and I love it. I had an easy shift *which is very rare* yesterday and it's also an easy Wednesday. If it weren't for the sour weather, I could've stayed outside for a while or linger around downtown. Before leaving home, the skies were blue even though it was snowing. And it wasn't really chilly. I changed my mind and set homeward bound when the skies turned suddenly turned dark with flurries pouring down like crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing I didn't have to work today. It would suck having to work under this sour weather condition. I remember what my professor said one time in class. Gloomy weather in winter makes people depressed. I forgot the name of the town where a number of people committed suicide because they've been having a very bad weather (always snowing, skies were grey, very cold temperatures) for months. It was a long time ago. I'm trying to search the internet to find out an accurate information about this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/feb23.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought the Sims 3 Outdoor living. I'm a huge Sims fan. From Sims to Sims 2 to Sims 3. But I'm not really a huge Sims 3 fan. For me, the Sims 2 is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of games I'm looking forward to playing this year. There's Dragon Age 2 coming up shortly, Battlefield 3 this fall, The Sims Medieval *looks interesting*, Silent Hill Downpour *coming this fall as well*. Of course my list continues, but these are the three games on the top. Also looking forward to the Nintendo 3DS and the NGP *set to release at the end of 2011* -- it's not even the end of the 2010-2011 winter yet, and I'm already looking forward to this year's Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;changelog:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://kentaroquarters.blogspot.com"&gt;Kentaro's Quarter&lt;/a&gt; is now online. Be sure to visit Love Hina Project and read the Bullet board for updates and changelogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-88673160842178900?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/88673160842178900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=88673160842178900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/88673160842178900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/88673160842178900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/02/captains-blog-easy-and-liking-it.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : easy and liking it'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-3176483671761337046</id><published>2011-02-07T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T13:58:52.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog: here comes tuesday again</title><content type='html'>I just read 72 pages of discussion material for Introduction to Business. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/paper.gif"&gt; I have a test tomorrow, then work afterwards. But day-off the following day. So it's going to be another long Tuesday. I've had worse Tuesdays, believe me. But I can't wait for the reading week. That's two weeks from now. It's called reading week because well... we read all week. *snort* NOT. Reading week, just a fancy to term to say no classes for a week. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/yes.gif"&gt; At least I won't be reading anything during the reading week. My courses don't have much to read since they're all straightforward. I'm not taking literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a longer day off. The sad thing about my day-off: since it's really cold here -- we're back to the -20Cs -- I'm hibernating. Instead of partying all day or all night, I sleep all day. I sleep all night. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/sleep.gif"&gt; That's it. It's such a beautiful story, isn't it? No. Really. When people ask me what I did during a day off, I tell 'em I just sleep. And they really think it's such a great idea. They're not being sarcastic. I ask them back: why don't you guys sleep then? In return, I get the usual answer: business, taking care of a relationship, work, drive around, you know, stuff that isn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wished that time would freeze whenever I sleep. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/roll.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's changed. In this world, it seems like everybody's running a race to be noticed. And it's leaving people numb. I'm telling myself to be satisfied with what I have. I do what I can do. If there's a need to do something new, I try it. But I don't see an urge to race to be famous. However, when someone enters university, there is this 'little' urge to be famous. Just a little. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/shake.gif"&gt; But mostly there's a bigger urge to be independent. It depends on that particular person whether that urge is something good or something bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up means you'd have to say goodbye to asking for allowance and looking for a job and seriously start asking yourself what you want to become. Because it's now or never and there's no turning back. Growing up also means new responsibilities and that you're entirely a brand new person in society and what you can do is up to your imagination. You're finally free from home. And chores. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/whatever.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be carried away. I still have a long Tuesday. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-3176483671761337046?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/3176483671761337046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=3176483671761337046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3176483671761337046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3176483671761337046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/02/captains-blog-here-comes-tuesday-again.html' title='captain&apos;s blog: here comes tuesday again'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_paper.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7371494400376197584</id><published>2011-02-01T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T20:02:26.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's blog : boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/girl-concept.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored and so I 'tried' to vector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I wrote some drafts for my sideproject web novel. Eventually got one into publishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n320/chosenground/teenside/strips/tbc-smilepls.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can be found &lt;a href="http://odreebloomingfields.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-lousy-smile-will-do.html" target="_blank"&gt;HERE @ http://odreebloomingfields.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-lousy-smile-will-do.html&lt;/a&gt;. If you're interested to read about my project called TO BE CONTINUED, its's just about a group of teens who don't know that they're writing about each other one day in university at a time. So their stories are inter-connected to each other. On screen is Tom and Odree. I consider Tom the Main lead for this project. Tom's basically a delinquent who overstayed in HS and when he goes to University he becomes a genius in his class because he's been a senior for a long time and basically digested a LOT of lessons over time - so long that he knows his way around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/depression1.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I was feeling for the past few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's all good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7371494400376197584?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7371494400376197584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7371494400376197584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7371494400376197584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7371494400376197584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/02/captains-blog-boredom.html' title='captain&apos;s blog : boredom'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-3666072117830611638</id><published>2011-01-29T14:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T16:34:29.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : the void</title><content type='html'>For the past two weeks, I've been feeling miserable. I've been feeling numb and I don't feel like myself. I couldn't find the zest that I possessed in the past. I am growing tired of what's going on in my life -- which is very sad to say. It's like I'm not in the mood for anything. School sucks. Assignments are piling. Too much homework. No time for myself. And work is getting to be a drag. Weird thing is, dayoffs are no longer fun. This winter's gonna kill me. I'm tired. I'm at a loss for words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Holden Caulfield. At first, I didn't understand what he was going through but now I know. I've felt like this before, but how come I still don't know how to get around it? I've burned out. I need ignition. Inspiration. My life has become dry and my mind is tired. I need a break. There's so much that I want to write about but it's 2AM and I have work this morning. Although, I don't want to go, but then again I need the money. There's so much things that bother me, so many worries that I try to ignore. I hate myself for entertaining my worries. Because I'm at the age where there's no turning back. Everybody's watching. And I need to step up and make my dreams come true. Because if I don't, I'll be lost and it will hurt. It's time to make things happen. If nothing happens. It would feel like I'm a disappointment. The regret will haunt me. Don't mind me. I'm confused. I have so much to ask. Such is youth. I've grown tired of what's around me. And still no satisfaction in life. What am I looking for? I don't even know what's missing in me. I'm depressed. I just want that zest, enthusiasm, energy back in my life. I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-3666072117830611638?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/3666072117830611638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=3666072117830611638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3666072117830611638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3666072117830611638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/01/captains-log-void.html' title='captain&apos;s log : the void'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7661691403609457787</id><published>2011-01-16T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:15:00.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : need more days-off</title><content type='html'>I miss the holidays. What a silly thing to say, isn't it? But it's true. Just when the New Year's day was over, I crashed. My mood crashed because everything has to go back to normal, you know work and school. Everyone's back to their busy-ness I mean business. Well, I don't want to go back just yet. I wish it was Christmas everyday. I wish it's my favorite time of year everyday... rephrase: I wish everyday is my favorite time of the year. I think I'm bored. I can't wait for this year's Christmas. Ahaha. I guess I am bored. Or I need a 'genuine' vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7661691403609457787?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7661691403609457787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7661691403609457787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7661691403609457787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7661691403609457787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/01/captains-log-need-more-days-off.html' title='captain&apos;s log : need more days-off'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-270237423878112814</id><published>2011-01-14T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T14:15:45.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : I miss you</title><content type='html'>You have no idea how much I miss you. I feel like I can't do anything in my life. I can't taste anything with my tongue. I choke each breath. And I don't want to feel numb. I'm slowly losing any feeling each day. I need you beside me. When will I see the essence in life once more? I need you here. You are my relief from this cruel stress; it's killing me. Your presence is the cure for my loneliness. Just having you beside me makes me happy. It's no joke. Knowing that you're somewhere near takes off so much burden from me. I long for your voice. It hurts to think that tonight will be very quiet. I know I'm trying very hard o put colors in my writing just to tell you how bad it is. I'm pathetic. But I just want you to know that I love you and I miss you so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-270237423878112814?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/270237423878112814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=270237423878112814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/270237423878112814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/270237423878112814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2011/01/captains-log-i-miss-you.html' title='captain&apos;s log : I miss you'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-8650108946078259169</id><published>2011-01-01T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T19:18:44.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>happy new 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/coco.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year to everyone! 2011 is going to be a great year. I just know it will. First thing's first, I'd like to thank everyone for the hits and visits, you guys are the best and this site will be all for nothing if it weren't for all of you! You've rocked my 2010 and please look after me this 2011 as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5th year of Blog Hina is October 2011 and so I plan to finish the gallery immediately. That's my first agenda. Maintaining the roleplay and worldplay sites will follow. But that doesn't mean I'll lay back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 has been an emotional rollercoaster for me, a lot of ups and downs. But I feel like I've learned a lot of things and accepted a lot of facts in life. I can't make a better past, but I can only make my future better with the present I received. God, thank you for everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make the year great. Let's start and let's not wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;changelog: &lt;/span&gt;addition of the song Underneath the waves by Hale to Blog Hina Radio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-8650108946078259169?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/8650108946078259169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=8650108946078259169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8650108946078259169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8650108946078259169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-2011.html' title='happy new 2011!'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-549425078632427167</id><published>2010-12-13T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T17:49:24.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : studying woes</title><content type='html'>One more final exam. The last one. I have to pass the last and probably the hardest final exam this term before it's officially wrapped up. I just have one problem: I'm having a hard time studying for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love computers, Programming without prior knowledge crazy learning. There's a lot of stuff to go through programming and I'm sensing that I might shift next year. Krr... I don't want to shift! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite feeling the pressure, I'm still here blogging. Really. I tried studying but the nothing is getting registered. The final exam is Friday and is worth 50% of my final grade. Not a big deal right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-549425078632427167?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/549425078632427167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=549425078632427167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/549425078632427167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/549425078632427167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/12/captains-log-studying-woes.html' title='captain&apos;s log : studying woes'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4844053518005534121</id><published>2010-11-08T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T15:19:27.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : free writing in the office</title><content type='html'>I'm at work. I'm actually writing at work. Don't tell my boss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm so tired. Have you ever felt exhausted after waking up a good eight hours of sleep? This is how I feel every Monday - sluggish. But today feels so different. Oh crap. I just remembered. I have a case document due soon. Well it sucks, because I can't do anything when I go home, I just want to sleep and I just wrote a 19 page formal report for two days. Maybe it's the reason why I'm looking to sleep at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three subjects. That's all I'm taking this term. But I feel like I'm taking seven. So this is how university life feels like when you have a full time job. Next term would be relatively lighter: I'll be taking 3 subjects, 3 day-offs and 3 shifts every week. If it weren't for my programming lab, I'd have one more day off this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy. I really want to sleep in the office. Aww... but I can't! I didn't bring my pajama! I think I'm just burning out, that's why I feel tired. Naw, it's just that 19 page report. And I think my professor only expects a four page report. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I just turned 21! And I still play videogames. I can't help it, I grew from the 90s which was the time when videogames were booming. The games coming out this fall look pretty sick and unforgiving! I mean, they're so expensive, I'll have to work overtime to afford them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of overtime. My parents with my sister are coming to the Philippines next year. I'm homesick and then they're going to leave me. Oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go! I gotta sign out from Facebook. my boss is coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4844053518005534121?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4844053518005534121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4844053518005534121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4844053518005534121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4844053518005534121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/11/captains-log-free-writing-in-office.html' title='captain&apos;s log : free writing in the office'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6553954102982815726</id><published>2010-09-17T15:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T15:33:25.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : on familiar grounds</title><content type='html'>I'm barely going on my second week and I find myself already writing two summaries, answering 100 questions of stats homework and programming my first javascript. Take note that I'm only taking three subjects this term. I'm a full time student and I'm also working full time. I'm swamped. Just 11 weeks to go. Make that 10 weeks to go. 2nd term will be relatively easier. I get another day off. But it's winter. And winter's different here. For me, winter has a big impact on my everyday life. I'm not used to it and things get pretty complicated for me as I only walk. The campus is pretty far from my workplace. I just pray for a not-so-cold winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was a challenge to me. I woke up at 8am and got home around 11pm. Justin Beiber concert caused traffic downtown and I almost missed my bus too. I was on my way to work and I saw a lot of female tweens and teens lined up behind the barricade. I figured they were there for JB, but still I waved to all of them. Yes. I waved at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I went home, I never realized how important my day off would be. I get Wednesdays off. That's when I really cherished and valued that day off. But I was too tired to do anything, so I just slept in instead of doing any homework. And now it's Friday, I'm blogging. I know writing here won't reduce the pile, but I like the pressure. Bartender! Another round of 4 hours of sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6553954102982815726?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6553954102982815726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6553954102982815726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6553954102982815726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6553954102982815726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/09/captains-log-on-familiar-grounds.html' title='captain&apos;s log : on familiar grounds'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7100281058310806338</id><published>2010-08-26T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T18:08:03.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : don't worry</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for my absence. I'm in a frenzied mess right now. And August isn't just the month for me. My childhood best friend passed away and my pet dog passed away as well. It wasn't easy. Anyway, I'm not here to make you guys depressed. I've been such a person for a while now. I better move on. I'm fine by the way. Despite my loss, I'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, August is almost over and summer as well. School is two weeks away. It'll be fun. Haha... ahhh... don't try to be funny. My class starts at Sept. 8 but mine starts on the 10th. I'll be in the University of Winnipeg. It's close to home and close to work. That is, if I'll still work in my usual workplace. I plan to work part-time in campus. My old work is getting sketchy. It's driving me crazy. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/smash.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been doing these past couple of weeks? Nothing much. Writing stories. Drawing. Playing videogames. Reading. And playing some more. I plan to go paint-balling and probably do an emergency camping with some friends next week. I'm also building a website based on nostalgia. I feel that my brain is running out of hard disk space and so I need to write it down before I forget. I lawl when I read some of my entries written back in the good ol' days. I intend to trip my memory into a nostalgic overdrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it's getting colder. Bah! Kimikimkimster is not amused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7100281058310806338?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7100281058310806338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7100281058310806338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7100281058310806338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7100281058310806338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/08/captains-log-dont-worry.html' title='captain&apos;s log : don&apos;t worry'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_smash.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6904503427742656436</id><published>2010-07-30T06:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:39:02.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>tell them I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/depression1.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way back to my room when my mom called me. After hearing what she had said, I fell on the floor with the whole world in black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am depressed to write, but I think the depression will consume me if I do nothing. I'm afraid I won't be able to smile for a couple of days. I honestly found it hard to smile. And I only know one pose when someone takes a picture of me; that is to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend passed away. I can't emphasize how close we are. She's almost my older sister and I treat her like family. She has been with me ever since I can remember. She was my best friend. From elementary, high school, to university. And when I come home from the university campus, not too often I see her, I realized how I was better having her in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked myself up on the floor and told my mom I'd be okay. But then I found myself weary. The radio played one song in loop. All flashbacks imploded. My heart slowed down as tears finally made their way out. I couldn't sleep and I had work the next day. 3am I was still crying and I hugged my pillow for comfort. Everyone was asleep. They didn't hear me crying. I didn't intend to show anyone. However, I think they knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years after I left. It was a surprise for me. Next year I was planning to see her, bring her gifts and probably travel or have a feast at home; I guess, when I come home, I'll go see her and offer flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved her dearly like an older sister. And things happened too fast. Does she know that I loved her? I know that I'll never meet such a person once more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take the lives who are dear to you for granted. Let your feelings be heard before it's too late. If you're reading this, just let them know; tell them I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6904503427742656436?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6904503427742656436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6904503427742656436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6904503427742656436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6904503427742656436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/07/tell-them-i-love-you.html' title='tell them I love you'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6733044340395182640</id><published>2010-07-22T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T17:11:15.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : looking ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/shoesgreenview.png" align="left" style="padding: 2px;" /&gt;I always find it fun to pull up a chair, sit down while I think of the future. It's a way of reflection too. In this world where it's a race to be noticed, it's essential to take time and think. It's a way of peace and retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure of who I am. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/shake.gif"&gt; But I've got plans. Yes, I do. To be honest, I can see my friends discover themselves who they are. They've finished their studies and they're now working full-time. I feel happy for them that they've made it. I can only sigh aside as I work part-time to study and go back to university. Yeah, last time I know we were classmates. Now, we're worlds apart. I'll get there to my destination too. I've got to look forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another topic, &lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com"&gt;Onemanga.com&lt;/a&gt; is going bye bye -- which isn't something that I'm not looking forward to. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/bye.gif"&gt; I love &lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com"&gt;Onemanga.com&lt;/a&gt;, it's a shame that I wasn't able to become a part of the community ever since I started reading at their website. Another Sims 3 expansion called Sims 3 Late Night is coming this fall. It's a reason why I need to buy a new computer because I've an old one. I'm a mad Simmer-- been in love with the Sims since... uh... The Sims. And another reason to buy a new PC is Starcraft 2 is nearly out this July 27. Just to give you an idea how psyched I am with the official release of Starcraft 2 -- I screamed like a girl when I saw the first trailer back in 2008. I guess I won't have enough for presents this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm still depressed about &lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com"&gt;Onemanga.com&lt;/a&gt; shutting down. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/cry.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6733044340395182640?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6733044340395182640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6733044340395182640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6733044340395182640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6733044340395182640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/07/captains-log-looking-ahead.html' title='captain&apos;s log : looking ahead'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_shake.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-1936816520553927434</id><published>2010-07-14T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T10:00:19.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : forked on the road</title><content type='html'>I want to read Catcher in the Rye once again. I just want to make sure I don't feel like Holden Caulfield felt. In Maslow's hierarchy of needs, I remember my teacher telling me that there are people who don't obtain self-actualization. I guess what I'm trying to say is: I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT TO DO! or maybe bored. Don't worry about me. I'll figure out something. That's why I'm waiting for the coming fall. I'll be a university student once more. I just want to study for the mean time. I meant study as my primary routine. Erm... I meant having fun and studying should be tied at the top. Earning money should be my third priority. What's second? Sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-1936816520553927434?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/1936816520553927434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=1936816520553927434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/1936816520553927434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/1936816520553927434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/07/captains-log-forked-on-road.html' title='captain&apos;s log : forked on the road'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-899949647666863928</id><published>2010-05-10T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T13:28:52.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log: with her touch</title><content type='html'>I laugh and tear at the same time when I think back to my elementary days. There had been instances where I cried 'Mommy' during the Flag ceremony. During the early days of my first grade, I couldn't keep calm in the classroom when I know Mom's nowhere in school. Boy, I was a cry baby back then demanding that Mom SHOULD be in the school premises. If not, wah wah. Oh man, it's embarrassing, I know. But it's true. She had to stay over from 9-4pm in the canteen doing nothing but wait for me. And oh man, I am such a little boy back then. *cough* *cough* *mama's boy!* *cough* Who said that?! It makes you wonder how such a little boy could get attached to her Mom like that. Love. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hit 5th or 6th grade, I started getting irritated whenever Mom appears in school. I mean, I hated it when Mom SOMETIMES bring me lunch, when in fact, I had no money to buy food. What a brat. Take note: she brings me lunch very rarely. It's like I don't want her near me at all when I'm in school. Nice, huh? Put down your knives, ladies and gentlemen. But whenever I have a school project, she's always the person I 'hang-out' with. And when there's a need for an advance in my allowance, sweet heaven, don't get me started. Heaven forbid. Just as she hands me the money, I'm gone. Yeah, yeah. I'm awful. But while growing up, Mom's very important to me. I knew that it'd be impossible without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom is at her golden age now. But look at how things are in my family. My Mom cooks three meals everyday. My Mom does the laundry. My Mom cleans the house. My Mom does gardening. My Mom studies. My Mom works. The list goes on. It's a given that she's tired everyday. But it's kind of cute that she still manages her Facebook. Despite her hectic schedule, Mom wouldn't be Mom if she doesn't give her attention to other people. She finds pleasure in helping other people. Mom is the eldest of seven. She loves my grandmother very much; Now, Mom takes care of grandma. She loves her brothers and sisters. If they need help or advise, it's like she's the first person that they go to. Moreover, people keep asking her for advise and stuff. And that's something that I look up to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Tuesday, something happened on my way to work again. I don't know what's all these dramas when I go to work; more specifically, when I ride the bus to work. When the bus arrived, the door opened and I saw mom get off while I climb in. She was a bit happy to see me as she made her exit and mom rubbed my shoulder. I noticed how relieved she looked despite that she looked tired from work. During those short seconds, I felt very humbled. The bus left while I watched mom go home and I thought, God, help me as I leave my mom's providence for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a burden anymore. It wasn't fun to see Mom like that. Still she doesn't complain. And it pains me even more that she doesn't complain. I don't know, man, when I saw her tired, I yelled at myself 'Look at her! You gotta take extra shifts! You gotta prep dinner later! You gotta--' That's it. Mom needs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wished to go back into the past? I did-- I wished, that is. I can say that I wish I could go back to the past and enjoy when mom solved every problem. It's when life was easy. No worries. No anxiety. No demand from society. When I was little, mom takes care of everything for me. And deep inside I knew that I was obnoxious and annoying towards my Mom. It's amazing how much sacrifice and how much time she spent with us. I can't beat such sacrifice in my lifetime. I could only repay her love and kindness in the future-- when Mom needs me to take care of her. I'll be there for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't how this cycle is supposed to be? Parents take care of children. Then the children will take care of the parents. Seeing as how Mom took care of me, how she raised me, how she spent enormous time with me, how she gave me what I wanted, how she showed me her love, I don't see an excuse why I wouldn't answer her call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my future self, &lt;br /&gt;take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-899949647666863928?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/899949647666863928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=899949647666863928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/899949647666863928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/899949647666863928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/05/captains-log-with-her-touch.html' title='captain&apos;s log: with her touch'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6306036536205693583</id><published>2010-04-23T14:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T17:59:30.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log: sleep sleep sleep.</title><content type='html'>I work in the evenings. And so I sleep during the day. But during my day offs, I still sleep during the day. I think that it's a fail not to wake up in the morning during my day offs. It's really simple: when it's a day off, I need to wake up in the morning. But I'm too lazy to wake up in the morning, so it's a big fail. I need to slap myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. My cheek is throbbing. I probably slapped myself too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of guy that could stay on the bed for a long time. Really long. I mean I could waste the day away just lying there. I don't find it boring, but I am aware that I am wasting the day. It's probably because I crave this 'alone-time' or 'lazying around time' or 'just do nothing routine' while the opportunity allows it. Living in a rush, well... it takes a lot out of ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have a list of things we couldn't live with. I think my bed's on that list. I mean, I don't want to start the day without having enough sleep. Sleep is very important to me. But I probably have become addicted to it. It's funny because I feel weird when I have to wake up early in the morning, like when it's Sunday; I feel sick or light headed. I'm having a withdrawal symptom from getting addicted to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6306036536205693583?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6306036536205693583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6306036536205693583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6306036536205693583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6306036536205693583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/04/captains-log-sleep-sleep-sleep.html' title='captain&apos;s log: sleep sleep sleep.'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6059768874174728142</id><published>2010-04-15T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:59:23.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log: what's up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/mentalblock.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6059768874174728142?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6059768874174728142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6059768874174728142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6059768874174728142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6059768874174728142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/04/captains-log-whats-up.html' title='captain&apos;s log: what&apos;s up?'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4370799163723972693</id><published>2010-04-03T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T18:28:21.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : looking ahead</title><content type='html'>Today's Saturday is a challenge at work. We had to stay late and I noticed we were the only people left in the office, about 7 people, when there should be about fifty. There's no choice because we were the only people fit for the job; at least there's that 'we-need-you feeling'. What made it a challenge is that, I didn't sleep. Yes, I had to work without sleep. The office was very quiet and it was obvious it was hard to stay awake. I could say I struggled to keep my sanity. But we wrapped up pretty well. The boss said the last three hours were amazing and so we couldn't just go home yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't my first going to work without having any sleep. It's the second time, and it also happened one Saturday. Has it happened to you that you wake up like 1 in the morning and couldn't get yourself back to bed? It's quite an ordeal. I tossed and tumbled on my bed but I couldn't find the sleep. In the end, my mind was so groggy, I barely could talk to my co-workers. I planned to write some drafts for stories at work, but it was obvious that my head was too tired to think of anything else. Usually I could write drafts while working in the office. But this time, nothing budged. I was already occupied focusing on work. Anyway, the experience is something else. I wouldn't say I recommend trying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without sleep- This should be old news. I mean, going to school without a sleep, going to church without a sleep, without coffee, without breakfast it's common isn't it? It's unhealthy too. Children, don't try this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4370799163723972693?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4370799163723972693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4370799163723972693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4370799163723972693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4370799163723972693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/04/captains-log-looking-ahead.html' title='captain&apos;s log : looking ahead'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-9042943903148860038</id><published>2010-04-01T17:21:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T16:55:06.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>news : Hits from March</title><content type='html'>and in other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/newsheadersfsudotedu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee scrollamount="1"  style="width: 280px;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:white;"&gt;total hits received for the month of March courtesy of statcounter.com: &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Blog Hina&lt;/a&gt; - 1503 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://fruitsblogsket.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;FruitsBlogsket&lt;/a&gt; - 8008 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/down.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://schoolrumblog.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;SchoolRumblog&lt;/a&gt; - 127 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://thewaltzdramatic.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;The Waltz Dramatic&lt;/a&gt; - 1752 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/down.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://mycircumstances.blogdrive.com" target="_blank"&gt;My Circumstances&lt;/a&gt; - 40 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://chonegai.blogdrive.com" target="_blank"&gt;Chonegai&lt;/a&gt; - 22 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; = received more hits compared to the previous month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/down.jpg" /&gt; = received fewer hits compared to the previous month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comment on FruitsBlogsket:&lt;br /&gt;I seriously thought March has been a bad month for &lt;a href="http://fruitsblogsket.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;FruitsBlogsket&lt;/a&gt;; I'm surprised that it managed to receive 8000+ hits despite the slow updates. Thank you very much for the visits and returning visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comment on Blog Hina:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch for the support and the hits, I am really happy with the hits the site received. It is really on a phase where the updates are slow. Nevertheless, I can say that &lt;a href="http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Blog Hina&lt;/a&gt; looked good in March. There will be more Love Hina screenshots. It certainly can become better this April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comment on SchoolRumblog:&lt;br /&gt;I can only blame myself for not putting much attention onto &lt;a href="http://schoolrumblog.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;SchoolRumblog&lt;/a&gt;. The School Rumble series *manga and anime* is finished. But the way Jin-sensei completed the series is left open ended. Which means the series has a big potential for role-players and fanfic writers. And which also means that I need to write stories as much as &lt;a href="http://harimacrossing.blogspot.com"&gt;Harima Crossing&lt;/a&gt; is concerned. This is gold! Thank you for the hits! Harima ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comment on The Waltz Dramatic:&lt;br /&gt;The Waltz Dramatic *my fansite for Honey and Clover* looked stable during March as well. Not much to mention since I put the roleplay section on hiatus. Thank you for visiting &lt;a href="http://thewaltzdramatic.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;The Waltz Dramatic&lt;/a&gt;, thank you for your support and your comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comment on My Circumstances:&lt;br /&gt;It has become hard to make updates on this fansite, *a fansite for His and Her Circumstances* due to the fact that and I am not really sure of the direction of &lt;a href="http://mycircumstances.blogdrive.com" target="_blank"&gt;mycircumstances&lt;/a&gt; (pun not intended). The manga is complete. And before I could continue, I need to know more of the manga (especially some chapters before the ending), so that further content can be added. This fansite is put on hold. But, nevertheless, thank you for all the people who has supported it ever since it was published in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comment on Chonegai:&lt;br /&gt;From my weird idea of merging Onegai Twins and Chobits -- thus allowing me to publish &lt;a href="http://chonegai.blogdrive.com" target="_blank"&gt;Chonegai&lt;/a&gt; due to my boredom of 2005 university sembreak. I had chickenpox that time, so I couldn't party outside with my friends. I was really sour because I had the chickenpox at the START of my sembreak. And I was only able to go out after a month -- the end of my sembreak. So yeah. Anyway, I'm not sure of the website's direction. This site is also put on hold. Thank you for the visits, purposely or by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the memories of 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, April 2010 is here! 8 more months 'til Christmas! *snickers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-9042943903148860038?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/9042943903148860038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=9042943903148860038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/9042943903148860038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/9042943903148860038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/04/news-hits-from-march.html' title='news : Hits from March'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/th_newsheadersfsudotedu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-2004636503907522520</id><published>2010-03-20T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T11:49:18.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : wharrgarbl!</title><content type='html'>Spring is here! Time to celebrate! But I had a different opinion this past Tuesday. On my way to work, when the bus stopped before the red light, I saw a man crying with his arms on the wall. He was wiping his face constantly beside the building and noticed that he really looked desperate. I thought what was wrong, but the people on the street were avoiding him. He didn't look suspicious. It's as if he lost his job or something, but no one dared approach him. I don't blame other people, it's just that why hasn't no one approached him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was running late going to work. I was also running late catching the bus home. At the bus stop, I also found this lady crying. I overheard that she lost her purse in one of the buses. The purse had something valuable inside is my guess, but fortunately, there was someone that helped her call the transit operators by cellphone. In the end, she found what she was looking for. I also hoped that someone might have helped the man from before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, I didn't waste anymore time but to catch up with my missed relaxation. Only I find myself reformatting my laptop. I couldn't give myself a little slack yet. It took me the whole day to make it running again. I didn't sleep and I lost my valuables inside, pics, Photoshop brushes, fonts, drafts, sketches, games, you name it. It's an Acer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is, it's back. But I'm tired and pissed of fixing it or getting it fixed. Backup your files, ladies and gents. It'll save you a lot of pain in the end. When can I really some off time? I mean, spring's here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-2004636503907522520?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/2004636503907522520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=2004636503907522520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2004636503907522520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2004636503907522520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/03/captains-log-wharrgarbl.html' title='captain&apos;s log : wharrgarbl!'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-1567650034392362083</id><published>2010-02-25T23:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T08:16:01.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : looking ahead</title><content type='html'>I really can't wait for winter to finish. I'm telling my folks that we need a celebration after winter. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/elvis.gif" /&gt; Although the winter here isn't as bad as last year, the windchill just kills it. Oh well, March is just around the corner anyway. Wait. What?! March is already here! Time's so fast. On the bummed side, I'll expect no holiday vacation next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/omg.gif" align="left" /&gt;Looks like imageshack.us isn't supporting anymore swf files for free accounts. However, it doesn't mention that they're not supporting it when I checked their faq section. It might be an upload bug on my end. I'll just wait and confirm at a later date. If they're not supporting .swf files for the free accounts, WOE IS ME. See those two? Yep. I'll probably split myself up into panic as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the limiting experience, I have an expanding update &lt;a href="http://lovehinaproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;for Love Hina Project&lt;/a&gt;. I've just updated the Log Hina Gallery and uploaded 138 Love Hina screenshots / images. Love Hina Episode 14 and episode 15 &lt;a href="http://lhgallery.blogspot.com/"&gt;screenshots&lt;/a&gt; are now available. Check them &lt;a href="http://lhgallery.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/kitsune-test.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently experimenting on a new widget for Love Hina Project -- namely the characters' rooms / roleplay blog. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/dance2.gif" /&gt; I find it funny to add and a bit interesting. I hope it fits into the scene. Expect to see updates towards the end of the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-1567650034392362083?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/1567650034392362083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=1567650034392362083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/1567650034392362083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/1567650034392362083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/02/captains-log-looking-ahead.html' title='captain&apos;s log : looking ahead'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_elvis.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-5692619695590236563</id><published>2010-02-08T17:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:06:46.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : shot blocked</title><content type='html'>I ran into a common problem for an aspiring writer like me: in comes the Writer's block! *yawn* So What else is new? There's heaps of tips out there to combat a writer's block. Taking a walk, driving or let someone drive and ride shotgun, dreams, a journal, spending a time of peace and quiet, using a pen instead of a computer to write stuff, lazying in the bath tub, and so on. Still I have this wall blocking the creative juice from flowing in my mind. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/dream.gif" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://kwartonikitsune.blogspot.com"&gt;Kitsune&lt;/a&gt; and I share the same problem. &lt;a href="http://kwartonikitsune.blogspot.com"&gt;Kitsune's&lt;/a&gt; currently traveling. And Traveling overseas would be the ultimate solution to any writer's block; I mean, there would be so much to tell. Unless the trip was boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't travel overseas. I can't afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to beat my deadline on SUNDAY! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/bloody.gif" /&gt; Time is precious!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-5692619695590236563?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/5692619695590236563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=5692619695590236563&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5692619695590236563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5692619695590236563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/02/captains-log-shot-blocked.html' title='captain&apos;s log : shot blocked'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_dream.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-1301017416443710832</id><published>2010-01-25T15:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:07:56.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : I still have it in my drawer</title><content type='html'>I have a new pair of drumsticks. They're a gift from my friends at church. Awesomeness. since I was planning to buy a new pair. But I really don't have the time to go and shop. So they really helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/pic/drumsticks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's funny. Even though that I said I'm in need for a new pair, I couldn't use these new ones just yet. It's because they're still in perfect condition. Besides, I don't sense the urgency to ruin their mint state now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have the Love Hina light novel that I borrowed from my classmate. Yes, it is borrowed; three years and counting. Sorry, John. I still have it. Don't worry. If we'll ever see again on the street, chances are, I won't be able to return it to you since I won't be carrying it that time. BUT if we'll plan to meet, then it's no problem. I assure you, it's still here and I'm not keeping it from you. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revamped the main Blog Hina page and added navigation buttons at the bottom of each blog entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LHP Gallery = Love Hina Project Gallery (It's my Love Hina Gallery)&lt;br /&gt;LH Project = Love Hina Project (Portal to my Love Hina Worldplay fanistes / microsites and my roleplay sites)&lt;br /&gt;Blog Hina = This page; or 'Can You Feel Love Hina?' website. Just Blog Hina for short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just click them. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-1301017416443710832?