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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6673293306512342988</id><published>2010-06-05T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T23:45:37.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalaaaaa♪ Frhaine is happy</title><content type='html'>Good day, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently completed my first commission, and may I say that it's a brilliant SUCCESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I commissioned :iconnekokirara: through TinierMe, where she is better known as Eleven. I drew her dark OC, Zuk, in Chibi and Normal style. I'll have to say this: Those were, by far, the most challenging pieces I've worked on since I started learning how to draw seriously when I was 11 years old, and it was one of the pieces that I picked up lots of knowledge from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her dark OC's color scheme. It's dark with hints of playfulness in it. The gradient of dark to light purple works greatly with contrasting bright backgrounds. It's really an awesome thing to keep in mind--color scheming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chibi Zuk:&lt;br /&gt;[link]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one I had a lot of fun working with. I get to try to blush the cheeks. I like how I made the pose quirky because poses are one of the elements that push me to work. I like weird, floaty poses! :XD: I also got to create my own creature...a Batterfly! It's a cross between a bat and a butterfly, which I thought of because she said we're allowed to draw bats or butterflies around her. (Since I can't choose between bats and butterflies. They're both awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal Zuk:&lt;br /&gt;[link]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This killed my brain cells, seriously. I tried working on it for 2 weeks because I lose perseverance after multiple TinierMe events, (which I had to attend to because I have to log in some of my friends while they're away, and I had to make sure that I get EVERY event item I could get so my friends wouldn't miss anything.)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I kinda procrastinated on it because I kept getting back aches from working on it. (Because our stupid monitor mirrors my image, so I can't see the colors properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me the items that I wanted as payment, and more! She gave me bonuses! Like the other Patissier Girl (yellow), and three Sating Hairbands instead of just two! She even gave me a Beauty Dress (pink), and just a while ago, she gave me a Fiddler Cat with Tie, which is an animated item, and never in my dreams have I thought of getting that, since it's GC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I therefore conclude that my first commission is a gigantic SUCCESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to my commissioner, Eleven!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you check out her awesome arts: :iconnekokirara:*NekoKirara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And yay, she has a Natalia avatar!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6673293306512342988?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6673293306512342988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6673293306512342988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6673293306512342988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6673293306512342988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2010/06/lalalaaaaa-frhaine-is-happy.html' title='lalalaaaaa♪ Frhaine is happy'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1994592789261336957</id><published>2010-06-04T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T09:51:13.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omfg, somebody please pick up AnS</title><content type='html'>I wish someone else works on it, because I think the current team working on it has already abandoned it...T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get raws for Vol. 7... When I read Vol. 6 and got to "that page", it stayed on my mind...I need to shake it off with a continuation (vol. 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GODDAMMIT, I HATE IDRA/IDOLA ARGH reminds me of my traitor OC!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1994592789261336957?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1994592789261336957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1994592789261336957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1994592789261336957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1994592789261336957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2010/06/omfg-somebody-please-pick-up-ans.html' title='omfg, somebody please pick up AnS'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-4651354620710003507</id><published>2010-05-30T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:55:31.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TM is finally being fun for me, but classes are coming back to existence once again...T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Childhood%20NEW/prevZUK.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUHUHUHUH &gt;&lt; onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/TAMw5C1AFuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/f-Ey4zVn_jE/s1600/Chibi+Zuk+done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/TAMw5C1AFuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/f-Ey4zVn_jE/s400/Chibi+Zuk+done.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477275328382506722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part 1 of my commission for Eleven of TM, or nekokirara of dA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of this because I accepted the use of the almighty PEN TOOL to fill in most of the colors! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I gotta work on the second part...&lt;br /&gt;Preview? Here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Childhood%20NEW/prevZUK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 576px;" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Childhood%20NEW/prevZUK.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A non-chibi commish. :D I'll delete the pencils and use the pen tool to complete the product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't see this anywhere so enjoy it while you can! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-4651354620710003507?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4651354620710003507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=4651354620710003507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4651354620710003507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4651354620710003507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2010/05/tm-is-finally-being-fun-for-me-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/TAMw5C1AFuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/f-Ey4zVn_jE/s72-c/Chibi+Zuk+done.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-8924936605565158555</id><published>2010-04-09T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:00:59.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake research +Sweet Dreams Cafe (TM Group)</title><content type='html'>I know I love cakes but I never imagined that I would one day research about them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do the research for the TM group I'm trying to build up. It's called "Sweet Dreams Cafe", based on DiWA Hermetic's notable cafe which was spearheaded by Shaia and her clan mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The said cafe started humbly, selling cupcakes, tea, coffee, and during hot weather, they serve cold desserts like rare ice cream and halo-halo, among others. The cafe grew popular after earning loyal customers who passed on the uniqueness of the cafe to their friends, but what makes this cafe stand out is their live band, composed of the clan members themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Dreams Cafe original staff:&lt;br /&gt;Shaia- Patissier, interior and exterior design, logo and misc. designs, food design, band performer (woodwind instruments, songwriter)&lt;br /&gt;Deina- Waitress, live band performer (vocalist, songwriter), assistant patisserie, beverage designer,&lt;br /&gt;Blaire- Mascot, promo girl, cashier, live band performer (bass guitar, drums)&lt;br /&gt;Raei- Live band performer (vocalist, violinist, back-up vocals for Deina, songwriter), waitress, cashier&lt;br /&gt;Xene- Live band performer (cello, drums, back-up vocals for Deina and Raei, composer,), promo girl&lt;br /&gt;Risan- Live band performer (vocalist, guitar, piano, songwriter, composer), production, stage design, band choreographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their live bands are split into Risan's and Deina's groups.&lt;br /&gt;"Grandall" - Risan: vocals, piano/guitar&lt;br /&gt;                       Blaire: bass guitar/drums&lt;br /&gt;                       Xene: drums&lt;br /&gt;"Synchronoir" - Raei: violin, vocals,&lt;br /&gt;                         Xene: cello, back-up/ chorus/ second voice&lt;br /&gt;                         Shaia: woodwinds&lt;br /&gt;"Papersouls" - Deina: vocals&lt;br /&gt;                         Raei: violin, back-up voice&lt;br /&gt;                         Xene: cello, back-up&lt;br /&gt;                         Shaia: woodwinds&lt;br /&gt;                         Blaire: rhythm&lt;br /&gt;"Tea Cakes" - Deina: vocals&lt;br /&gt;                        Risan: vocals, piano&lt;br /&gt;                        Blaire: drums&lt;br /&gt;                        Xene: cello, voice&lt;br /&gt;                        Raei: violin, voice&lt;br /&gt;                        Shaia: woodwinds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg gtg bai~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-8924936605565158555?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/8924936605565158555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=8924936605565158555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/8924936605565158555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/8924936605565158555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2010/04/cake-research-sweet-dreams-cafe-tm.html' title='Cake research +Sweet Dreams Cafe (TM Group)'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-4785724798235963017</id><published>2010-01-30T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T23:55:33.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uriel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rienzan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guardian'/><title type='text'>My Guardian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;Uriel&lt;/div&gt;"God is light", "God's light", Fire of God" Uriel is considered one of the wisest Archangels because of his intellectual information, practical solutions and creative insight, but he is very subtle. You may not even realize he has answered your prayer until you've suddenly come up with a brilliant new idea. Uriel is the tallest and his eyes can see trough the eternity. All this considered, Uriel's area of expertise is divine magic, problem solving, spiritual understanding, studies, alchemy, weather, earth changes and writing. Considered to be the Archangel who helps with earthquakes, floods, fires, hurricanes, tornadoes, natural disaster and earth changes, call on Uriel to avert such events or to heal and recover in their aftermath Uriel is opening you for fairy kingdoms. Teaches you to find peace and patience which will bring you sudden insight, understanding and enlightment. Brings message, dont force yourself when you dont know what will happen, what can happen and dont worry about future, give up your mind control and TRUST. Let the higher powers take actions that will lead you on a good path again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My real guardian is Rienzan, though :) But this result was very accurate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this from facebook, btw. (Who is your Guardian Angel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-4785724798235963017?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4785724798235963017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=4785724798235963017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4785724798235963017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4785724798235963017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-guardian.html' title='My Guardian'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-4224355203253640760</id><published>2010-01-30T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:50:44.594-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leche flan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebulizer'/><title type='text'>And she gets it... + Leche flan!!</title><content type='html'>Err, are sick students allowed to go absent in college even if they have a report on the following day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so sick right now... I think it's the bronchial asthma from before, but I thought that was cured already. Right now, it's so hard to breathe-- There's something on my larynx and/or trachea (shit, I sound so dorky, glad I'm not saying this irl!), it's just so hard to breathe, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly sleep last night because I kept coughing my lungs off. I fell asleep at 1:30 am, and woke up at around 6:00. Not much rest, and I couldn't get back to sleep after that. I tried every position possible without hurting myself. Unfortunately, no luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never told anyone in my class about my allergic rhinitis, and I never told anyone about bronchial asthma because I thought it's out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I had to nebulize again, and it helped me breathe better, but after an hour, it's hard to breathe again. I can't walk properly, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO IMBA rofl. And I kinda of walk like a tyrannosaurus rex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate getting sick. When I'm sick, my parents worry... I hate that. :( I hope I get well soon...(or maybe not, cuz I don't wanna report on GT 123 yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I'm not on the stupid mass dance, cuz if I were a part of it, I'd get worse. But I wish all of the PE teachers in TUP Manila will die soon because they won't agree with taekwondo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THOSE BITCHES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;LECHE FLANning :D&lt;br /&gt;Today, we made LECHE FLAN!!! It's my first time to see and make one, so I was very enthusiastic about it. I also learned how to separate the egg white from the yolk! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Take note that I don't cook, mom never trusted me with cook work, and so therefore, NO EXPERIENCE. Yes, I'm a lame person, I know very much.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have vanilla extract, so we used the banana extract we use for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arnibal &lt;/span&gt;drink :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaah I made some mistakes but I'm glad it turned out fine in the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realized that the mixture on the procedure was for 3-5 servings (that is, per llanera (whatever the spelling is) ) and since we only have 2 of those oval-shaped container thingies, we had too much excess. It's kind of sad because the caramel hardens too quickly, especially because it was poured thinly on the containers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the result...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flan is a SUCCESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's better than our normal leche flan, prolly due to the banana extract we used. It's so yummeh that I didn't care if I had a stupid hard cough. We didn't have leche flan for Christmas, New Year, and my birthday, so this time, I'll definitely sink my teeth into the flan we made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-4224355203253640760?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4224355203253640760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=4224355203253640760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4224355203253640760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4224355203253640760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-she-gets-it-leche-flan.html' title='And she gets it... + Leche flan!!'