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/1301017416443710832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=1301017416443710832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/1301017416443710832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/1301017416443710832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/01/captains-log-i-still-have-it-in-my.html' title='captain&apos;s log : I still have it in my drawer'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/pic/th_drumsticks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4849779147932990657</id><published>2010-01-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:28:24.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome 2010</title><content type='html'>Here's to the new year! Let's have new resolutions, new missions, new hopes and dreams, new love, new losses and new wins. Let's have new stories, new poems, new battles, new everything. It's a new year, let's have a peaceful start, let's forget old grudges, vacuum the dirt from the past, let's start it right, make it a better year, make it great all around. Let's toast to this brand new year. Let's make this new year great. The start is now so let's not wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4849779147932990657?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4849779147932990657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4849779147932990657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4849779147932990657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4849779147932990657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-2010.html' title='welcome 2010'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-172421170536702602</id><published>2009-12-27T18:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T18:16:35.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : am I ready for another round?</title><content type='html'>How was your Christmas? Now that Christmas hype is over, and the coming of 2010 is just a few days away, I have this unsettling feeling that the good times must end. I'm talking about the end of the holidays. And when the holidays are over, it's back to business -- lame or not. To be honest, it's all great when it's not yet Christmas, I like the feeling on my way to Christmas day. Getting there is exciting and full of surprises. But when it's over. I can only sigh and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had friends who had a terrible Christmas. Terrible. They're posting stuff on Facebook that did affect me a bit. Like I wish I could've been there to at least brighten their day a bit. Isn't it the worst to have a terrible Christmas? It also sucks when you don't get a decent present as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When 2010 comes, I wonder very long what would happen to me. 2009 has been a slow year, blog-wise. There was just a lot that happened to me at school, at work, in my life. I haven't had the time to write. But in general, 2009 was a very good year. There had been the ups and downs, but where's the fun if there weren't any ups and downs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for this fansite, UPDATES WERE VERY SLOW. I apologize. I am trying to find out the fire that would light up a boom of passion; the same passion that pushed me to create this site back in 2005. It's hard to find it. But I don't intend to let this site go. I've said it time and time again. 2010 will be another year for &lt;a href="http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog Hina&lt;/a&gt; and its &lt;a href="http://lovehinaproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Hina Project&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-172421170536702602?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/172421170536702602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=172421170536702602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/172421170536702602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/172421170536702602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/12/captains-log-am-i-ready-for-another.html' title='captain&apos;s log : am I ready for another round?'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-8911493956828144175</id><published>2009-09-11T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:29:48.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : looks familiar</title><content type='html'>When I experience disappointment, my body shuts down. It's my weakness. It's hard to put up a strong front. That's why I've had such a lousy Friday. I don't know why I always feel like this every Friday. Aren't Fridays supposed to be cheeful? I can't make my dreams come true, it's what I think. There's this exaggerated tone to it, isn't it? But it's how I look at it. I feel like I'm bored or I'm burnt out. I don't know what to follow through. I'm stranded. My life's come to a halt. I don't know. Whatever. Has my life become monotonous?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-8911493956828144175?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/8911493956828144175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=8911493956828144175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8911493956828144175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8911493956828144175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/09/captains-log-looks-familiar.html' title='captain&apos;s log : looks familiar'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-292736845190983588</id><published>2009-08-20T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:47:15.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SERVER SHIFT</title><content type='html'>Love Hina Project Gallery will be down for a moment. The images will be carried on to another server.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;update:&lt;/span&gt; FINISHED transferring images to another server. It's all good now. *phew*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-292736845190983588?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/292736845190983588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=292736845190983588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/292736845190983588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/292736845190983588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/08/server-shift.html' title='SERVER SHIFT'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-165490843347747206</id><published>2009-07-16T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:48:03.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : 18 days later</title><content type='html'>Learning is a long process. That's an understatement. Learning is eternal. But I didn't say that learning isn't divided into stages. Which is why I'm happy to say that I've graduated from the stage of high school -- again. What will I do with two high school diplomas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't know that I would receive the Sam Steele award and the prestigious Governor General Medal. People say that the medal is beneficial to earning scholarships or money grants, at least. It better be: I don't have money and I want to study post education as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/poser2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us to my other business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been weeks since my last update and I totally missed blogging big time. Let's just say that things got real busy after grad. I haven't been able to properly take time to write, because I'm occupied with ginormous work. With that said, I got a raise! Woo. God is sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my friends in school kept saying that they're going to travel when they turn 21. Awkward for me to hear, since I'm already 21. No, I'm not old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said that they plan to go to Japan or to Vegas. I, totally, want to join 'em. I just pray that I get the money. I'm saving for university and an airplane ticket. And it ain't going to be easy. Who am I kidding? I wonder if I'll ever be able to save up to $5000 from here on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible. But it'll be a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/friend2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these guys suggested me that Vegas or Japan run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/formal1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you, Ana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/formal2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon, Patrick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/formal3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes to you, Amber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met some great guys and girls in Elmwood. I'll miss my short high school life in Elmwood. My life was fulfilling back there and I've become more confident with myself, thanks to the great teachers of Elmwood High. It's true, I thought that my mind was going to dry up and decay, but Elmwood made me smart again. It was a challenge and I'm glad I didn't succumb to my laziness, worries and the anxiety. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost forgot. The students made a promise: that we be giants in the world. So here's my promise: I won't let the complications, stereotyping, materialism, and all the crap in the world belittle me. I'll become a giant problem to my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/bye-elmwood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-165490843347747206?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/165490843347747206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=165490843347747206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/165490843347747206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/165490843347747206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/07/captains-log-18-days-later.html' title='captain&apos;s log : 18 days later'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7640062459922270633</id><published>2009-06-21T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:39:21.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log: a firm hold</title><content type='html'>I bought my dad a grill yesterday. I barely slept Friday night, but I didn't mind being woke up at 10 in the morning. Dad called and he was asking if I buy him a grill. and may I reiterate: HE WAS ASKING ME. HE DIDN'T TELL ME TO BUY IT. HE ASKED ME FIRST. And I know that for all the good things he has done to my life, he had the right to tell me to buy it. Instead, he asked first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO CRYING, BOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm betting I slept for four hours. Still I knew that my Saturday would be wonderful, so I stood up anyway. Besides, I also knew that I had to get my dad something this Sunday, good thing it's a grill. It's cheaper than a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course he wouldn't know that he's supposed to get a laptop this Father's Day. Don't tell him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's simple and humble. A lot of people don't know how smart he is. He's always helped me in math and physics and stuff and he drew me projects that were due next morning. He also taught my older bro. and he's waaay better than me in Arithmetic and Sciences. And people say that I'm good in Math. Hell no, I suck, and I'd usually cry to daddy when it comes to problem solving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore. He's taught me well as well. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's been valedictorian in high school and elementary where I barely excelled. I studied at the same elementary school as him and the same high school back in the Philippines. The teachers knew him.... they knew him well. Unfortunately, I didn't have the brain capacity like his when he was young. Sorry teachers, and yes, I'm his son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart man. Strong ethics. How I wish to possess thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has always been an outstanding worker. I lost count on the places where he worked, because they've been competing for his service. He worked as a teacher, engineer, project manager... erm... and more. I forgot. And he's bought a computer when there was no OS except DOS. He needed it for work. He's been doing complicated jobs ever since I can remember. Good thing I was a nosy snotty 3 year old kid back then, thanks to him, I was able to learn and use the computer using DOS at the age of 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's hardworking and realizing his sacrifice would always make me pause. I mean, he had made so many sacrifice just to keep our spirits up; not to mention keep us satisfied. Settling here in Canada, hasn't been a walk in the park and we saw his dedication for the family when he went home coughing real bad. It was still cold outside and we didn't have a car yet. Sure he'd take the bus early morning, but everyday he would still need to walk a distance and wait for the bus. And my dad is very susceptible to cough and colds. Despite the cold weather, the very exhausting job, the pressure of the environment and the weariness, he didn't make a fuss. HELL NO. He didn't make any fuss. I can't stress this more, but yes, not a complain from his mouth. He didn't complain how lame his new *starting* job was and he didn't say anything that would regret him from leaving all our good stuff in the Philippines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was already sick, but he was still going to work because he knew what was on the line -- the impression of our future here in Canada. I know, I know. He needs to work even if he's sick, because we need food on our table. BUT... isn't that amazing? He's not supposed to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is also the chauffeur. I've known him driving us around since... ever. Back in the Philippines, he'd usually drive us, me and my bro, from home to the university -- cars are expensive, and no one dared to learn how to drive between us both. Anyway, everyday he'd drive for hours to and from work, pick us up and stuff, and so on. Dude, that's dedication right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for games, oh yeah. He's one player. When we bought the Wii, oh boy. We had fun. My cousin commented that he wished my uncle was like him. He's still playing by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's also a bit lazy, I mean he doesn't go out much often. He also likes to eat. He said it makes him happy. Well, if eating and hanging around at home makes him happy, then problem solved. I'll say it's not so bad living a simple life-- not too many complicated thoughts and one can sleep easy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest thing that would always make me stop to ponder is his amount of patience. If I look back and see all the stupid things I did when I was young, oh man, I get pissed at myself. But not my dad. He's a very patient man and how I AM THANKFUL for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that dad isn't getting any younger. And yeah, he's supposed to be taking it easy. I mean, I don't want to see him tired. He's supposed to relax... he's getting old. But life here isn't simple you know. There's some close relatives back home that need help and we need money and we're paying this house and the bills won't pay themselves and there should always be food on the table and the gas prices are hiking and and... It's these things that really make me teary eyed and I just thank my dad for everything and for the way he is. He's truly a gentleman. I envy his character and fortitude. It's also one of my goals in life to succeed after him and become better for him, so he would know that he did a heavenly perfect job raising me as a son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, it's Sunday and it's Father's day. I've been convincing myself to call in sick today. To tell you the truth, I wasn't planning to go to work. And while I was on my desk, I kept thinking that BEING AT WORK TODAY WASN'T RIGHT. How I wished to be at home and spend some quiet time with my dad. I just wanted to be at home with him. But I knew that it wouldn't make him happy knowing that I skipped work. I don't want my dad to be disappointed at me. Because I know that he did a lot of sacrifice and dedication. And for that, I love him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear God, don't let him read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy Father's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/mycircumstances/banners/imhere.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7640062459922270633?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7640062459922270633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7640062459922270633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7640062459922270633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7640062459922270633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/06/captains-log-firm-hold.html' title='captain&apos;s log: a firm hold'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-9123438435825948483</id><published>2009-06-07T11:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:45:28.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Hina Project Gallery is up and running</title><content type='html'>I just launched the &lt;a href="http://lhgallery.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Hina project GALLERY&lt;/a&gt;. It's a work in progress but I've put the link already. Check the left sidepanel, or go to love hina project and click gallery. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/handdance.gif" /&gt; I've manually uploaded &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1944&lt;/span&gt; images and posted 198 pages on the site. I assure you, the updates won't stop.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also revamped the &lt;a href="http://lovehinaproject.blogspot.com"&gt;Love Hina Project&lt;/a&gt; website design. And it'll keep on growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a grim note, my laptop's still busted and I may need to wait for it until it gets fixed. Only after it's fixed that Love Hina project and the Gallery would continue updating. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/eat.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-9123438435825948483?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/9123438435825948483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=9123438435825948483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/9123438435825948483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/9123438435825948483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-hina-project-gallery-is-up-and.html' title='Love Hina Project Gallery is up and running'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_handdance.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-5329080869469777399</id><published>2009-05-16T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:30:56.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : I hate Vista</title><content type='html'>I got stuck fixing my network connection with a vista desktop and a vista laptop. I'm not sure why it's not permitting the laptop to connect to the internet, and I'm not sure why the Vista desktop loses its connectivity. Anyway, I was behind my posting schedule for today, and it sucks ass because my effort of fixing everything is wasted. And now my schedule's ruined. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/bloody.gif"&gt; I didn't come up with any solution at all. Oh man, I didn't have this experience using Win98 or XP. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/cry.gif"&gt; XP is still prime! I can't wait for Windows 7. Some people say it's out this October, some say it's out early next year. Anyway, I can't wait. I want to buy a PC Quad with Win7 on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;changelog:&lt;/span&gt; added Lights by Spongecola song at Blog Hina radio. Check lower right sidepanel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-5329080869469777399?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/5329080869469777399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=5329080869469777399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5329080869469777399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5329080869469777399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/05/captains-log-i-hate-vista.html' title='captain&apos;s log : I hate Vista'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_bloody.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6819503898220953248</id><published>2009-05-10T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T15:41:18.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : a lullaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/mothersday.jpg" style="padding: 4px;" align="left" /&gt;It was a quiet afternoon on my way to work. After boarding the bus, I slumped on my seat as I blew out a sigh thinking of the long day ahead. The bus pulled over after traveling a few distance. Then this boy and his mom boarded the bus. His mom put in their fare, the coins jingled, and they picked the seats in front of me. What happened next, I didn't see it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy picked up the window seat and he laid down his head on his mother's lap. Then there was just a flashback that reeled in my head. I did the same thing when I was little; I would usually lay flat on the bus and rest on my mom's lap. And believe it or not, after seeing him do that, I was crying a bit. I was wiping my face, and I guess the lady behind me noticed me crying. I don't know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was sad. I was sad to face the truth that those days are over. I won't be able to go back to my childhood, the childhood days that I dearly love. And being as a young adult, I guess it's also sad to know that the transition is now happening; at my age, I shouldn't be depending on my mom -- or even dad -- anymore. I am most responsible for my actions. No more asking for allowance, those days are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway to work, I realized that I had to accept this fact. My mom's getting old and she's no longer at the age that would come and play tag. And I also have no more choice but to embrace these days. And I tell myself, I should be thankful for her sacrifice, blood, sweat, tear, patience and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my mom. I don't say that I love her face to face, but I do love her. And I hope she knows that I love her. I'm pulling myself to say 'I love you, Mom', in person but I just couldn't pull it. She's amazing. She does everything in the house, without bothering to wake me up. Even though it's noon and I'm still asleep, she'd finish every job without asking me for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been disappointed with my mom. NEVER. How could I? Why would I? And the least thing that I'd want to happen is for my mom to be disappointed at me. I would never want that to happen. That's why I just swallow my uneasiness at work, where my job is so unpredictable. I don't want my mom or dad to know that I'm having difficulty working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's painful at first, but sometimes, there's some pain that goes deep and affect me. It would affect me to the point where I tend to be lazy and irresponsible. But nothing is more painful than your parents thinking that they've raised a disappointing son. I'm blessed that I haven't made them disappointed and I'm striving to do my best not to disappoint them in the future. Besides, my pain is nowhere near to the pain that I've caused them. I mean, it was a trip, a journey, a quest -- for the one ring -- for my mom to raise me. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if there's no apparent big deal about Mother's day, Mom, I still love you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/momsdaybanner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6819503898220953248?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6819503898220953248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6819503898220953248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6819503898220953248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6819503898220953248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/05/captains-log-lullaby.html' title='captain&apos;s log : a lullaby'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6765014937692723347</id><published>2009-03-07T08:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T06:03:33.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tribute'/><title type='text'>I will miss you, Francis "Kiko" Magalona</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/FrancisM.jpg" style="padding: 2px;" align="left" /&gt;It was all too surreal. I couldn't take it in. December of 2008, me and my mom were just talking about his fight against Leukemia. He was a fighter. Francis even posted pictures on his blog from the medical treatment. And then we watched his Francis M. video when he returned to Eat Bulaga, a noontime show, his home. I, for one, was happy to see him back in action. And it was then that I wished for him to keep fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;I look forward to the pain as I know my journey is on full speed ahead. I will not be bold to say that without asking a favor from you all. PLEASE PRAY for me as I undergo treatment. Your prayers, as always, have sustained me. And am sure the Lord will listen to all our prayers. To His will I submit myself.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-from the blog of Francis Magalona | &lt;a href="http://francismagalona.multiply.com"&gt;http://francismagalona.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two in the morning. I knew. I discovered. While I was delighted to discover that Quest Crew had won the America's Best Dance Crew season 3, my brother sent me a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis Magalona passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis has been one of my childhood bridges. He was so patriotic; he loved the Philippines so much. He expressed this love through what he did best, through music. He was named the King of Philippine Rap, The Man from Manila, The Mouth, The Master Rapper. He was one of my influences in the music scene. Not only did he rap and write songs, Francis was a jack of all trades kind of person. That's why he's my idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a photographer. He was a host. He was an actor. He was a scriptwriter. He had his own clothing line (FMCC - Francis Magalona Clothing Line), and he was also a producer. His work involved his love for his country and his love for the Filipino children. He motivated everyone through his music. And he became an icon in the Filipino Music industry. But despite his fame, Francis M. never let it get over his head. He was a very humble person; very Simple. He shared his blessings and he helped young artists and rappers alike to pursue their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/FrancisM_wide.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on my computer quiet. My delight didn't matter anymore. I just realized that a childhood bridge has passed away. And something from my past started to reel in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered running. I was playing tag with my cousins outside. Yes, I was in my Grandma's house. And while we were playing, I remember hearing "Kaleidoscope World" being played too -- maybe it came from neighbors. From then on, it got stuck in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in front of my monitor, I was in plain nostalgia and my hands on the keyboard stopped for a couple of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid none; border-color: #FFFFFF -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 0px; width: 90%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KALEIDOSCOPE WORLD - FRANCIS M.