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-7766307769518415126</id><published>2010-01-29T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:34:21.507-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hermetics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit bands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elemental bands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonarra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akasha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etherland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Risan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shaia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white hair'/><title type='text'>Drawing updates as of the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/S2MQIot1_2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LDs3MHY_-xA/s1600-h/Akasha+no+Nota.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/S2MQIot1_2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LDs3MHY_-xA/s400/Akasha+no+Nota.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432203316093648738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MY EPIC COLORINGGGG hahahah yeah right :|&lt;br /&gt;I seriously did not plan on submitting this here, so I didn't make a separate watermark... But I submitted it anyway... This image isn't complete, as it lacks a background and other details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also learned that I should NEVER USE POSTER PAINTs on my picture because they SUCK, just like what they did to my pot/vase project for Color Rendering, the colors changed after being exposed to [polluted] air and varnish. The real color of her hair now is FUGLY YELLOWISH, grrr... This might be the last time I'd traditionally color a character with white hair. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;DreamWorld (DiWA for short)&lt;br /&gt;Character battle stances&lt;br /&gt;From left to right:&lt;br /&gt;1: Shaia, Xene (plus Xene's alternate pose), Blaire&lt;br /&gt;2: Raei (plus her alternate pose), Risan, Sonarra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/S2MO8ZXdsNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/h1hUFsi757I/s1600-h/DiWA+prima+charas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/S2MO8ZXdsNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/h1hUFsi757I/s400/DiWA+prima+charas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432202006303191250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;----too bad I can't draw like that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Still, MY CHARAS ARE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EPICKK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/S2PWwXzlAvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Z-VwvsoXkfA/s1600-h/element+band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/S2PWwXzlAvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Z-VwvsoXkfA/s400/element+band.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432421702051365618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top left to right&lt;/span&gt;: Raei's spirit band is an anklet, Xene's element band is a thigh ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bottom left to right&lt;/span&gt;: Blaire's element band is a choker, Shaia's spirit band is an armlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are called Element/ Spirit Bands. They come in different forms, such as anklet, thigh rings, metal choker, armlet/arm band, rings, bracelets, earrings, etc... Each band bears the symbol of their God's/Goddess' element. (i.e. Shaia's armlet is the leaf of Theraxia, her birthplace, belonging to Thera, their mother goddess who bestowed Shaia her Spirit Guide contract.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Spirit Guides can have these. These bands grant the elemental powers and appearance of the Spirit Guides. If a Spirit Guide loses contact with her elemental band, her true (human) appearance will appear and she won't be able to use elemental powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-7766307769518415126?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7766307769518415126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=7766307769518415126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7766307769518415126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7766307769518415126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2010/01/drawing-updates-as-of-moment.html' title='Drawing updates as of the moment'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/S2MQIot1_2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/LDs3MHY_-xA/s72-c/Akasha+no+Nota.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-9085934942993358561</id><published>2009-11-18T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T01:58:20.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>slooooowww</title><content type='html'>AnS 9...the most await chapter....gosh I'm tired of waiting for everything. I'm not satisfied with the raws... I NEED TO CONFIRM WHAT MELFOND WAS SAYING WHILE SHE"S IN THAT CELL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-9085934942993358561?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/9085934942993358561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=9085934942993358561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/9085934942993358561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/9085934942993358561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/11/slooooowww.html' title='slooooowww'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-274646355612791916</id><published>2009-10-12T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T05:55:52.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mischief'/><title type='text'>About my lame Filipino prof...</title><content type='html'>During our Filipino class today (which was made of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PHAIL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;) our *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coughuseless&lt;/span&gt;* professor asked us to fill up an evaluation regarding her performance. Before that, though, she explained that the grading system is reversed, meaning 1 is the lowest grade you can give her while 5 is the highest. And obviously, she wants us to give her 5. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pff&lt;/span&gt;, yeah, she thinks she deserves it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lolll&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I fill it up, I was being completely honest, because I'm a responsible student and I have to fulfill my awesome role (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rofl&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, my dear classmates who are reading this awesome piece of confession (not really a confession, but you get the point &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ryt&lt;/span&gt;?), I'm the controversial Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wiseness&lt;/span&gt; behind that evaluation sheet. I was the one who gave her a bunch of 2's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Well WHY NOT? :| I definitely think she doesn't deserve getting even just 4! She's not responsible enough. She's even trying to poison us with her drama speeches, like, "--I gave up everything just so you would pass, so don't you dare give me low points!" etc...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, she made sure that we'd give her high points by guarding what we choose. And constantly reminded us of her drama speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, being your outspoken classmate/mistress of awesomeness and boldness, I stood up for what I continuously believe in-- Justice can only be served on your own account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, people, stop being idiots. :| There's this thing we call "rights" and "freedom of speech". In fact, that's exactly why blogs and other personal sites (aka pr0n storage?) are allowed to be established on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't suppose you would agree that my idiot-slash-irresponsible prof is right on blackmailing us with our grades so that we'll be nice to her, would you? Unless if you're a coward too like the rest of the class... In fact, I dare you now to give my lovely name to that old hag and tell her that I'm the one behind that COMPLETELY HONEST evaluation sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She takes this matter waaaay too personal FOR A TEACHER. :|&lt;br /&gt;Old hags shouldn't be allowed to teach in such a university. I just can't comply with losers like her. Besides, she's easy to suck on. Just pretend that you're "friends" and you can be sure that you'd get a good grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she found that sheet, she immediately reacted violently with "Sino'ng nagsulat nito, ha?" and downed the paper in front of my seatmate's desk. "Alam ko isa sa inyo ang gumawa nito e, sa inyo lang galing to, sa (points to our area), sa inyo lang! Nakita ko yun e, tinatago-tago pa niya. Biruin niyo, nasa harap ko na, HARAP-HARAPAN NA MISMO, ginaganyan ako? Pano pa kaya kung nakatalikod ako?"&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I remained silent, and played innocent, while I plan for a perfect back-up for my little mischief (noooo, it's not that at all, I'm totally sure I'm on the right, good side here). &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I'm glad my classmates didn't tell me, whew~)&lt;/span&gt; Well even if they did tell me, I'd still know what to do. I do know my rights and I know I'm only doing what's totally right. I don't want to be one of the losers who chose to lie for the sake of their grades.  It's not right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's anything I would do that I wouldn't regret, it's to kill that stupid Filipino prof of mine, along with my drafting prof (if he still continues noticing me too much). :///)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can't wait 'til it's my 18th  New Year, where the world will end because I can't turn 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, that's probably enough. I can't burst right now...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm on an Internet cafe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-274646355612791916?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/274646355612791916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=274646355612791916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/274646355612791916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/274646355612791916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/10/about-my-lame-filipino-prof.html' title='About my lame Filipino prof...'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2427153526960066023</id><published>2009-10-03T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:55:23.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aozora no senki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogspot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='da-scan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7'/><title type='text'>OH MY GOD, IT'S HERE!!!!!</title><content type='html'>No, not the typhoon Pepeng (he's not coming in our area, unless he dares commit a crime offending me!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://da-scan.blogspot.com/2009/08/erementar-gerad-aozora-no-senki.html"&gt;Aozora no Senki chapter 7&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch to da-scan!!! I love you entirely! *huggle huggle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited~ I can't wait for the next chapter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd seriously help them out, but I still can't read kanji... And I'm not good with Japanese yet...:( To anyone who can help, please drop them a line &lt;a href="http://da-scan.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems that today (or this week) is Blogspot's Birthday/Anniversary! Omedetou~!!! (Keep it up! I love this site!! More power, kyaah~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, to anyone who is concerned...please help out the victims of Ondoy and Pepeng... You could also donate:&lt;br /&gt;http://winwab.com/2009/09/how-to-help-for-typhoon-ondoy-victims-in-the-philippines-monetary-and-in-kind-donations-for-flash-floods/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much. God bless~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2427153526960066023?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2427153526960066023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2427153526960066023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2427153526960066023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2427153526960066023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-my-god-its-here.html' title='OH MY GOD, IT&apos;S HERE!!!!!'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6476964828741260713</id><published>2009-10-02T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:29:37.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aozora no senki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erementar gerad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akasha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jeen'/><title type='text'>My Aozora no Senki madness</title><content type='html'>Dear me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was already recovering from the Tales of Legendia fever, here comes another wave--Erementar Gerad: Aozora no Senki!! &gt;&lt;~  God, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Achea&lt;/span&gt;-chan is just too &lt;a href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Childhood%20NEW/01.jpg"&gt;cute&lt;/a&gt;! Her chara design is awesome! (Although she looks too much like my Akasha/Childe chara...) And I love her personality... It's very well-balanced. There's serious, then cutely mad/annoyed/pissed, then competitive, then wise, then cute, and of course the not-giving-up type :3 I just can't get enough of her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's also &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Childhood%20NEW/Jeenimg.jpg"&gt;Jeen&lt;/a&gt;. (I thought she's a guy first so I thought it'd be JeenxAchea lolololollll XDDDD) I love her personality too! She appears cold, then naive and cute, then deadly XDD (my favorite page is actually that part when Pou asks her why she agreed to be taken by the Rangits and she says it's for "provocation", then Pou worries what if that settled the whole thing, then Jeen says she'd destroy them and returned to Achea, lol you should see it for yourself! XDDD It's made of win!!! ahahaha!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;This addiction led me into planning another doujin project. (I've got other doujins on work but I still can't finish them...they're too crappy to be posted on the internet, too.)&lt;br /&gt;It's still got no title, but lemme give y'all the plot.&lt;br /&gt;Childe (my OC) finds an unconscious girl in front of the palace and brings her inside. The girl wakes up and realizes that she's not in her world anymore. Childe discovers that the girl is orphaned and decides to take her in as a princess. &lt;!--/end?//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh looking at those crappy descriptions...makes me wanna stop doing the doujin. It's so crappy! &gt;&lt; (The only reason I'm gonna do a doujin anyway is because Achea and Childe looks so similar...)  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preview of cover page:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SsazwrV4OlI/AAAAAAAAAIc/uNWN1PNhk28/s1600-h/akachea+prev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SsazwrV4OlI/AAAAAAAAAIc/uNWN1PNhk28/s400/akachea+prev.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388191653044959826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaah~ whatever, just read the frikkin' awesome manga (by my fave mangaka, Mayumi Azuma-sama)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangafox.com/manga/erementar_gerad_aozora_no_senki/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Erementar Gerad: Aozora no Senki (Flag of Blue Sky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;PS: If anyone knows where I could get scans like these:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Childhood%20NEW/blueskypic.jpg"&gt;blue sky&lt;/a&gt;- I got this from &lt;a href="http://www.evalpowar.com/index.php?layout=splatterbyte&amp;amp;site=projects&amp;amp;project=egbs"&gt;Eval Power&lt;/a&gt; (They're not working on it anymore... I hope Da-can wouldn't stop as well!)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Childhood%20NEW/where.jpg"&gt;img 2&lt;/a&gt;- I got this from some &lt;a href="http://forums.animesuki.com/showthread.php?p=1656666"&gt;forum&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me~ I really want to see them. :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6476964828741260713?