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="comearound" width="100" align="middle" height="22"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://img23.imageshack.us/img23/5343/kaleidoscope.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://img23.imageshack.us/img23/5343/kaleidoscope.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" name="comearound" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="100" align="middle" height="22"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(kaleidoscope.swf - 987kb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many faces, so many races&lt;br /&gt;Different voices, different choices&lt;br /&gt;Some are mad, while others laugh&lt;br /&gt;Some live alone with no better half&lt;br /&gt;Others grieve while others curse&lt;br /&gt;And others mourn behind a big black hearse&lt;br /&gt;Some are pure and some half-bred&lt;br /&gt;Some are sober and some are wasted&lt;br /&gt;Some are rich because of fate and&lt;br /&gt;Some are poor with no food on their plate&lt;br /&gt;Some stand out while others blend&lt;br /&gt;Some are fat and stout while some are thin&lt;br /&gt;Some are friends and some are foes&lt;br /&gt;Some have some while some have most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every color and every hue&lt;br /&gt;Is represented by me and you&lt;br /&gt;Take a slide in the slope&lt;br /&gt;Take a look in the kaleidoscope&lt;br /&gt;Spinnin' round, make it twirl&lt;br /&gt;In this kaleidoscope world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are great and some are few&lt;br /&gt;Others lie while some tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;Some say poems and some do sing&lt;br /&gt;Others sing through their guitar strings&lt;br /&gt;Some know it all while some act dumb&lt;br /&gt;Let the bass line strum to the bang of the drum&lt;br /&gt;Some can swim while some will sink&lt;br /&gt;And some will find their minds and think&lt;br /&gt;Others walk while others run&lt;br /&gt;You can't talk peace and have a gun&lt;br /&gt;Some are hurt and start to cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me how don't ask me why&lt;br /&gt;Some are friends and some are foes&lt;br /&gt;Some have some while some have most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every color and every hue&lt;br /&gt;Is represented by me and you&lt;br /&gt;Take a slide in the slope&lt;br /&gt;Take a look in the kaleidoscope&lt;br /&gt;Spinnin' round, make it twirl&lt;br /&gt;In this kaleidoscope world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's love in his songs. There's no violence. It's about Patriotism. He loved the Philippines and he encouraged Filipinos, young and old, to do so as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for your songs. Thank you for the inspiration. Thank you for everything. Kiko, we love you. God Bless and you will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis Magalona (October 4, 1964 - March 6, 2009)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6765014937692723347?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6765014937692723347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6765014937692723347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6765014937692723347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6765014937692723347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-will-miss-you-francis-kiko-magalona.html' title='I will miss you, Francis &quot;Kiko&quot; Magalona'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6678991947055181999</id><published>2009-01-29T08:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T09:33:26.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : the thursday threat</title><content type='html'>That final exam was brutal. Physics, huh? We wrapped up the physics final exam today. But I didn't finish all 27 pages of it. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/elvis.gif" /&gt; Shading ovals is a waste of time. I don't know why teachers prefer it that way. If their reason is it's classier than circling answers, screw that. And the way they want it shaded, wow... don't want us to finish, huh? Meh, I don't care much what I get in the finals. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/resign.gif" /&gt; It's a waste to rant on shading ovals too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was busy SHADING the ovals, there was an announcement. It was so quiet and maybe I got engrossed to SHADING the ovals, that's why I jumped on my seat when the principal buzzed. It appears that there was another graffiti in the men's room. Another threat, huh? I don't know what type of threat it is. But they need to come up with a better excuse if they want to cancel the final's tomorrow. Oh, how far would a student go just to extend the time before the finals. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/eat.gif" /&gt; They're kidding, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police will be there at school. Yep, they're going to have police presence inside the building. *Are they inspecting bags too?* I don't want to take on Friday or next week. I want to finish everything tomorrow. Cheese and rice, it's my friend's 18th birthday and I want to eat. I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow. On a serious note, I hope everything will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the big deal tomorrow? &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/no.gif" /&gt; Why would they put up a threat tomorrow anyway? The term's over and there's nothing else left. The vice principal called me today and he told me that they'll resume tomorrow like any other normal day. I'm over 18 and I can handle the decision and stuff, but my mom's a bit worried. Don't get me wrong, my school had a number of threats before and nothing happened. Pretty much, it's just kids demanding attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm having my last exam tomorrow, Psychology. Them kids should learn some classic and operant conditioning. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/paper.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6678991947055181999?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6678991947055181999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6678991947055181999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6678991947055181999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6678991947055181999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/01/captains-log-thursday-threat.html' title='captain&apos;s log : the thursday threat'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_elvis.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-9102680368029850344</id><published>2009-01-05T15:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:46:50.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : goodbye Christmas vacation</title><content type='html'>There's only one thing to show: &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/bye.gif" /&gt; goodbye to my vacation. It was short... too short. School's here. It's really too bad and I'm so bummed because I just found the reason to stay home. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/cry.gif" /&gt; I rigged up my computer with a new videocard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was screaming like a girl while playing Left 4 Dead. And my eyes grew - then popped out - during FarCry 2. Me like it. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/jar.gif" /&gt; I'm in big trouble because my mind's been too deprived of playing video games. And I need to go back to working... again. I've been doing school work and work too much and now that my craving bursted, &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/headsmash.gif" /&gt; I believe I'll have a hard time concentrating. And the English Provincial exam is Tuesday morning. It's already Monday -- 1 in the morning and I'm still awake -- but I still have no idea what to write on the damn essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say your provincial mark will haunt you for the rest of your life. I don't want that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too bummed after realizing that going back to school would be painful... for me. Anyway, after this term, I'm gone from Elmwood. I don't have any subjects for the second term. I mean, I'm done. I've finished all the prerequisites and I'm going to concentrate on making money this February. Wow. How responsible. Money for a car, money to send home, a new computer... and a car. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/punch.gif" /&gt; I forgot to say I need a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my in-car driving lessons by the way. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/roll.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay off topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone here playing Animal Crossing? Did it occur to you that your favorite neighbor just left your town? I found videos in Youtube of players saying that they feel sad -- some claim to have cried &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/resign.gif" /&gt; -- after reading a letter of goodbye from their fellow townie. Well, people do invest on their games, money and time. And in Animal Crossing, players can do different sorts of things and they interact with their neighbors as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't play Animal Crossing much these days. I was usually hardcore. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/whatever.gif" /&gt; don't laugh. I just pick up my controller and play for a bit. But if there's any reason for me to stay on that couch -- maybe farming some money -- then I go playing around 2-3 hours. But while playing, I've found out that there were some locals that I've become familiar of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my list of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAVORITE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;neighbors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roald - penguin with round eyes&lt;br /&gt;Rex - lion with freckles&lt;br /&gt;Carrie - kangaroo&lt;br /&gt;Bill - brown duck&lt;br /&gt;Blaire - black and white squirrel&lt;br /&gt;Fang - wolf. looks like a girl with a man's voice.&lt;br /&gt;Rosie - blue cat. notable in AC the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Cyrano - funny colored anteater.&lt;br /&gt;Lobo - wolf&lt;br /&gt;Savannah - zebra with nice eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Octavian - the only octopus I know in AC Gamecube.&lt;br /&gt;Olivia - a cat with a mole.&lt;br /&gt;Mitzi - another that I like to have in my town.&lt;br /&gt;Sprocket - funny looking cyborg road runner.&lt;br /&gt;Dotty - cute rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;Teddy - friendly bear.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky - a dog filled with bandages over his head.&lt;br /&gt;Maddie - a cute dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of them leave, my towns would be boring. I'm referring to the AC Gamecube version. I've several memory cards -- w00t &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/shake.gif" /&gt; -- and the damn Wii version only lets one town per Wii. Which sucks for a family that has 5 children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neighbors that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Ursula - I hate this big bear.&lt;br /&gt;Cupcake - a small bear.&lt;br /&gt;Cleo - a horse.&lt;br /&gt;Ricky - a squirrel with funny eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Chow - a pink panda.&lt;br /&gt;Camofrog - I got tired having this frog.&lt;br /&gt;Astrid - kangaroo.&lt;br /&gt;Anicotti - mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neighbors that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Tybalt - too bad my sister erased her old town. I could've traveled on her town and LIBERATED him to live on my fertile lands. Haha. He's a yellow tiger btw. Funny too.&lt;br /&gt;Samson - I'm curious about this simple mouse. Just two simple dots for eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Apollo - come back Apollo! Come back! He's a hawk.&lt;br /&gt;Leopold - him and Apollo left my town. This lion loves music.&lt;br /&gt;Gaston - a rabbit with a mustache.&lt;br /&gt;Bones - I'd like him to be in my town again.&lt;br /&gt;Chevre - a goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/roll.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. I just want unload a bit before going to school. Like I said, 2009 will be great. Peace on Earth. yey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-9102680368029850344?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/9102680368029850344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=9102680368029850344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/9102680368029850344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/9102680368029850344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/01/captains-log-goodbye-christmas-vacation.html' title='captain&apos;s log : goodbye Christmas vacation'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_bye.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7716180190560578042</id><published>2009-01-02T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:55:37.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : 2008 is so last year</title><content type='html'>Christmas and celebrating the New Year is different here in Winnipeg. IMO, I prefer how I spend Christmas back in the Philippines. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/round.gif" /&gt; I'll probably rant all the way. Excuse me. But you know, I just love the days when we spent Christmas back in the Philippines. How relatives gather together and laugh. How friends drown themselves in a crowd in front of a lively concert. How I sit back outside and just relax in a cool and comforting climate while watching giant lanterns make their lights dance in techno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked about this to my friend while we were in McDonald's. He told me that he got kicked out of his house. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/shake.gif" /&gt; I was surprised. Family issues. And he isn't the type of guy to make a mess too. It's far-fetched and I probably got affected a bit too. He's my friend and it's almost Christmas. And so I was thinking that he would have to spend Christmas away from home. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/no.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked how he felt, he wasn't sad or at least didn't look like it.  The very essence of celebrating Christmas is celebrating it with your family and friends. Family is still important though. Now he couldn't. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/eat.gif" /&gt; I told him that he could celebrate Christmas with us. He humbly refused and so I had nothing more to say. But still... &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/shake.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him how Christmas is so different in the Philippines. It's hard to convince them with words, so I told him that one Christmas, I'd take him and the others there. That is if I have the money. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/eat.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I totally missed my home country more when I went off telling him how the streets were bright and colorful during December. Such a sigh to remember. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/bloody.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the streets are bright and colorful. Lots of people walking. But not like a you're stuck in a tough crowd. I mean the streets are lively and the atmosphere isn't boring. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/dance2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like Christmas is the most awaited day there. There are Christmas songs in the radio, even on the streets as early as August. I think earlier than August too... And there was a point in my life when Christmas lasted until March. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/dance.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like the Philippines changes when December shows up. The air becomes comfortably cold. It's not below zero but it's something that really soothes me up. There's food everywhere. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/whatever.gif" /&gt; Random people who are having barbecue outside would offer you to eat with them as well. The town becomes alive during the night. There are lanterns everywhere. Christmas decors and lights fill each house like there's some competition in one block. The place just lights up and it gives out a happy feeling. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/roll.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you, I love Christmas in the Philippines, especially during the night. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/whatever.gif" /&gt; During the day, it could still be hot, because of our tropical climate. But night skies and the night temperature embraces me in a way I couldn't describe. It's something cold that would make me smile. And the skies look different too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food. I remember eating puto bumbong, a cake during Christmas, and the bibingka, another type of cake that I especially love. They're one of my favorites since I was little. Oh no... Sudden crave. *screams* &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/shake.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The market place becomes alive in the night as well. It's like a big party. The front of the church is one place to visit during Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone I know would visit the mall as well. There's a lot of good stuff there that are cheap too. The quality isn't compromised, mind you. Exported goods, branded clothes, shoes, furniture, electronics, yep, they're cheap in the Philippines and they get cheaper in Christmas. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/yes.gif"&gt; It's unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parties, man! Family parties, family gatherings and house parties from friends! Oh God, it's priceless. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/flail.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after Christmas, what else? The coming of the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More parties. Concerts. More stuff to buy. More food. And fire crackers. And did I forget to mention more parties? Haha, I miss my Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just different here. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/handsdown.gif" /&gt; My new home isn't bad. 2008 wasn't bad as well. It has been great. I had no serious problems at school. Work was slow. I've made many friends. I've had many experiences and encounters. I've learned and accomplished a lot of things. There were some challenges, but I solved most of them. We bought our new home. There was just a lot that I couldn't everything. 2008 wasn't boring at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a hopeless romantic though. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/eat.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have any New year's resolution(s)? Erm... does anyone still do new year's resolutions? I guess if there`s one thing I need to fix, I'll go and fix my sleep. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/sleep.gif"&gt; I need more of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes my favorite part. I usually go to the rooftop during the sunrise of the year and pray. Now it`s impossible since: A.) it`s freezing outside. B.) I couldn't climb our roof because of all the snow on the roof. C.) it's steep and I`d fall down because of the angle and the slippery snow -- but the impact wouldn`t be so hard, since there`s a lot of snow below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a habit of mine to meet the first sunrise and just watch the sun make its way. Then pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for a lot of things this 2009. I pray for good health. I pray for my work. I pray for my studies. I pray that my family and friends' would be safe. I pray for providence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there will be more blessings this year. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/handsdown.gif"&gt; 2009 will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2008. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/whatever.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7716180190560578042?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7716180190560578042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7716180190560578042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7716180190560578042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7716180190560578042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2009/01/captains-log-2008-is-so-last-year.html' title='captain&apos;s log : 2008 is so last year'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emotuzkyons/th_round.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6383084579951582037</id><published>2008-10-21T13:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T02:03:07.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : from here on in</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/grin.jpg" style="padding: 2px;" align="left" /&gt;Weekends usually spell sleep and more sleep, or something else that isn't school or work related. Well, I just had that kind of weekend, where it's not school or work related but I didn't get much sleep either. I'm starting to think that I'm slowly become a person who's sleep deprived. You know, a boring busy body. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 50th Anniversary of Elmwood High school will be held on Friday and Saturday. We've volunteered to play on both days. Yep, our band called Over The Top will be playing. We've been practicing since the start of school. I'm confident to play. I'm doing drums and I'm basically managing the band too. As the acting leader, I find myself in poor condition to lead since I don't know how to play guitars. I can't give advice or corrections to chords and stuff. So I just handle the rhythm management and leave the guitarists to figure out their problems to themselves. Some leader. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two band practice during Saturdays. One for Over the Top and one for our church band. Yesterday, my pastor has been ordained and I've offiicially become a godfather. I have my new godchild and his name is Seth. Saturday and Sunday were great and they were filled with celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad celebrated his 50th birthday last Saturday. He's a golden boy, wow. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Shiny.gif"&gt; And there was a lot to eat. Sunday, we went to a buffet and it was a long long time ago since my last time in a buffet. I was so hyped up and I ran like I was freed from prison when it was my turn to stack my plate. I was so mad at myself afterwards, because I got full quick. I told my brain to eat some more, but no. Then I convinced it to make room, but I failed. Some brain I have. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Paranoid.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/before-rf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/afte-rf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't wait to be an godfather again." burps.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress took its toll on me once more. I woke up early only to find out that I couldn't get up from bed. And I wasn't supposed to skip today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new policy in gym today. 25 flexible hours of activity. I don't think I'll be able to finish that before November 17 -- with all the holidays and stuff. Gym. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look at the calendar, four days left before we play. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Bigshock.gif"&gt; I'm really excited, hyped and anxious. I don't know how we sound. We don't know who would be there -- I'm pretty sure old folks. And I haven't watched our band play yet, like record our practice and watch it. The whole stage for the four of us, what a rush it would be. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Shiny.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6383084579951582037?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6383084579951582037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6383084579951582037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6383084579951582037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6383084579951582037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2008/10/captains-log-from-here-on-in.html' title='captain&apos;s log : from here on in'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-5693568136692450427</id><published>2008-10-07T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:02:50.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/avatars/lookup.jpg" align="left"&gt;It was a grand Tuesday. It's really funny because I wasn't all energetic this Tuesday morning. I mean, I basically slept all day and I missed school for it. Ever since yesterday, I was all feeling down. I don't know why. I really don't know. I was so depressed and stuff that I couldn't do the stuff I normally do. I'm not sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening arrived. I was able to change my mood. Weird. I took a bath and got ready. Apparently, we're going out for a movie. We went to the movie with my newly arrived cousins -- arrived in Winnipeg -- and auntie. There were 15 of us and we used 3 cars. It was fun. My cousins were driving. No mom or dad. No uncle or auntie, well except for auntie Del, she wanted to tag along and yeah she's new so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate so grand and it was really fun. I was able to get over some of my apparent depression. After that, we hit the movies. It was fun too. Although, we were surprised of the movie because it wasn't recommended for minors. Two of my cousins were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here I am. And I'm having problems for tomorrow. But I had a good time this evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-5693568136692450427?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/5693568136692450427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=5693568136692450427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5693568136692450427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5693568136692450427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2008/10/captains-log-machine.html' title='captain&apos;s log : machine'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/avatars/th_lookup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-3855486353369212958</id><published>2008-09-18T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:06:16.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>captain's log : september check</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/avatars/jeddavatarmanga.jpg" align="left" /&gt;My arms are so sore. I can't believe gym could be this hard. Or maybe it is hard because I've been out of shape for months now. I can't raise my hands and the front of my shoulders are cramped. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt; I should've taken easy with the push-ups. It's a clear sign that I must exercise my muscles more. This is ridiculous. I kid you not, I couldn't properly flush the toilet. I never knew that it would be hard to push that square button. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Bigshock.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is hard. I'm wondering why. Maybe because of my withdrawal symptoms -- I got addicted to too much sleep this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be fine for me. I got rid of my Maths and so it all goes down to English12. But how come gym's also stealing some of the limelight. Gym shouldn't be hard! I repeat. Gym shouldn't be hard! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's also Driver's Ed. Wow, I am so looking forward to my Beginner's license this November. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/happy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Blank.gif" /&gt; I'm going to have an interview this December. It counts big, and it's mandatory for graduation. All I have to do is state my achievements inside and outside school. It can be anything from volunteering to baby sitting, academic excellence to my power point presentation, etc. Since it counts big, I should start already. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Hina Project will be opening a new section. It'll be finished before the 28th of October. It's a necessity component for Love Hina Project. I'm also looking forward to finishing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-3855486353369212958?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/3855486353369212958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=3855486353369212958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3855486353369212958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3855486353369212958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2008/09/captains-log-september-check.html' title='captain&apos;s log : september check'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/avatars/th_jeddavatarmanga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6682000790264938328</id><published>2008-08-10T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : [insert adjective] day</title><content type='html'>Saturday is unbelievable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep early Saturday morning. 9 o'clock, they pulled me out of bed. I got four hours of sleep for a &lt;u&gt;full day's work&lt;/u&gt;: ANYWAY, 9 o'clock and my eyes are still blood-shot. I can see veins under my eyes. I was aware of the date, still I insisted to stay in bed. RESISTANCE WAS FUTILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's moving time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we've found our new home and we've decided to move this Saturday. I started carrying heavy-loads and furnitures, placing them around the house, *tables, sofas, couches, beds, mattresses, traveling bags, chairs, end tables and so on*. We had one pickup and we had a lot. In the end we made three trips. Fortunately, we were able to finish carrying, placing and damaging surfaces around 3. *oh well, it's our house anyway* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not done yet. My hands are starting to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Superstore and bought food. We went to Value Village and bought a keyboard that turned out nothing but crap and we can't have it replaced *wasted 6 bucks*. We went to Dollarama and bought hooks, some stuff and especially a paintbrush to paint over the 'damage' during the move. It's amazing how I kept up with the pace, and my lunch was just five spoonful of rice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body's craving for sleep and my room's a mess. My room's like an abstract art or a dumpster because of my stuff thrown everywhere. I almost tripped on my XBox. And I found my earphones that I thought I lost a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had casualties. My dad misplaced his expensive cellphone and I misplaced my cellphone that I borrowed from my older bro. Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6PM we had practice for Church tomorrow. The Bible study ended around 9PM. We went back to he apartment to fetch more stuff around 10. It's official, my arms were literally shaking and I couldn't stand up properly. It felt good. I can still go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being blamed for misplacing my brother's cell. Although, I entrusted my laptop together with my cellphone with to my sister. Yep. It's my fault all right. Good thing my room has a lock on it, I'm going to be strict from now on. All my stuff will be kept there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are ready for damage this Sunday, if ever I'll be using my acoustic box. But Pastor said to use the drums. I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've lost a lot of stuff during the move. I really think we're not prepared to move out of the apartment yet. But I'm sure the things we've misplaced will turn up eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sorry, I'll add the smileys later. Tired. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, it's almost two in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMING SOOOOOON. after I fix my room. and find that phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6682000790264938328?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6682000790264938328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6682000790264938328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6682000790264938328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6682000790264938328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-diary-insert-adjective-day.html' title='my diary : [insert adjective] day'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-2642248892058976155</id><published>2008-06-06T14:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T12:00:53.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOSING MY HEAD NOTICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/avatars/idiotatwork.gif" align="left" /&gt;Hey y'all, I'm still alive. Exams are coming up and things are tight for me right now. For the next two weeks, I won't be going online and I need to finish everything. Blog Hina is not going anywhere and is here to stay. There will just be a short hiatus and I'll be definitely back with some fansite updates for everyone. The hiatus will not be exclusive for this site, but for my other fansites / sideprojects as well. Here's my FINALS list and I will keep you posted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;- Foods Final presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;- PreCal Provincial and Finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;- Foods Final exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;- Accounting Finals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;- Applied Math Finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;- Chemistry Unit Test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;- Chemistry Finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Launch of TEENSIDE Chronicles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-2642248892058976155?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/2642248892058976155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=2642248892058976155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2642248892058976155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2642248892058976155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2008/06/losing-my-head-notice.html' title='LOSING MY HEAD NOTICE'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/avatars/th_idiotatwork.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6982334088092240150</id><published>2008-04-30T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : hold on! hold on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/zombie-w.jpg" align="right" /&gt;Yesterday was a killer day. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt; My brain died because I had two mind crunching, nose bleeding, hand shaking, eye burning tests. Alas, they've figured out my numerical weakness. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" /&gt; And it's not even the provincial exams yet. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really believe that my mind was exhausted after the test. This morning, I couldn't get out of bed. It felt like I was having a hangover. I wasn't drunk yesterday. I can't believe what was happening either. My ears were ringing and my head was twitching. I craved for silence and I wanted to sleep. It was a clear case of exaggeration in progress. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/smile.gif" /&gt; But the truth is: it's the truth. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I hate about an excuse is its nature. Have you heard someone say 'excuses, excuses' which sounds like 'ugh, whatever...'? &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Mad.gif" /&gt; What good is an excuse? I'm starting to wonder if an excuse is a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can't get to explain what happened because it sounds like a typical excuse, right? Worse, you become cornered where you can't even defend yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So what's your excuse?' Gah, &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Mad.gif" /&gt; I hate it when people ask me that. Why can't they say, 'what happened?' or 'did it hurt?' or whatever that doesn't involve an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, tomorrow's going to be one helluva marathon. Could I possibly miss school where I don't worry of catching up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just slept all day and they woke me up in the evening. I almost missed my cousin's birthday. Oh sure, miss school, but I can't miss my cousin's birthday. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Woot.gif" /&gt; Well, my body went back to normal this evening, so I was good to go. Besides, I just eat at birthday parties, unlike at school. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Wink.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there, my cousins were playing this online game. I wanted to play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, we don't have a router yet. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Whistle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to hook up all four computers at home, so that everybody in this house will be happy. And the world would become a better place. I want to play that game on my new desktop, because it's the right PC for the job. It's still CLEAN and not connected to the net yet and I really need a router so bad. I'm saving my money for something else, and my dad suggested the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's rich but I don't know why he can't buy me one. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Whistle.gif" /&gt; We just have a lot of expense, I guess. Better start saving still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;changelog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Blog Hina will start creating its own gallery and there will be a proper place for Love Hina screenshots this May.&lt;br /&gt;- Screencapping has been planned for my Blog Hina gallery.&lt;br /&gt;- Love Hina Project will transition to version 2 soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6982334088092240150?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6982334088092240150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6982334088092240150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6982334088092240150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6982334088092240150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-diary-hold-on-hold-on.html' title='my diary : hold on! hold on!'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4919968606297823822</id><published>2008-04-17T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : when there is stress</title><content type='html'>I just finished my Filipino 40S exam. It's worth four credits and I'm hoping to hog all four of them. BWAHAHA - instant four freakin' credits. It's a good thing I still know my way around with the language of Filipino. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/happy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it's about reading Filipino text, listening to the Filipino language, writing in Filipino and speaking in Filipino -- not Tagalog; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FILIPINO&lt;/span&gt;. There, it's bold and uppercased. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't hard - for me - because it has only been a year since we arrived here in Canada. But I wasn't surprised for my fellow examinees that were born here. I mean, they were panicking and stuff. Could I blame them? But I don't know if it's all right for them not to have an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look around the room while answering the test papers, (the writing and reading part) I figured out that they were having troubles. The listening part was easy but the oral part of the exam revealed the people who can still talk fluent Filipino. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Getlost.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reading, writing and listening parts were given on Tuesday. 3 full hours of ear-tiring, eye-burning, hand-twitching exams. But the oral part was carried out the next day, Wednesday, and it only lasted for twenty minutes. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipinos who recently migrated here have all the advantage to this test; not to mention garnering 4 credits easy; that is if one is taking the Filipino 40S level. If one is taking the 30S level, it's worth 3 credits, 20S is worth 2, and the 10S is worth 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin had a little hard time with the oral part but he managed to pull it off. I think. Yeah, I think he did pull it off. He's been here for three years now. I wonder if three years would twist my tongue not to speak fluent Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I didn't go to school today. I was sick. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt; [and the crowd goes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeahhhhhh riiiiight&lt;/span&gt;]. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Paranoid.gif" /&gt; No, for real. My head was aching and the world was spinning when I got out of bed. My arms were like spaghetti and I held the wall. I stood and thought about what was happening. Then I decided to sleep again and I woke up at 12 in the afternoon. My mom didn't mind and she was asking if I was feeling fine. I mean, I slept at 8 last night and that's really early. I usually sleep at 2 in the morning... do the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Math: I hate Chemistry. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Mad.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/chemistry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I hate is, I understand the formulas and everything but I think the solution from my teacher and my solutions don't match. My teacher has a method that I keep on forgetting. Or I keep on questioning it whether he did it right or I did it wrong. Shit-take mushrooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need halp! Halp me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Chemistry is still my waterloo after all. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Cry.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my absence, I was able to finish a lot of school work and personal work at home. Unbelievable, and I thought I was able to sleep the whole day. Well, I didn't want to postpone the things I WANTED to do for the things I HAD to do. So the schedule for my web-projects still stand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2008 - launching of Fruitsblogsket ver.2 gallery. by Kimikimkimster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2008 - first chapter of 'Stranded' and 'Started' novel. by Sam Wahn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2008 - launch of Teenside Chronicles. [webcomic and novel] by Noa Nimhus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2008 - launch of The Neverending Scrapbook and Something Else [e-novel, etc. Sam means the etcetera] by Sam Wahn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 2008 - launch of Yuu, Andy, Ai [e-novel and illustrative novel] by Sam Wahn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 2008 - web launch of Do What Eye Tell You [e-novel] by Sam Wahn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain is part of learning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4919968606297823822?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4919968606297823822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4919968606297823822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4919968606297823822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4919968606297823822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-diary-when-there-is-stress.html' title='my diary : when there is stress'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4396384510634862825</id><published>2008-03-17T16:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : my typical Sunday</title><content type='html'>Monday. 3:24 AM. Wow, despite the fact that I have a class a few hours from now, I'm still awake. I don't want to sleep yet. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot happened yesterday, Sunday. I've realized that I've been so busy and I didn't have the chance to watch the clouds pass by. You know, I know God doesn't have a busy line. But I wish I could say the same thing to me. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Shiny.gif" /&gt; How can I free up my time? What does prioritizing mean? &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/What.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to change habits. Especially when you've grown accustomed to those habits. What's worse is when you think that they're essential, when, in fact, they're luxuries. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/smile.gif"&gt; It's also difficult to pinpoint which is essential and which is not. If one fails to identify which is which, a sacrifice has to be called. It's the hard way to know whether that something is important or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time, it all comes down to learning -- learning how to handle work and managing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything was set and done [Church, groceries, withdrawing money from the bank], I came home at 4:30pm and I had tons of homework to do. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Mad.gif"&gt; There goes my Sunday's rest. I did half of it last Saturday, but yeah, there were tons of it. And here I am. But there's still one homework left. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it occur to you when you helped your parents buy groceries and they promised that they'd only buy a jar of coffee, but in the end, you've waited for two hours doing nothing but wait? And they almost bought everything inside the grocery. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Whistle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe coffee could mean almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of complaining? I just thank my Mom and Dad they're giving. I also thank my Dad for doing my homework. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Whistle.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4396384510634862825?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4396384510634862825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4396384510634862825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4396384510634862825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4396384510634862825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-diary.html' title='my diary : my typical Sunday'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6234991686764801478</id><published>2008-03-11T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : unusual turn of events</title><content type='html'>Wooh, finally we've been able to film our independent short-film called "A Rude Awakening." I don't know if that's that, and I'm not sure if we're going to film something for ourselves in the Winnipeg Film Group. If we were to film something for our own, I think we're going to have a hard time since there's only three weeks left for the course to finish. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/What.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about Filming. So how's your studies? Me? Neh, I'm doing good, &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Wink.gif" /&gt; there's nothing special to talk about, I mean. But I'll tell you something somewhat funny. We had a test last Thursday in Math. When the teacher handed in my paper, it was just a so-so score. After handing every result to everyone, she back in front with a big concern on her face. Then my eyes grew when she told the class that there's a problem: only one kid passed the exam. She didn't mention the name and I just kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, my seatmate was laughing and thinking it was really funny that I was the only one who passed the test. Come to think of it, this never happened to me before, &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Shock-Blink.gif" /&gt; neither hearing something that only one man passing an exam. Anyway, I have two huge tests tomorrow and I don't feel that confident: Pre-cal and Chemistry -- both are my waterloo subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about school. So how's my life? My e-novels are taking too long to write.  It's hard doing all the writing, grammar checks, brainstorming, checking for continuity errors and spicing all by myself. Oh well, it's a part of writing anyway. And there's really no one to blame but myself for taking up this challenge in the first place. So I decided to write something out that's easier and at least would satisfy any progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My experimental project called TEENSIDE CHRONICLES [under the pen name Sam Won] will be out in June. It's about the lives of eight teenagers entering university and their romantic / comedic / lively misadventures to graduate on time. That's basically it in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/tom.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;om Talush - one with the spikey hair. Tom is a high school delinquent who finally graduates to enter Rondom University. After years of repeated senior high, Tom perfects his first exam that leads him to a great deal of expectation amongst his peers and teachers, especially a girl that captures her heart, Nicole. The twist of fate pushes him change himself, in order for the good things to continue. And for Tom to know Nicole better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ric Brick - [bio not available yet]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;rika Brick - [bio not available yet]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;icole Petite - a sweet young girl who is rather clumsy and shy. Whenever she gets nervous she experience [sometimes severe] cases of nosebleeds. Her frequent nosebleeds made her anemic and narcoleptic. In effect, she doesn't excel in sports or any grueling activities, her attendance over the past has been excellent. Nicole also cooks like a professional, one might say that it's one of her strong points. She's quite scary at first but is really understanding, patient and just looking for acceptance of the way she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;am Sarah Michaels - [bio not available yet]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;saac Fossier - [bio not available yet]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;anny David - [bio not available yet]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;vany Colhart - She's a very athletic girl. Her athletic capabilities also make her flexible in dancing. In fact, she's a break dancer and pull off B-girl tricks. Evany is a kinesthetic genius but she has troubles when it comes to Language and Science. She met Tom when Tom saved her from a group of thugs in a backalley right after basketball practice. Ever since that day, Evany has been obsessed of Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the plot is simple, but its simplicity will branch out eventually. That's my plan. I'm doing a different drawing style with this project, I'm looking for a simpler way of its art, since I have to finish each drawing as fast as I can without compromising the 'quality'. Wenk, not that I'm a good artist or whatever. I'm also rooting for myself to buy a decent PC tablet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, my e-novel called THE NEVERENDING SCRAPBOOK AND SOMETHING ELSE [under pen name Noa Nimhus] will be out this July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to multiple problems from multiple fronts of his life, Karl Cayanan goes on a soul searching quest to search for answers and hopefully himself. While traveling for days, weeks, months maybe?-- Karl ended up short on supplies for his quest. He grew hungry and short on cash and his bike also broke down along the trip. Walking in desperation to avoid the heat and possibly death, he rests under a shed. Eventually, he closes his eyes to sleep. Little does he know that he's unconscious, until he was able to wake up and find a girl sitting beside him, apparently waiting. After waking up, he discovers his knapsack and his possessions missing. Just who is this girl? What happens to Karl next? Who stole Karl's stuff? Is the author crazy? Find out when THE NEVERENDING SCRAPBOOK AND SOMETHING ELSE establishes its internet link on July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Oh yeah, don't think I'm forgetting this fansite. No no no. I just need to change my priorities a bit. Spring break is two weeks away. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Woot.gif" /&gt; There'll be plenty of time to update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6234991686764801478?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6234991686764801478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6234991686764801478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6234991686764801478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6234991686764801478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-diary-unusual-turn-of-events.html' title='my diary : unusual turn of events'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-5384301041313676825</id><published>2008-02-17T05:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>the saturday that I've been waiting for</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/waiting.jpg" align="left" /&gt;It's just sad isn't it? If Valentine's Day just passes by without getting anything. Even just a simple greeting, or a handshake or a friendly conversation. I mean nothing. So how was your Valentines? &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/smile.gif" /&gt; Fortunately, at least someone said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Happy Valentines'&lt;/span&gt; to me. And a friendly conversation afterwards. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/happy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no I wasn't expecting for a chocolate. Hah, I wish. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Whistle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My February 14 was a passive one. It just flew by. Hm, not that I celebrate it much. For me, February 14 isn't that big. You can't blame me. Experience. All of my Valentines Days were simple. Still, the past experience didn't scar me for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, I do know some people who celebrate it En Grande. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/What.gif" /&gt; I wonder how they do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel bad if I didn't get anything this past Valentine's Day. But seeing how people get all mushy and extra 'generous' to their partner during Valentines, I think it's a nice experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Genervt.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shift. I watched a play last Thursday. Well, technically, I watched it twice since I decided to watch it again yesterday. It's called 'Twilight'. The play was written by my teachers. It's about a girl, who lost her memory, living with her older twin sister. She was an aspiring novelist who didn't believe in ghosts. One day, she found a story on her computer and, apparently, that story is about her life in the past. She denies writing it on the computer. And day after day the girl deletes the file, does some other measures so that the computer wouldn't start. This will prove that she's not writing about her 'forgotten past'. Moreover, how could she write it if she doesn't remember? In the end, the computer kept turning itself on and the story kept going until it sparks her memory back and reveal a dark past. I think it was an interesting supernatural play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the cast doing tours on other schools of Winnipeg, I won't be having Pre-cal for two days. That would give me a spare time -- at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had a free slot before. Sigh. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a grueling week. I don't have class on Monday. So YEY &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Woot.gif" /&gt; for the long weekend. It's perfect. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Woot.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/hits.jpg" align="left" /&gt;I haven't been blogging for a while. But I'm just darn thankful that some people keep coming back. I really am. Thanks for Blog Hina's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20000+&lt;/span&gt; hits! It has been awesome until now despite the lack of activity and content. Yet it still is awesome. Please keep the hits coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-5384301041313676825?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/5384301041313676825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=5384301041313676825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5384301041313676825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5384301041313676825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2008/02/saturday-that-ive-been-waiting-for.html' title='the saturday that I&apos;ve been waiting for'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7129706529139507521</id><published>2008-01-01T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:04.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>remember 2007?</title><content type='html'>2007 has been a fruitful year. I may not be able to write everything down today, but my 2007 has been a great year. I've had a lot of ups and, yeah some downs. But overall, I've learned a lot. I tell you, my experience has been a roller-coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I live my Filipino lifestyle in Canada, I noticed: Asan na paputok ko? I can't light an ordinary firecracker or a roman candle here. I need a permit. It's not bad really. I guess it's a big adjustment. Sigh, fireworks. I didn't see any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just how I experience 19 change of years. And I miss doing it. Although, I prefer to watch fireworks rather than handling them. It's really cold and quiet outside. And now I think I have an idea what New Year looks like here in Winnipeg. Yeah, I miss spending New Year in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my uncle Noel's house right now. We're having a New Year's reunion. I'm with my uncles, aunts, and cousins from my mother side. We laid out a simple feast. Yes, it might not look grand, but it's just right; better than throwing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 has been a good start for us, as newly arrived family. My dad has an excellent job. My brother is really doing great -- he just got married by the way. And my mom has been able to experience Canadian Work err... experience. While my little sister's doing good at school, I am doing unbelievably great. Yeah, let's just say that I'm doing really really really great in school. I'm really grateful and relieved. My current high school performance would give me an advantage after graduation. It'll be helpful too if I land any scholarship. That would help my Parents with my tuition in College or University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 is also the year where I was able to ride my first airplane; not to mention live in another country, see snow, feel very cold, speak English and so on. 2007 is a whole new experience and I'll never forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7129706529139507521?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7129706529139507521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7129706529139507521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7129706529139507521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7129706529139507521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2008/01/remember-2007.html' title='remember 2007?'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-5316836358543668262</id><published>2007-12-23T11:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T11:16:51.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/merrychristmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to take this opportunity to thank everybody who visited my humble website. Seasons Greetings and Happy Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-5316836358543668262?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/5316836358543668262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=5316836358543668262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5316836358543668262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5316836358543668262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-404910349363661889</id><published>2007-12-19T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T03:47:28.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+ server hack incident</title><content type='html'>My files just got deleted. Several fansites of mine were seriously damaged and I'm going to work full time to recover these files. I don't know if they were deleted by my admin or an intruder hacked his way to delete them, but that won't stop me from running my websites. My December just got interesting and I'll be very very busy tracking down who the perp is. Fortunately, I have several white-hat hacker buddies that could help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-404910349363661889?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/404910349363661889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=404910349363661889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/404910349363661889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/404910349363661889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/12/server-hack-incident.html' title='+ server hack incident'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-3711169925492945018</id><published>2007-12-15T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T14:25:36.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>+ total makeover coming up</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/cyf.jpg" align="left"&gt;This is totally unbelievable. I received a sudden note of goodbye from my server. It shut down and Blog Hina Radio / Love Hina Osts are down. I'm on it. This is the third time shifting my files to another server and I'd be really happy if this is the last one. Sorry for the interruption. Be back ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ makeovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHANGELOG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- as of 2:21PM, the soundtrack section (lower left sidepanel) and Blog Hina Radio are back online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-3711169925492945018?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/3711169925492945018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=3711169925492945018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3711169925492945018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3711169925492945018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/12/total-makeover-coming-up.html' title='+ total makeover coming up'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-3717720434451300675</id><published>2007-12-01T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : December, we have a problem.</title><content type='html'>Dude, it's just the start of December, and I already see a lot problems ahead. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Paranoid.gif" /&gt; First of all, [it's a shallow problem] so have you played Animal Crossing for the Nintendo Gamecube? Well, I accidentally erased the my town &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" /&gt; and now I have to start all over again. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Cry.gif" /&gt; My little sister got all mental and hysterical but I couldn't blame her. I mean, both of us spent quite some time with that game. And just like that... all gone. What's the moral of the story? Don't drink soap. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/happy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem. We have Community Service this Tuesday. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt; I'm not sure if I could make it. I've done community service before, but since I'm the new kid in the block, [not to mention, still having problems with the snow] I'd probably do something stupid on service day. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/happy.gif" /&gt; Yes, my inferior complex is not as good as yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another problem. I have a somewhat difficult school project that needs to be done. However, I can't help but feel guilty if we fail to finish it on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another one. I just missed work today. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt; [I'm dead] I opened my email at 2AM [after doing all the house chores, paper work, freelance work] and they were inquiring if I was available. I told them I wasn't, [come to think of it, even if I opened it earlier, I'd still say no... so what's the diff?] because, as you can see, I have SO MUCH to deal with right now. And it might've affected my work, that is if I worked. Good call... I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow up problem. I never miss graded homeworks. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Whistle.gif" /&gt; I missed one yesterday. Erm... I think that there's no problem here. But my classmate commented that I was turning into a bad boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? A bad boy? Tell me something I don't know. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Whistle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fansite problems. I was about to add another section to FruitsBlogsket, my fansite to Fruits Basket, when I found my videos corrupted. So, I guess I have to download episodes from the very start to finish. That would mean -- TIME. Although, I still have my Love Hina videos and I could setup another section for this fansite, CYF Love Hina. I am also thinking of renaming this fansite to Blog Hina. But I have too many outgoing links to CYF Love Hina. It would require considerable work to notify everyone that I am changing address. Holy-- I don't think I should do work just to change my address. One more thing: CYF Love Hina is still stuck! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Shiny.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also. I can't find time to work on my new project: work on two fansites for two anime titles. Still Confidential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least. I found something quite complicated -- money matter. I don't know if I should buy a new PC or a Nintendo Wii + DS. It's either a PC or a Wii + DS. BUT I NEED ALL OF THEM! I PROMISED MYSELF! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-3717720434451300675?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/3717720434451300675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=3717720434451300675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3717720434451300675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3717720434451300675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-diary-december-we-have-problem.html' title='my diary : December, we have a problem.'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7781618660822554115</id><published>2007-11-30T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : Nikkimaramadingdong</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/rosendale.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished this sketch of Nikki Rosendale, a side character of my project X. I'm working on MY OWN web-based project [not a fansite or those kinds of stuff]. There will be more updates that would be posted here.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7781618660822554115?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7781618660822554115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7781618660822554115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7781618660822554115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7781618660822554115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-diary-nikkimaramadingdong.html' title='my diary : Nikkimaramadingdong'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7075238443398660714</id><published>2007-11-15T12:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : order! order!</title><content type='html'>After transferring all audio files to another server, washing the dishes and finishing my homework, Blog Hina Radio and the soundtracks (check lower left sidepanel) are back online &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/happy.gif" /&gt;. I've also added 3 new songs from the Love Hina soundtrack: &lt;a href="http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/01/manichi-ga-otenki-by-yui-horie.html"&gt;Manichi Ga Otenki&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/01/egao-ni-mirai-e-by-love-hina.html"&gt;Egao ni Mirai E &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/01/winter-wish-by-yui.html"&gt;Winter Wish&lt;/a&gt;. I'm currently soundtrack hunting and I'll be uploading them here. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/happy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYF Love Hina will be supporting a new fansite for Ef: ~ A Tale of Memories. I've decided to make a sister fansite for CYF Love Hina. Ef got me hooked. So I decided to make a fansite for it. Remember, I said earlier that I'd be posting Ef materials here. I've changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already found a title for the new project. The working link and the new fansite will be revealed in time before Christmas of 2007. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Woot.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding Love Hina Project, I've been able to come up with new plots and stories for each character roleplay site and worldplay site. If given the time, I will also be renovating Love Hina Project, just like I've redesigned each &lt;a href="http://fruitsblogsket.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fruitsblogsket Blog&lt;/a&gt;. So here's my agenda for CYF Love Hina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) more soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;2.) screenshots&lt;br /&gt;3.) continue character roleplay and worldplay (Love Hina Project)&lt;br /&gt;4.) new design?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really concerned with the screenshots. Taking screenshots takes time. But it won't be necessarily bad because it would keep this site alive (keep it going). Demanding more space for one's website means that website is growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always laugh out loud whenever this thought pops out in my mind: I don't have manual help with my site. I am a one man team, ahahahay... plus I have other sideprojects, such as fansites e-novel sites, and personal websites, waiting for me at the other side of the web. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt; So yeah, I have a simple kind of life. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7075238443398660714?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7075238443398660714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7075238443398660714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7075238443398660714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7075238443398660714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-diary-order-order.html' title='my diary : order! order!'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7040703741514605157</id><published>2007-11-11T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : tadaima!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emoticons/wathapend.gif" align="left" /&gt;What in the world happened? Sorry for the long delay. I've been tangled with work and more work, studies and more studies, &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt; that's why I wasn't able to give any update. There were also personal matters not worth mentioning that made me put CYF Love Hina on hiatus. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Whistle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Shiny.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the first order of business, CYF Love Hina won't be posting Love Hina stuff. Instead, I'll be using this fansite to review the anime ef ~ A Tale of Memories ~. It's a new anime about several characters and their 'euphoric life amidst the romance'. I find ef interesting. [further detail next time] &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" /&gt; You'll find screenshots, a summary of each episode and my thoughts from each episode in the future, here on CYF Love Hina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, there will still be new Love Hina stuff. I'm on it too. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Shiny.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to go to the doctor yesterday. I told him that I had a cough for weeks that needs to go away like the rainy day. I also told him that winter's coming, and I still haven't been able to fully recover from my cough yet...  and here comes the common cold joining the fray. It's really annoying and I couldn't work properly. He gave a simple medicine -- I'm glad my 'sickness' isn't something complicated -- nothing like Robitussin can't handle. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Shiny.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Kuya Jason and Ate Stephanie's wedding was yesterday as well. At first, I decided to stay at home and rest. But since they came to our house during my birthday celebration [sort of, I'll explain later], I found it embarrassing not to come to their wedding celebration. So I pushed myself to go out in the bitter cold with my common cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/weddingsmall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(left to right) a lamer, Ate Marie and Kuya Marvin&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived, there was no reserved seat for me. Ahahay... good thing, my younger cousin was at work yesterday. I just used his seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okei, I'll explain why it was sort of a birthday celebration [even though October is so yestermonth]. It was Sunday. I had to wake up early [about 8AM] to go to work. Yep, I had work last October 28. [my birthday's on the 29th and my Mom decided to move my birthday to 28. She did gave birth to me so she could move my birthday whenever she wants to... that doesn't make any sense...] &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Paranoid.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, my eyes were groggy, my hands were shaking, I sank on the car seat, I was very exhausted. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt; When I got home, I just wanted to sleep. But there were kids jumping on my bed. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Dead.gif" /&gt; I let them play. I had no choice but to tape my eyes open, and entertain the guests. After entertaining the guests, there were still kids jumping on my bed... this time, they were running around my room too. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Paranoid.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured I might do my homework [with the kids]. My homework was relatively easy, but the noise inside and outside my room gave a 'bit' of a challenge. Despite of all that, I was happy. I had a lot of present and... people. And I made it past the night. Mmmm... one of the longest sleeps I had in my life. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7040703741514605157?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7040703741514605157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7040703741514605157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7040703741514605157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7040703741514605157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-diary-tadaima.html' title='my diary : tadaima!'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/emoticons/th_wathapend.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-8840158430551774468</id><published>2007-09-17T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T13:22:57.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on hiatus 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/on_hiatus.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular programming will be back this coming November. Sorry for the absence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-8840158430551774468?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/8840158430551774468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=8840158430551774468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8840158430551774468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8840158430551774468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-hiatus-2.html' title='on hiatus 2'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-620553339784593027</id><published>2007-08-30T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T03:20:19.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimental'/><title type='text'>The Poem</title><content type='html'>I knelt to pray but not for long, I had too much to do. I had to hurry and get to work For bills would soon be due. So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,&lt;br /&gt;And jumped up off my knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christian duty was now done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul could rest at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day long I had no time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To spread a word of cheer. No time to speak of Christ to friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'd laugh at me I'd fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time, no time, too much to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my constant cry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to give to souls in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at last the time, the time to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went before the Lord, I came, I stood with downcast eyes. For in his hands God held a book; It was the book of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God looked into his book and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Your name I cannot find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once was going to write it down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never found the time'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-top: 1px solid #FFFFFF; height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream today. We were on a trip with my high school buddies. During the trip, one of my friends asked for a prayer. The guy driving offered to volunteer and prayed. Yes, the one driving, but he didn't close his eyes, okay? After him, I also gave a prayer. From then on, it's as if I missed the times with my friends and praying in front of my friends. Call it mature, but yes, other people, when they see someone pray in the unlikely occasion to do it find praying amusing. Call it lucky, call it fortunate, call it blessed, my friends didn't think anything ill while I pray in front of them. For them, it's normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the poem above is from my Friendster inbox. A lot of people today are sending me different shapes and sizes of chain letters. I already received this message a lot of times. I like the content of this message. However, it's as if I'm turning my back on God just because I didn't send it to ten people. I dare not to turn back on Him, because He didn't turn his back on me when He was called upon to be crucified. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-620553339784593027?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/620553339784593027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=620553339784593027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/620553339784593027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/620553339784593027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/08/poem.html' title='The Poem'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-2834008007537082355</id><published>2007-08-15T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : talk about schedules</title><content type='html'>Daaaaaaamn. July 20? My last entry? Where the hell have I been? &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/What.gif" /&gt; And here I am updating just now, August 15. Shame. Oh well, who cares. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Whistle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's still quite a while for September to show up on the calendar, I have to find another job that would suit the evening / weekend shifts. Classes start on September, so I can't work on weekday mornings anymore. I just quit my weekday job &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Sad.gif" /&gt; and I'll be begging off &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*yet again*&lt;/span&gt; my primary job and primary schedule to satisfy my weekend schedule. AND it doesn't stop there. In order for me to enter college, I have to replace the job I just quit and fill up two weekday evening shifts. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Sad.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to college AND buy a Wii, PS3, Xbox 360, a Car... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shuts up*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all comes down to this:&lt;br /&gt;Job A - Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Job B - Wednesday and Friday evening.&lt;br /&gt;Job C - everyday! You gotta love freelancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not here to brag about my schedule or what not. Who the hell would brag about this stuff?! Just thinking about it is exhauuusting! Totally for the workaholic! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to talk about studying and working at the same time. One has to be uncanny to balance both of these two at the same time. But let's not forget guys who study and work and have girlfriends and visa versa... &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" /&gt; I mean how do they pull it?! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Paranoid.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of people who do this much work. I envy them. Wish they could teach me... to have a girlf-- erm I mean... get a decent job and decent grades. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to be efficient with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I missed posting on this blog. I was away for personal reason. I just wanted to rest from being an anime enthusiast. I'm working on my own project right now. Not an anime fansite or a political website. It's too early to tell. If you're interested with its development, then stay tuned to this blog. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta go. Sleep awaits. Oyasumi! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/smile.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-2834008007537082355?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/2834008007537082355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=2834008007537082355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2834008007537082355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2834008007537082355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-diary-talk-about-schedules.html' title='my diary : talk about schedules'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-8947397568921366280</id><published>2007-07-20T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:37:57.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my diary : a short update</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(http://mingle2.com/img/bb/outcomes/bg_blogger_spelling.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 265px; height: 182px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a style="display: block; text-align: center; padding-top: 127px; height: 35px; font-size: 24px; font-family: Times New Roman,serif; text-decoration: none;" href="http://mingle2.com/bb/view/blogger-spelling"&gt;I Scored a 100%!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;The questions were easy. You too can get a hundred percent, I bet. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Woot.gif" border="0" /&gt; I have two weeks off. But there's no rest for me because I'm currently looking for another job. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-8947397568921366280?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/8947397568921366280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=8947397568921366280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8947397568921366280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8947397568921366280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-diary-short-update.html' title='my diary : a short update'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6602006354092654623</id><published>2007-07-09T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T15:12:44.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>some kind of news</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/chair.gif" align="left"&gt;I'm thinking of republishing the whole Love Hina Project. It's going to be a long process, not to mention I have work this Wednesday. So that long process will become longer. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/happy.gif"&gt; I prefer to finish everything asap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6602006354092654623?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6602006354092654623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6602006354092654623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6602006354092654623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6602006354092654623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-kind-of-news.html' title='some kind of news'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-8706412482995353925</id><published>2007-07-07T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T14:52:27.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>random thoughts : random thoughts 1</title><content type='html'>I think it's about time to fix my Myspace. It has been four years already. My Myspace profile is out of date. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've never eaten that corned beef. I told mom that I wanted Sinigang na Baboy, but then she told me that there weren't enough ingredients. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Halfcry.gif" border="0" /&gt; I heated up the cold corned beef and ate. When I finished my plate, Mom found more ingredients to prepare Sinigang hiding in the fridge. Crap. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Paranoid.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Whistle.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love July 7. Triple seven is my favorite number. Last year's numbers wasn't pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paycheck just arrived. Better save up for College... NOT! BWAHAHAHA. Ahhaaa... That wasn't funny. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What anime would I watch next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for the scans for my project. So I'm stuck once more. Will it take another year for them to arrive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to have the last (apparently) expansion pack of The Sims 2, The Sims 2: Seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Hina Project needs work. The LHP blogs need updates. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Getlost.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have saved enough money to buy an iPod. But I'm choosing if between an iPod or a Nintendo Wii. Oh yeah, I should also send money home. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Bucktooth.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of reinventing Love Hina Project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen nothing but positive comments regarding Transformers the Movie. BETTER NAG MY COUSIN THAT WE WATCH IT! &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Bigshock.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-8706412482995353925?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/8706412482995353925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=8706412482995353925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8706412482995353925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8706412482995353925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-thoughts-random-thoughts-1.html' title='random thoughts : random thoughts 1'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-5179203293206469987</id><published>2007-07-01T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : on to the other half of '07</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/gir.gif" align="left" /&gt;Tapos na nga Hunyo. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/What.gif" border="0" /&gt; ambilis. Dumaan na nga ang kalahati ng taon. Ambilis talaga. Di ko na tuloy alam kung anong isusulat ko. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Getlost.gif" border="0" /&gt; Ahh basta, nag- umpisa na ang summer break namin dito. Wala ng pasok ang little sister ko. Hayyy, may makakasagupa na ako ngayon sa paggamit ng PC. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Genervt.gif" border="0" /&gt; Ano na kaya ang mangyayari sa aking Hulyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpadala na ng schedule ang boss ko. Para sa mga evening shifts ang mga oras na binigay niya. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" border="0" /&gt; Sorry, boss pero hindi po ako pwedeng magtrabaho sa gabi. Hindi ko pa masyadong kabisado ang mga pasikot- sikot dito. Medyo ayaw ko pa kasing mamasyal mag- isa pag kumagat na ang gabi. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Shiny.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyy, kumusta na kaya mga kaibigan ko sa Pinas'. Third year na nila sa College. &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Woot.gif" border="0" /&gt; Ako babalik freshman. Baka pa nga bumalik akong grade 12 eh. Ahaha. Kakahiya ano? &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/emoticons/Grin-Sweat.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;changelog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uploaded Movies by Alien Ant Farm to Blog Hina Radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- server crashed. Blog Hina radio is currently offline. I'm on the case and I'll give an update as soon as it's fixed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-5179203293206469987?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/5179203293206469987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=5179203293206469987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5179203293206469987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5179203293206469987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-diary-on-to-other-half-of-07.html' title='my diary : on to the other half of &apos;07'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4197687098592629869</id><published>2007-06-26T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : the shades of Grand Beach</title><content type='html'>We went to Grand Beach yesterday. I think we were a little bit early when we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/one.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we early or are we on the wrong place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at 10 in the morning. That isn't so early right? Still, it's not a bad thing. Now we have the beach all to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went North of Winnipeg. Our original plan was to go South. But when the weather network started reporting of Tornadoes touching down, well... you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/two.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. People started coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/three.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is about just it. They are all here. Not too much, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;There were a lot of mosquitoes on our ground. They were as long as half an inch. Woah, scary crap. I think they're mosquitoes for bears... or whales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all in the shade. And to think that we went to the beach and stay under a shade (and swim of course). Why not sunbathe, people might ask? Filipinos don't sunbathe. Or at least that's what I know. Our skin is fair enough and sunbathing might give an abnormal color to the already fair skin -- Like brown and specks of black. Not to metion, triggered sunburn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/squirrel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw a piece of nacho to the squirrel. And guess what -- they love junk food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/princess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my little cousin, Princess. Kawaii!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4197687098592629869?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4197687098592629869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4197687098592629869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4197687098592629869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4197687098592629869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-diary-shade-of-grand-beach.html' title='my diary : the shades of Grand Beach'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/th_one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-6855168685977407712</id><published>2007-06-22T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : Red River Excapade</title><content type='html'>We went to Red River Ex yesterday. When I asked my cousin what Red River Ex is, he told me it's Enchanted Kingdom. Oh... amusement park. It is an amusement park but they only hold it yearly. Think of it as a huge Perya / Carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode the Megadrop first. It'll lift you four - five stories high and drop you in seconds. Talk about G-Forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/rrex1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Four stories isn't so bad. Now the drop is a different story.&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: kuya Marvin, Mac Mac, some guy who's desperately looking to be cool, and Lee. ate Marie is holding the cam for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode bumpcars next. Yes, bumpcars. Fortunately, you don't need a license to drive bumpcars. We needed a lighter ride from the heavy MegaDrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/rrex3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posing before the bump. from left to right: some guy, kuya Marvin, ate Marie and Lee. Mac Mac's holding the cam this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After riding the bumpcars, Mac separated from our pack of four because some girl was expecting him. I mean: Someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot happened. I saw my boss (it's unbelievable and funny. I was anticipating this sort of situation and it's the reason why I didn't want to go to Red River Ex because well... I didn't want to get caught. He knows I'm at my other part time work. :P Fortunately, he didn't see me back.) I got a taste of great pizza, experience and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/rrex5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake on a Motherf*cking Pavement!&lt;br /&gt;I was about to touch the Python but when I saw the sign that reads &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wash your Hands after touching the animals&lt;/span&gt;... Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/rrex4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 9PM and the sun's still here. From left to right: some guy smiling, ate Marie and Lee. Kuya Marvin's with the cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;We came home not empty handed with the booths. Ring tossing, pool, basketball, darts and throwing balls to knock three blocks on the table weren't my forte. We won one teddy bear. It's a not so hollow victory. And you know, Lee alone spent 80 bucks on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knock the Three Blocks off the table &lt;/span&gt;game just so he could win that little motorcycle. What more could ate Marie, the boss, spend? It looked so easy to knock the three blocks and win that ride that we got hooked into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/rrex2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ten and the Sun finally set. Time to go home. Mac's back from his escapade and he's back with the cam duty.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-6855168685977407712?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/6855168685977407712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=6855168685977407712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6855168685977407712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/6855168685977407712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-diary-red-river-excapade.html' title='my diary : Red River Excapade'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/th_rrex1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4258137648993653923</id><published>2007-06-17T13:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T13:02:23.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/dc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WANTED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... for being the perfect Father.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't think of anything fancy, so I figured I might just post a caricature of my dad that he drew when he was just in college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this drawing's older than me. Anyway, HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4258137648993653923?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4258137648993653923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4258137648993653923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4258137648993653923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4258137648993653923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/th_dc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-2789981843342317478</id><published>2007-06-08T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>booored. show my laptops</title><content type='html'>I was planning on taking a snapshot of my desktop, but my desktop is still inside my cargo box. I'm bored so I picked my laptops instead. I know... it's a total mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/furuba%20blueprint/fruitsblogsket/pics/mypcs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;changelog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- if there will be a work hiatus this week, a major update will be pushed through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-2789981843342317478?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/2789981843342317478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=2789981843342317478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2789981843342317478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2789981843342317478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/06/booored-show-my-laptops.html' title='booored. show my laptops'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-3073312715327733334</id><published>2007-06-07T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : bloody hell!</title><content type='html'>Bloody two days! I watched Rise: Blood Hunter in the cinema and 28 Weeks Later in the internet. It would make sense if I wasn't able to sleep. However, I was able to sleep -- at 6 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/phpThumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Rise: Blood Hunter yesterday. Free popcorn + large drink made a huge impact. Well, it is Tuesday (every Tuesday). Every Tuesday you get pop corn + free large drink. Heck, there are a lot of discounts every Tuesday. An ideal date for a date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another HOWEVER, I wasn't able to finish my popcorn because all the blood on the huge screen. Rise: Blood Hunter is one Tuesday scare. Bloody hell! There were all the slits on the neck and ... okay, imagining it again... I can't type. Too weak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed one thing. Lucy Liu is either getting old or she had poor makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we weren't able to watch 28 Weeks Later in the big screen. That would be something to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/295082.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;May contain spoilers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love 28 Days Later. I love 28 Weeks Later -- except for the protagonists. I mean, it's pretty much their fault (those 2 damn kids + the dad) why ten thousand+ people died in District 1. Idiots. They killed other people for their satisfaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dad's really stupid. Why would you kiss an infected person in the lips when you know that the virus is transferable by blood or salivary contact?! I guess he was swept by the current (I love You. I love you too! and scene!) And another thing. If the damn kids hadn't left the safe zone, who knows... maybe District 1 is still standing in the movie. But that's not good plot for a sequel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. There will be another follow- up after 28 Weeks Later. I saw a glimpse of Paris at the end of the movie. Why would they show Paris? Are they making a point that the virus is now an international threat? I thought they already mentioned that in the first movie. I remember that the rage virus just started showing in New York, Tokyo and the likes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait there's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus (and on the very plus side for the world of "insert number here" "insert time here" Later), a possible cure for the rage virus has been discovered. Well, the two kids have been infected by the virus. But they weren't turning into some freak. Something to do with their blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again with the blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The spoilers might have ended there ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In real life, I might have passed out to see so much blood. Sissy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-3073312715327733334?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/3073312715327733334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=3073312715327733334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3073312715327733334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3073312715327733334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-diary-bloody-hell.html' title='my diary : bloody hell!'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7787287163198820864</id><published>2007-05-31T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T12:25:24.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimental'/><title type='text'>sentimental : the four wives</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a rich King who had four wives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to the finest of delicacies. He gave her nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also loved the 3rd wife very much and was always showing her off to neighboring kingdoms. However, he feared that one day she would leave him for another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also loved his 2nd wife. She was his confidant and was always kind, considerate and patient with him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whenever the King faced a problem, he could confide in her, and she would help him get through the difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King's 1st wife was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and kingdom. However, he did not love the first wife. Although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the King fell ill and he knew his time was short. He thought of his luxurious life and wondered, I now have four wives with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, he asked the 4th wife , "I loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No way!", replied the 4th wife, and she walked away without another word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad King then asked the 3rd wife, "I loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No!", replied the 3rd wife. "Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to remarry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart sank and turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked the 2nd wife, "I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me.  When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!", replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave." Her answer struck him like a bolt of lightning, and the King was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a voice called out: "I'll go with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King looked up, and there was his first wife. She was very skinny as she suffered from malnutrition and neglect.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Greatly grieved, the King said, "I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the big picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it will leave us when we die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, it will all go to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for us, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our 1st wife is our Soul. Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world. However, our Soul is the only thing that will follow us wherever we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of us that will follow us to the throne of God and continue with us throughout Eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7787287163198820864?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7787287163198820864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7787287163198820864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7787287163198820864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7787287163198820864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/05/sentimental-four-wives.html' title='sentimental : the four wives'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4365446279505176982</id><published>2007-05-24T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : music matches</title><content type='html'>Yep. I've been able to confirm that my friend received a one year contract to play his music in China. What a freaking winner. Actually his band received the one year contract. He's the lead guitarist&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He's also my bandmate but he has his own and I have my own as well. I have three different bands back in the Philippines. One with my childhood friends, with Sam, the guy who's going to China, another with my High school friends and the third band with my college buddies. Our college band is called Ham and Egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/hnc/pics/imstillhere.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my high school band. Cris, a retard, and Raffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/hnc/pics/pwedenaba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ham and egg practicing in the dorm. Jaya, a retard on a box, Rom, Lando, Rannon is missing and Ralph is holding the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/hnc/pics/brad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brads: John and Sam and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/hnc/pics/sis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sisters: Nice, Lovely and Dines.&lt;br /&gt;They're members of my childhood band. (we really had a hard time coming up with a name other than Emsiyemai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of these guys and gals. I just want to wish Sam God's speed and success to their venture. Come to think of it, does he understand Chinese? He told me he can't but Chinese understand English. Yeah, I have to agree but not all. Anyway, to wherever he's going, they'd probably play to an English oriented audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/hnc/pics/armguitar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handsome!... guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/hnc/pics/myback.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master beat! Master beat!&lt;br /&gt;The exhausting concert was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4365446279505176982?