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6476964828741260713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6476964828741260713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6476964828741260713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6476964828741260713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-aozora-no-senki-madness.html' title='My Aozora no Senki madness'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SsazwrV4OlI/AAAAAAAAAIc/uNWN1PNhk28/s72-c/akachea+prev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2289676229894881244</id><published>2009-06-10T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:52:58.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwanted Jay fanfic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;Beginning of college classes in Manila have been canceled due to the A-H1N1 threat, so I'm here typing a part of my Jay fanfic/doujin-to-be to pass time. Here's hoping that you'd like it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Pure Fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/Pairings:&lt;/b&gt; (For this chapter) Jay, Norma, Senel, Harriet, Moses, Will, Shirley, Elsa, Chloe, a female OC; possible ChloexOC, NormaxOC, MosesxOC,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; ...slice-of-life-with-semi-Action-genre genre??? --dies-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spoilers?:&lt;/b&gt; Yes..? Takes place after Grune's CQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; A mysterious new girl appears and tries to kill Jay. She seems nice to everyone else but him. And...Moses wears clothes. Contains ChloeV.S.Norma, ChloeV.S..Moses, NormaVS.Moses [breaks all ur pairings duuudes, cuz they're going for my OC now, all for the sake of my fanfic] JayV.S.OC, and ElsaV.S.OC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/strong&gt;: Tales of Legendia will never be mine. It's Namco's/Bandai's/Project Melfes forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chapter 1: Elegance, Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"I'm home," Jay said, unlatching the door and taking a step inside the house. Poppo warmly invites him to eat dinner to which Jay replies with "No thanks. I just...wanna rest for now." He headed to his bedroom and reached out to pull the blanket off, only to find a girl on his bed. To his surprise, he stepped back. He watched the girl as she opened her eyes, her face lightening up to the bright moonshine, and rubbed her eyes. She stared at him for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay stuttered as he asked, "Wh...who are you?! And why are you in my bed?!" The girl suddenly jumped out of the bed, her legs straightened while her feet gracefully reached the ground. She stared at him more, approaching him while Jay stepped back further as she stepped in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl finally spoke, "Jay." Jay gave her a sharp look. The girl lifted her right leg and aimed her kick to Jay's head but he quickly acted according to his reflexes and jumped away to evade the kick. The girl responded to Jay's speed and attacked him at a faster rate than his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who's this girl? Why does she know who I am...?" Jay thought to himself as he dodged her consecutive hand strikes. Jay led the girl outside through the window so that his family wouldn't get involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you want from me?!" Jay's tone expressed his anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl stood still and spoke, "Annihilate." She dashed towards Jay, but Jay read her motion and immediately evaded her. She threw a knife aimed at his torso which was successful. Jay dashed to her so she would get cornered but the girl jumped and landed on Jay's head. Jay bowed forward to her her off of his head. She landed on the ground cleanly and with glorious grace, something that one does not expect while in a fast-paced battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was about to slice him on the back but Jay crouched down and hit her, harlem-style, using Hawk Talon. He then followed it with a knife hurl which damaged the girl's side. She stepped back and threw a card towards him. It exploded on his face, and the girl took the time while he's distracted to push him to the ground and stab him with a knife. Fortunately, Jay had been blesses with effective reflexes; he grabbed the girl by the thigh using his left leg and lifted up his right leg to her crotch. The method was effective enough to bring her to the ground. She rolled to a sitting position, her left leg bent to the ground, not looking tired at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the sky, a loud set of thunders roared. The girl looked worried and immediately ran away. Jay wanted to pursue her but he felt so tired and felt that it would only lead to more trouble if he met her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Morning. Jay remembers his appointment with Will and the others. After the event which involved Grune's disappearance, Jay learned to tolerate the gang. He left for the Werites Beacon right after his breakfast with the Oresoren. The street where Will's house stands is the meeting place. Norma, Senel, and Harriet were standing in front of the fences on the front right side, wearing summer outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, JJ!" Norma exclaimed, waving at JJ with her left hand so high that it pulled her light yellow summer dress slightly up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You killjoy, why aren't you wearing a summer outfit?!" She continued. Jay just shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that's right. Emo kids never wear summer clothes, do they? Humph, what a jerk." Norma frowned and made sure it would reach Jay's distress signal somehow. "You know, Moses would &lt;em&gt;wear clothes&lt;/em&gt;, for once, just for this event! How come &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;wouldn't &lt;/em&gt;cooperate?!" Norma furiously asked, banging her hands up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Norma, give it up. It's just clothes. What's important is that he's going." Senel told her, narrowing his eyes with his arms crossed. Jay nodded. "Besides, I won't play dress up just to impress you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norma crouched down to Harriet's level and whispered to her, "Or maybe he just doesn't have other clothes, &lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;aside from the costumes&lt;/span&gt;." Harriet giggled. For once, they actually agreed on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will soon came out from his house holding two baskets. Moses followed with a huge backpack. Jay glared at him because he's actually wearing CLOTHES. (He feels upset about it, somehow...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after they came out, some of the other group members showed up. Those were Shirley, Chloe, and Elsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry we're late!" Elsa exclaimed, putting a hand on her chest while huffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure you'd be okay?" Chloe asked, out of concern. Elsa furiously nodded to make sure that Chloe would be convinced, or else she won't be allowed to go with them. Like everyone else, with the exception of Jay, the girls were wearing summer clothes. Yes, even &lt;em&gt;Chloe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. Now that we're complete..." Will said, but was interrupted by Shirley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E...excuse me... Before we set out, let us first introduce to you..." A girl appeared from behind Chloe. "Xyrene."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay stepped back. It's the same girl he fought last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley continued, "She came to Madam Musette's house last night, and I have been asked to take care of her for a while." The girl bowed politely, hiding her face in the shadows and her side bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norma rushed to her and bowed to her level to see her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi there! I'm Norma! Welcome to the group!" She said warmly, which made Xyrene look at her and blush. "Omaigosh, you look so cuuute~" She said sweetly, to which Chloe agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know! Isn't she adorable~?