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4365446279505176982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4365446279505176982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4365446279505176982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4365446279505176982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-diary-music-matches.html' title='my diary : music matches'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-2724986418069778783</id><published>2007-05-22T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : it's empty</title><content type='html'>I'm glad today's a holiday, Victoria Day. Hell, I'm really really glad that I don't have work tomorrow as well. My cough finally settled far away and I fear that working would only attract it to come back. It finally realized how boring I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our picnic has been canceled because of guess what? Work. We were about to go to picnic yesterday. But Mom and the rest of my cousins had to work -- on a Sunday. They decided to move it to today because it's a holiday. However, my mom also had work and so did my uncle -- on a holiday. Seems that holidays aren't an exception for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disappointing news doesn't stop there. Three of my relatives went fishing this morning. I recall that they woke up 3 in the morning and zoomed to their fishing spot. After several hours, they didn't catch anything. I couldn't believe their perseverance. If I was the one fishing, thirty minutes of nothing would've been enough for me to go home. I don't like fishing but I love the sight of raising a catch and showing it off to everyone. I'm not patient with fishing. Oh well, patience is a virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;changelog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uploaded Boston Drama by Typecast to Blog Hina Radio. Check lower right sidepanel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-2724986418069778783?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/2724986418069778783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=2724986418069778783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2724986418069778783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2724986418069778783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-diary-its-empty.html' title='my diary : it&apos;s empty'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4657227409678349527</id><published>2007-05-17T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary. way to go!</title><content type='html'>I was surprised to find out that one of my bandmates received a one year contract to play in China. I don't know what genre he will play but it'd problematic for him to sing Chinese. Hehe, he's completely clueless of the language. He's not going alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if he's a bandmate, he also has another band. Yes he plays in our band but he has his own combo, a band formed together with his high school friends. I, too, play with different bands back in the Philippines. Three of them: one with Sam, my friend who's going to China, another with my high school friends as well, and another with my college friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy for Sam. I hope he doesn't forget about me when he hits it big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough* My cough has reached its annoying level. I couldn't work well last week. Heck, my Monday and Tuesday work were affected as well. I think I've pushed myself a little over my limit. I guess I'm currently injured away from the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something funny happened at Megaupload[dot]com. You see, everytime you download a file Megaupload[dot]com, you have to type three letters to gain access to the file. It's a security protocol; keeps away hackers and the likes. Anyway, I screencapped what the line wanted me to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/ubo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made sporadic updates throughout my web portfolio -- that includes my other fansites. I've been really busy with work and noticed that some of their entries are a year old. To everything that is good in this world, I have to do something about it! Although, frequent checkpoints in my brain stops the creative juice from flowing. Instead, my braincells are only allowing nonsense to pass through. Aha! An excuse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changelog:&lt;br /&gt;- two new songs at Blog Hina Radio: I'm no superman by Lazlo Bane (Scrubs theme song) and Sway by Bic Runga&lt;br /&gt;- increased font size of Blog Hina Radio lyrics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4657227409678349527?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4657227409678349527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4657227409678349527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4657227409678349527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4657227409678349527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-diary-way-to-go.html' title='my diary. way to go!'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-4889287612200171589</id><published>2007-05-10T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filipino entry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : sit down and rub your feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/pagod.jpg" align="left" /&gt;Nasayang lang ang kahapon. I just stayed in bed all wednesday, para bang na- basted o nilagnat. Hwooh, iba talaga pagsapit ng Lunes at Martes. I never knew counting stuff could be so hard and tiring. I also never knew advertising could be so hard and frustrating. Kailangang masanay. Ganyan ang buhay. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I made a rhyme&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako makakibo sa kama. My hands were shaking, my eyes weren't even in the condition to watch TV, my feet were aching, it's a familiar sensation. Pero galing lang sa trabaho -- hindi na sa high school o kolehiyo. I guess what I'm trying to say is: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;napagod talaga ako noong Martes&lt;/span&gt;. Kaya inilabas ko lahat ang pagod sa Miyerkules. Buti na lang sinabi ko sa boss ko na pwede lang akong magtrabaho tuwing Lunes at Martes dahil may iba pa akong hanap buhay. Kung hindi ko sinabi yun, maaaring may dugo na ang ubo ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang nakakatawa pa noong Martes ay pagkatapos kong umuwi galing trabaho, nagyayang manood ng sine ang pinsan ko. Hindi ko napigilan at sumama naman ako. Para bang suot suot ko yung pagod tapos tinapon ko sa basurahan. Hayun nanood kami ng film ni Nicolas Cage na NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/next20poster-250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is very good. Malamang kikita ito. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't ask why&lt;/span&gt;. Ang daming pasikot sikot. Maraming twist. Hell, the whole film is a twist. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't ask why&lt;/span&gt;, so just watch it. Next is for your own benefit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I made a rhyme&lt;/span&gt;. Kumain pa kami sa labas pagkatapos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumain kami doon sa resto kung saan nagtatrabaho yung nakakabata kong pinsan, say si pinsan A. Ang masaklap pero medyo nakakatawa, dito natanggal si pinsan A sa trabaho. Buti na lang wala yung former boss niya habang kumakain kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag uwi namin, kailangan naming bumalik sa resto kasi nakalimutan ko yung Toronto Raptors cap ni Pinsan A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was still young. Sarcastic remark nung pinsan kong driver na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"where to?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh ang sagot ko naman "well the night is young. How 'bout the park?"&lt;/span&gt; na medyo tonong pabiro. Although I was serious, they just laughed. Oh well, may pasok pa pala yung pinsan kong ate kinabukasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo kung nagtataka ka, lima kaming mag- pinsan umalis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating namin sa bahay, hinanap ko sa basurahan yung itinapon kong pagod at sinuot ko ulit. Diretso sa banyo para maghilamos at sa kama na pagkatapos. At sa kama ako nanatili kinabukasan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-4889287612200171589?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/4889287612200171589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=4889287612200171589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4889287612200171589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/4889287612200171589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-diary-sit-down-and-rub-your-feet.html' title='my diary : sit down and rub your feet'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-7980714375072364555</id><published>2007-05-09T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : synthesis</title><content type='html'>Okay let's get organized:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do:&lt;br /&gt;- send email to my boss and ask if there will be an activity on Monday&lt;br /&gt;- work on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;- look for a lighter backup job at WalMart&lt;br /&gt;- scout the area at Southdale Mall&lt;br /&gt;- get a haircut&lt;br /&gt;- finish chapter 1 of project x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently working:&lt;br /&gt;- waiting for the four concept art for project x&lt;br /&gt;- working on 5 secret projects (a,b,x,y,z)&lt;br /&gt;- revive chonegai and its parts&lt;br /&gt;- working on chapter 1 of project x&lt;br /&gt;- planning for layout of project a,b,x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-7980714375072364555?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/7980714375072364555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=7980714375072364555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7980714375072364555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/7980714375072364555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-diary-synthesis.html' title='my diary : synthesis'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-5412802074165729608</id><published>2007-05-05T06:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : the opposite ends</title><content type='html'>I have this pimple. It's unbelievable. I'm starting to believe that I've been exposed to radiation. It's a mutated pimple. It has been four days already but there's no sign of it fading. Maybe I need my doctor to take a look at it. Then she could run an ultrasound on it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pimples cramp my style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an ironic thing about my having an annoyingly huge pimple. I told my mom about it and I received a different answer. Instead she replied, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"where is it?"&lt;/span&gt; Yes, she was seriously asking me where it was. When I pointed it out of course she answered me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You're right! Well, don't touch it!"&lt;/span&gt; Gee, I wonder how she missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/mycircumstances/banners/doyouhavetheballs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how about the Golden State Warriors winning over the Mavs, eh? The number 8 team, the Golden State Warriors with 42 wins and 40 losses, beating the number one team, the Dallas Mavericks with 67 wins and 15 losses. What's up with that? Mark Cuban, the owner of the Dallas Mavericks, was steaming after the game at Golden State. Avery Johnson, the coach of the Dallas Mavericks, was speechless. On the other side, coach Don Nelson seemed really really happy about their advance -- not to mention it was some sort of sweet revenge against Mark Cuban. WHAT A HUGE UPSET! Go Golden State!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I hope the Baby Bulls beat the Detroit Pistons. Come to think of it, both teams are intense. They have a history of bitter rivalry. The Bulls versus Pistons has been interesting since Michael Jordan and the Bad Boys -- including the former Pistons, Dennis Rodman. The game between Chicago and Detroit should be interesting. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ben Wallace coming back to meet his former team&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-5412802074165729608?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/5412802074165729608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=5412802074165729608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5412802074165729608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/5412802074165729608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-diary-opposite-ends.html' title='my diary : the opposite ends'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-1990581231495063749</id><published>2007-04-27T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : THS</title><content type='html'>and in other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/newsheadersfsudotedu.jpg" alt="... and in other news. SERYOSO BA KAYO?! BUHAY PA BA ITO?! STUDENTLIFE @ BLOG-CITY still leading?! 16844 hits?! Yung Blog na 'yun?! studentlife.blog-city.com?! Bwahaha!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee scrollamount="1"  style="color:black; width: 280px;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:white;"  &gt;flash report: studentlife.blog-city.com still leading with 16844 hits. Total Hits Statistics (THS) courtesy of statcounter.com: &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://studentlife.blog-city.com/" target="_blank"&gt;studentlife&lt;/a&gt; - 16844 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/down.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://chonegai.blogdrive.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Chonegai Project&lt;/a&gt; - 1191 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://lovehinaproject.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Love Hina Project&lt;/a&gt; - 10052 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://mycircumstances.blogdrive.com/" target="_blank"&gt;My Kare Kano&lt;/a&gt; - 3066 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://schoolrumblog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;SchoolRumblogs&lt;/a&gt; - 2522 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://fruitsblogsket.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;FruitsBlogsket&lt;/a&gt; - 12958 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/down.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quecacu-quacuca.blogdrive.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Queca Cu - Quacu Ca&lt;/a&gt; - 51 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/down.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://weblogkoto.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Weblogkoto&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://blogkeini.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Blogkeini!&lt;/a&gt; - 461 | &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://thewaltzdramatic.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Waltz Dramatic&lt;/a&gt; - 2106. Note: list is still incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/up.jpg" /&gt; = doing great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/down.jpg" /&gt; = slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just attended my first job training in my whole life. It's great to know that they called me right away after the training. And they also seem to remember my name -- not to mention that they're looking forward to working with me in the future. I am very happy because I feel like I've been recognized of something that I have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome to the world of labor, Jed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I told my parents that working with two jobs isn't a problem. Heck, I'll go for a third one just to help myself and my parents. I need not to rely on them anymore. Besides, I'll be living on a different from now on. I also want to establish independence. Feed myself if possible. Provide myself the luxury. I'll stop bothering my parents from the day I receive my first check onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;changelog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- at last I've been able to upload one of my top favorite songs to blog hina radio. Kiss me and Kiss me (Japanese version) by Sixpence None the Richer. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Special announcement from GbSpace.Com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number user at gbspace.com has been increased.  Therefore we decided to move to advance server with faster speed more space and better performance. There will be some downtime next week during off peek hour. We are very sorry for any inconvenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for supporting us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GbSpace.Com Team&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-1990581231495063749?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/1990581231495063749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=1990581231495063749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/1990581231495063749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/1990581231495063749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-diary-ths.html' title='my diary : THS'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/weblogkoto/th_newsheadersfsudotedu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-2717633776864235719</id><published>2007-04-24T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T18:04:58.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimental'/><title type='text'>sentimental : over the top</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From a strictly Mathematical Viewpoint:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Equals 100%? What does it mean to give MORE than 100%? Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%? We have all been in situations where someone wants you to give over 100%. How about achieving 101%? What equals 100% in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these&lt;br /&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If:&lt;br /&gt;A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is represented as:&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 1 9 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H-A-R-D-W-O-R- K&lt;br /&gt;8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E&lt;br /&gt;11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E&lt;br /&gt;1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, look how far the love of God will take you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L- O- V- E-O-F-G-O-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12+15+22+5+15+6+7+15+4 = 101%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that: While Hard work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there, it's the Love of God that will put you over the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/mycircumstances/banners/moreofyou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-2717633776864235719?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/2717633776864235719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=2717633776864235719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2717633776864235719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/2717633776864235719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/04/sentimental-over-top.html' title='sentimental : over the top'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-3005990394599541612</id><published>2007-04-21T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : all said and done</title><content type='html'>How will you know if you're being lied upon? Do we know of specific signals or vague even to help us determine that the person in front of you is lying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lied upon. That's for sure. Heck, all of us have been lied upon. It's really a pisser. It's my fault to believe in the first place. I'm stupid. However, the greater fault lies on the liar him/herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thickheaded to fall for the traps over and over again -- it's almost a crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have our own signs that flash in our head and warn us of an incoming lie. The sign might be a body language or it might just be a gut feeling that this person isn't telling the truth. Others can't exactly explain how they know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, comes around. There will come a time that no one will believe 'you' (the liar) even if your life depended on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So quit it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-3005990394599541612?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/3005990394599541612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=3005990394599541612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3005990394599541612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3005990394599541612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-diary-all-said-and-done.html' title='my diary : all said and done'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-3173905794020899488</id><published>2007-04-12T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:03:19.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain&apos;s log'/><title type='text'>my diary : where do I go from here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c299/kimikimkimster/canyoufeellovehina/pics/chair.gif" align="left" /&gt;Time flies so fast here in Canada and, correct if I'm wrong, it's Wednesday already. Hwaa, did Monday and Tuesday pass? I don't remember what happened between both days. HOWEVER, I won't be making any sense about earlier because time never was / is faster than its constant pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the big deal saying that time flies so fast? Simple. A lot of days and weeks passed without any significant results regarding my work and projects. My life is getting behind everything that I dream for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to worry, my mom is pushing me on. Let me reiterate, pushing me to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two things when I say 'push'. One is that my mom is nagging me, which is a kind of a negative push. The other thing is that she's helping me get a grip of myself and I should go on already. I'm afraid the answer is both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already on the move. I think she didn't listen to my plan, so I get the feeling that she's nagging me to get another life. I never want to be sitting at home doing nothing. I never wanted to rust. I'm used to handling a lot of work. Erm, but I don't think I'm confident enough to say that. Well, I do but I don't want a lot of work. Pampanga High School and the University of the Philippines taught me to handle a lot of work. Especially paper work. Doing nothing would be paradise for other people, but not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get a job. I will. Only God knows my future. I'd leave my worries to him and focus. I may not be able to find a job tomorrow, but the wait will surely pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a dance. Sometimes, we lead. Sometimes, we follow. But don't worry about what we don't know. What's important is that we learn as we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;changelog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uploaded Summertime (The Sundays) at blog hina radio&lt;br /&gt;- added Cry Holy and Here I Am to Worship (SonicFlood) at blog hina radio&lt;br /&gt;- tweaked blog hina radio a.hover code&lt;br /&gt;- added Superman by Goldfinger song for blog hina radio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-3173905794020899488?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/3173905794020899488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=3173905794020899488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3173905794020899488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/3173905794020899488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-diary-where-do-i-go-from-here.html' title='my diary : where do I go from here?'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18190288.post-8153811315255522923</id><published>2007-04-09T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T11:00:29.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my diary'/><title type='text'>my diary : where's the dictionary?</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the unexpected blog break. I've been out working on a different project. My online novel, that is. It's nothing big and I'm very sure I'm treading on deep waters when I'm talking about 'this'. Heck, I don't even know how to continue with it. However, the plans look promising. I'm getting a little bit excited thinking of the chapters in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My novel project shows that I'm trying very hard writing, struggling to even pick up shards of thoughts and ideas to form a cohesive story. I'm having a hard time but the drafts are set -- yeah, set to be on fire. Maybe because I can't write simple English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/mycircumstances/banners/start.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple English? You know, sometimes we add too much color in what God knows we're writing and in the end it might not make sense at all. I remember my English One professor telling me that the effective way of writing is write what you mean. Don't make it too complicated, don't make it too loose, don't make it too flowery, out with it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's up to your creativity on how to keep your readers glued to their seats and make them patient as you point out the climax of everything. And oh yeah, I almost forgot. Make your sentences short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My professor also told me not to correct the sentences right away. Instead, take a walk after finishing the whole essay, or whatever and come back. Then, check and correct. Having a friend look at the finished document is also a nice technique. The later grammar check is also effective when you're dying to tell something but words escape you to express it. Just write down what you have in mind even if they're just phrases or words and look at them later. That way, you'll be able to find the right terms to connect each points. Authors who are in a hurry will have trouble with these tips. I'm one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18190288-8153811315255522923?l=canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/feeds/8153811315255522923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18190288&amp;postID=8153811315255522923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8153811315255522923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18190288/posts/default/8153811315255522923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://canyoufeellovehina.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-diary-wheres-dictionary.html' title='my diary : where&apos;s the dictionary?'/><author><name>kimikimkimster</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y103/Jed2004ph/eyeofgaara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