♥ I wanna take her home~♥" Chloe was blushing hard and looked so feminine, which fitted her summer dress perfectly. She then went back to herself with and "Ahem, excuse me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the group introduced themselves to the new girl. Everyone else liked Xyrene, except for Elsa, and of course, Jay, who just pretended that he's not familiar with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group finally left and headed to the Lumen Spring. As soon as they reached the place, Will and Moses put down the baskets and the heavy backpack. Chloe, Elsa, and Shirley helped lay down the three picnic cloth together on the ground, while Norma played with Xyrene and Harriet, as if she's one of the kids herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senel was standing far from them with Jay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So why couldn't the Oresoren come?" Senel asked, trying to fill in the empty space of silence between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay's reply was, "They're trying to fix a part of the village. I told them they could do it later but they insisted that I just go on alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senel looked up, trying to find what to say to keep themselves busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay was staring sharply at Xyrene; her graceful motion, her flowing hair that dances with the wind, and her innocent façade, and her evil gaze at him as she turned back to see him. Jay was startled but hid that expression by looking at his right side, and sees Senel, who gave him a weirded out look. He then smirked, which Jay ignored. Senel thinks he knows what's going on. (wau, not-so-dense Senel rofl epic fail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey guys! All's prepared~" Norma sang while waving at them with a huge smile on her face. Norma sat beside Moses, while Xyrene was on her left side. The arrangement was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clockwise, Will, on the topmost center [12 o'clock], Harriet on his left [1 o'clock], Jay [2 o'clock], Elsa[ 4 o'clock], Moses [6 o'clock] Norma [7 o'clock], Xyrene [8 o'clock], Chloe [9 o'clock],  Senel [10 o'clock], and Shirley [11 o'clock]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay stared at Xyrene for one more time. She held the butter knife with such elegance that it masks her deadly side perfectly. As she spread butter on the bread, she looked at him and smiled politely. It annoys Jay deep down but feels that he shouldn't act too early while everyone is still trusting her. "It's all in the timing," he keeps telling himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;End of Chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;Haaah oh god, I feel so embarassed of myself now. I couldn't even make a decent Jay line OTL... Sorry if I can't make the other characters talk , but let's assume they're all like that due to Grune's disappearance...&lt;span&gt;(especially MOSES, or maybe it's his clothes...it makes him unhappy D: ) And yes, I fail forever at grammar and creative English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal notes: I personally think Elsa has more reason to hate Xyrene lmao XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;And finally, Chloe could forget stupid Coolidge and be content with being bi after all--?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;I feel rejected so I'm posting this shit here. :) Thank you~ Now please die upon my command. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2289676229894881244?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2289676229894881244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2289676229894881244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2289676229894881244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2289676229894881244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/06/unwanted-jay-fanfic.html' title='Unwanted Jay fanfic'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2193095955280391609</id><published>2009-06-08T22:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:48:50.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>draft</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;Beginning of college classes in Manila have been cancelled due to the A-H1N1 threat, so I'm here typing a part of my JayxOC fanfic/doujin-to-be to pass time. Here's hoping that you'd like it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"I'm home," Jay said, unlatching the door and taking a step inside the house. Poppo warmly invites him to eat dinner to which Jay replies with "No thanks. I just...wanna rest for now." He headed to his bedroom and reached out to pull the blanket off, only to find a girl on his bed. To his surprise, he stepped back. He watched the girl as she opened her eyes, her face lightening up to the bright moonshine, and rubbed her eyes. She stared at him for a moment. Jay stuttered as he asked, "Wh...who are you?! And why are you in my bed?!" The girl suddenly jumped out of the bed, her legs straightened while her feet gracefully reached the ground. She stared at him more, approaching him while Jay stepped back further as she stepped in. The girl finally spoke, "Jay." Jay gave her a sharp look. The girl lifted her right leg and aimed her kick to Jay's head but he quickly acted according to his reflexes and jumped away to evade the kick. The girl responded to Jay's speed and attacked him at a faster rate than his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who's this girl? Why does she know who I am...?" Jay thought to himself as he dodged her consecutive hand strikes. Jay led the girl outside through the window so that his family wouldn't get involved. "What do you want from me?!" Jay's tone expressed his anger. The girl stood still and spoke, "Annihilate." She dashed towards Jay, but Jay read her motion and immediately evaded her. She threw a knife aimed at his torso which was successful. Jay dashed to her so she would get cornered but the girl jumped and landed on Jay's head. Jay bowed forward to her her off of his head. She landed on the ground cleanly and with glorious grace, something that one does not expect while in a fast-paced battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was about to slice him on the back but Jay crouched down and hit her, harlem-style, using Hawk Talon. He then followed it with a knife hurl which damaged the girl's side. She stepped back and threw a card towards him. It exploded on his face, and the girl took the time while he's distracted to push him to the ground and stab him with a knife. Fortunately, Jay had been blesses with effective reflexes; he grabed the girl by the thigh using his left leg and lifted up his right leg to her crotch. The method was effective enough to bring her to the ground. She rolled to a sitting position, her left leg bent to the ground, not looking tired at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the sky, a loud set of thuders roared. The girl looked worried and immediately ran away. Jay wanted to pursue her but he felt so tired and felt that it would only lead to more trouble if he met her again.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Morning. Jay remembers his appointment with Will and the others. After the event which involved Grune's disappearance, Jay learned to tolerate the gang. He left for the Werites Beacon right after his breakfast with the Oresoren. The street where Will's house stands is the meeting place. Norma, Senel, and Harriet were standing in front of the fences on the front right side, wearing summer outfits.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, JJ!" Norma exclaimed, waving at JJ with her left hand so high that it pulled her light yellow summer dress slightly up. "You killjoy, why aren't you wearing a summer outfit?!" She continued. Jay just shrugged. "Oh, that's right. Emo kids never wear summer clothes, do they? &lt;span _fcktemp="1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Humph, what a jerk." Norma frowned and made sure it would reach Jay's distress signal somehow.  &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2193095955280391609?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2193095955280391609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2193095955280391609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2193095955280391609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2193095955280391609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/06/draft.html' title='draft'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-4695103057904874322</id><published>2009-04-16T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:34:59.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare Nap and Mystery of Trina Etong</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, during a scorching afternoon, I felt the need to take a nap because I wanted to watch Born to be Wild, which had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kuya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kiko&lt;/span&gt;♥ hosting it. In the middle of my nap, I fell into a short dream...or nightmare. I couldn't remember the earlier parts, but I remember that a little girl and an old woman (around 50 years of age, I presume), both of whom I'm supposed to know, came over to the house, then we went to the kitchen. I gave them candies from a candy pouch, each with 3 varied colors and flavors. My brother and I were there too. I was fortunate to get 4 colors instead, with a mocha flavor added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the scene shifted to a bedroom. The male there was supposedly my "uncle" and he raped a black haired girl, and she was anguished, then I dunno how but she turned into a hen afterwards... Suddenly, there was a rooster beside it. It was white, while the hen was brownish. The "uncle" kicked the white rooster because it kept on making noises and it tried to attack him as a counter attack. I kept on thinking, "my uncle is a rapist?" Afterwards, he headed to the kitchen and gave me a bad look. I gave him an evil stare in return, then he headed towards me to hold my jaw and told me he doesn't like it. I was holding a '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;walis&lt;/span&gt; ting-ting' during that. My heart pounded in anger, then told him, "my parents don't do that to me!" even though dad did it several times before...&lt;br /&gt;The "uncle" turned back to me, and I was ready to attack...&lt;br /&gt;Then my eyes opened energetically. My heart pounded stronger, and I tried to catch my breath. I was awakened from a nightmare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;That case about Trina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Etong&lt;/span&gt; (Ted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Failon's&lt;/span&gt; wife)'s "suicide"...doesn't it seem&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; too suspicious&lt;/span&gt;? She's left handed, yet the gun was on the right side and it was found a bit far from her hands. She was leaning on the bathroom wall (as reenacted by their maid). Her wound was not direct.&lt;br /&gt;During the first time I saw Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Failon's&lt;/span&gt; statement about her, when he said he " understood why she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;committed&lt;/span&gt; suicide", it already triggered my suspicion about him because HE DIDN'T SEEM VERY SYMPHATETICAL now, did he? Ms. Trina was also negative in gun powder residue test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of several views about this.&lt;br /&gt;Either it was a planned "ambush" in which Ted had someone else do it, or they just moved the crime pieces in order to confuse the authority, or there's something else...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-4695103057904874322?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4695103057904874322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=4695103057904874322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4695103057904874322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4695103057904874322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/04/nightmare-nap-and-mystery-of-trina.html' title='Nightmare Nap and Mystery of Trina Etong'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-5217948260658696776</id><published>2009-04-15T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:15:59.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish we could get enrolled in some activities centre...</title><content type='html'>I'm serious. -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's boring here...and my body keeps on feeling lazy because I don't do anything other than sit around and do nothing. -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...we don't have summer allowance you know. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-5217948260658696776?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5217948260658696776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=5217948260658696776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5217948260658696776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5217948260658696776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wish-we-could-get-enrolled-in-some.html' title='I wish we could get enrolled in some activities centre...'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-8708011280908479113</id><published>2009-04-13T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:55:17.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Abandoned Rune</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bardic Voices&lt;/span&gt; (Book 1: The Lark and the Wren) by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mercedes Lackey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I previously introduced Bardic Voices in my &lt;a href="http://shaia18frhaine.blog.friendster.com/2009/03/little-babblings/"&gt;FS blog&lt;/a&gt; and said that I'll work on a Rune character impression sketch. And I did.&lt;br /&gt;But since I had to return the book to the owner because they had fire (and she's not sure if she could get back to work where my mom does) , I wasn't able to finish it. :( I'm quite sad... My first impression on the book is that it's full of adventures and fiddle playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I used the book's front cover as a basis for Rune. She looked kinda old there, despite being only 16 years old. She was described in the book as "tall, thin,..." and I friggin' forgot, but they're trying to give her the impression that she's not too attractive... That's not how my mind visualized her, seeing that she's the MAIN CHARACTER, and she FIDDLES, and those things kinda make me think that she's gotta be good-looking somehow. My sketch ended up like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SeQQhzAs8OI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nYsx3niXa5g/s1600-h/Rune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SeQQhzAs8OI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nYsx3niXa5g/s400/Rune.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324398832273649890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the raw, uncleaned/untouched-by-photoshop version, which explains why it's got stains and it's messy. I can't give more details on the fiddle because I don't have a good reference for it, aside from the book cover, which happens to be small and a bit dark... I wanted to put more details on her clothes too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed Rune's clothes too because...err, she's 16, wth...&lt;br /&gt;I also made a Rune expressions sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SeQRWkSilEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/bYzV1piR52s/s1600-h/Rune+faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SeQRWkSilEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/bYzV1piR52s/s400/Rune+faces.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324399738855003202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not complete, though, considering that I don't want to guess her complete personality. These are horrible, but nonetheless, who cares, right? It's not like it'd get published outside blogspot anyway... Oh yeah, and the back image was the &lt;a href="http://etherland.deviantart.com/art/Promervaile-Shaia-portrait-117747678"&gt;Promervaile Shaia&lt;/a&gt; portrait... It's so dark that it got scanned along ^^'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to make one for Rune's mother too, who was described in the book as "pretty, doll-faced Stara" but I forgot how I visualized her. :( That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-8708011280908479113?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/8708011280908479113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=8708011280908479113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/8708011280908479113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/8708011280908479113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/04/abandoned-rune.html' title='The Abandoned Rune'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SeQQhzAs8OI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nYsx3niXa5g/s72-c/Rune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1201818767470789904</id><published>2009-03-19T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:30:38.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Collab Manga Project: Nursery!</title><content type='html'>I contacted Trance-san about an idea of turning the Clan Exodus and Genesis into children one day. We went into sharing of ideas, then finally we had a rough draft of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the exception of Xene (because according to Trance, he can't draw small children with bewbs XDDD), the twin clan Exodus and Genesis' members have been turned into children after Xene played with Raei's potions. She didn't know that those weren't really supposed to be potions, but juices for their afternoon siesta, and this results to the members being shrinked into the size of children. (They act very childish along with that.) Since Xene went out after being scolded by Raei, she didn't get to drink the juice/potion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Frhaine was performing a Dream Summoner spell as a part of her practice. She accidentally causes a time loop, sending the Hermetics children into their time. She was obliged to take care of them. Rienzan was against the idea of having to babysit them since he wasn't really involved, but being a pedo (oops), he eventually gets convinced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result becomes a (soon-to-be) bunch of yonkoma pages and some normal manga pages.&lt;br /&gt;It will be a webcomic. But I have no idea where to post the pages yet. Anyway, I'll get around to do them since it won't be too long before I stop being busy with failing stupid school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished the front cover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Childhood%20NEW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Nursery2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Childhood%20NEW/Nursery2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frhaine: Why am I the MAID~ *T_T*&lt;br /&gt;Rienzan: *looks far with perverted look* Me likes this job&lt;br /&gt;Shaia: *holding a cuuuuuuute bunneh* Cuuute♥&lt;br /&gt;Blaire: Tehehe&lt;br /&gt;Risan: SHOCK~ *Expired Bentou?!*&lt;br /&gt;Raei and Sonarra are sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be called Nursery! (With the exclamation point) The Chronicles of the Hermetics Children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T draw children because I dunno how children's CLOTHES should be. Hence, the sucky clothing. Wtf, I dun think children would wear those.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, at least Frhaine's wearing maid (moe) clothes. Rienzan looks too short in tharr. &gt;.&gt; The paper is stupidly small...or maybe I just drew them too big. O_O;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was written by me and Trance, and the illustrations will be a divided work for us too. Our styles are similar so it's not a problem. :D&lt;br /&gt;(I do hope he could find time to help though...^^;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates to follow. Stay tuned! ^_~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1201818767470789904?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1201818767470789904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1201818767470789904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1201818767470789904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1201818767470789904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/03/collab-manga-project-nursery.html' title='Collab Manga Project: Nursery!'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Childhood%20NEW/th_Nursery2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-197564385077675026</id><published>2009-03-19T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:28:13.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps I could just...</title><content type='html'>Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, I had a dream. I died, then I heaved up a breath and came back to life and I'm on the other side of the bed. During my death, I was somewhere in heaven and I think I talked to God or something. But anyway, I came back to life. And then I awoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I wish I could do that. I wish I could just die for a moment then come back to life again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear that I'll fail Calculus again, despite already mastering the formulas. I'm blaming Ronald for this. And I blame myself for listening. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna die soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-197564385077675026?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/197564385077675026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=197564385077675026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/197564385077675026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/197564385077675026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/03/perhaps-i-could-just.html' title='Perhaps I could just...'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-5161941143141245199</id><published>2009-01-15T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T04:44:23.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Japanese Name (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;Taken from Lhea's bulletin in FS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO FRIENDS..! Please fill your name in Japanese (refer to table below) and send it to all of your friends to show how crazy it looks like.... PLEASE PASS IT ON........ DON'T SPOIL and BREAK THE FUN................ &gt; A - ka &gt; B - tu &gt; C - mi &gt; D - te &gt; E - ku &gt; F - lu &gt; G - ji &gt; H - ri &gt; I - ki &gt; J - zu &gt; K - me &gt; L - ta &gt; M - rin &gt; N - to &gt; O - mo &gt; P - no &gt; Q - ke &gt; R - shi &gt; S - ari &gt; T -chi &gt; U - do &gt; V - ru &gt; W -mei &gt; X - na &gt; Y - fu &gt; Z - zi &gt; .Carmen - Mikashirinkuto &gt; 2.Ikenna - Kimekutotoka &gt; 3.Jane - Zukatoku &gt; 4.Noah - Tomokari (U can just call me 'Kari) &gt; 5.Gideon - Jikitekumoto &gt; 6.Chibuzo - Mirikitudozimo &gt; 7.Ansa - katoarika &gt; 8.Deborah-tekutumoshikari &gt; 9.Lazarus - Takazika &gt; 10.Adeola-Katekumotaka &gt; 11.Lekan - kikumekato &gt; 12.Uche- Domiriku &gt; 13.Enyinnaya - kutofutotokafuka (what a name indeed) &gt; 14.Chike--Mirikimeku 15.ISAAC...kiarikakami (just call me kami) &gt; 16.Mariam- Rinkashikikarin ( simply call KIKA) &gt; 17.Zusi-Zidoariki (Zido or Riki) 18.Kenneth - Mekutotokuchiri(hmmm.... I think i like kuchiri) &gt; 19.Juliet - Zudotakikuchi (Dot sounds cool) &gt; 20.Moji - Rinmozuki &gt; 21.Wale -Meikataku &gt; 22.Florence - lutamoshikutomiku (sounds like yoruba) s &gt; 23. Benedict- Tukutokutekimichi &gt; 24. Sade - Arikateku &gt; 25. David - Tekarukite (just call me Tekarukite!) &gt; 26. Sachin - arikamirikito ....puuuffff finally done :)) &gt; 27. Pradeep - noshikatekukuno Wow starts with a No and ends with one as well. &gt; 28. Neha- tokurika --------AWESOME J 29. Parul - Nokashidota - ( not bad I can pronounce J ) &gt; 30. Jeetika - Zukukuchikimeka (thank god I am an Indian) &gt; 31. Sandeep-Arikatotekukuno &gt; 32. kim- mekirin &gt; 33. Nathan - tokachirikato &gt; 34. я♥s e- shimo ariku [hangkyut!!!] 35. KaRLo- mekashitamo [prang ng mumura lng T_T] hihih brrrr &gt; 36. CARRE - mikashishiku (haha funny) 37. Jayvee - Zukafurukuku (baho naman... Ganyan ba talaga mga name sa japanese?..) &gt; 38. Jami-kun - Zukarinku-kun (yossu~! astig . . .hehehe) &gt; 39. Apple- Kanonotaku :]] (LOL.) 40:myra-rinfushika(kawaii!!!) 41.nicole---tokimi motaku [angkyut!] 42.park yunhae---nokashime fudotorikaku [WOW! hahaha angkuletz nmn!] 43.naruko---tokashi domemo [ang domemo daw! ahahah!] &gt; 44. KRISTEN- mishikiari chikuto haha 45. JOHCHAN- zumokatotoka lumoshichiku(haha..so nice and funny~) 46. PATRICIA &gt;&gt;&gt; nokachishikimikika mimoarichika ... [[ pRnG gA.gO LnG nMn ..!!! ]] &gt; 47.GWYN JOYCE-jimeifuto zumofumiku(lolz) &gt; 48.♥MARIELLE♥-♥rinka shikaku tatako♥ 49.Patricia= nokachishikimikika arikatokashikuzi:]] &gt; vanez-&gt;&gt;rukatokuzi..ruka nlng!&gt;(haha. d naman yan 22o weh!) XD &gt; 50. Louise - Tamodokiariku. [ Parang tnga lng, Haha! XD ] &gt; 51. Yellow - Sayaka! &gt; 52. Lorelie - Tamoshikutakiku (prang resto. lang ah) &gt; 53. Emarian- Kurinkashikikato ( hahaha funny... &gt; 54. Erlie - Kushitakiku (haaha...ka cute...heehehe) &gt; 55. andrew nicolas-katoteshikumei tokimimotakaari (((hehehe)) &gt; 56. hazeljane - rikazikuta zukatoku- woahaha ano daw? &gt; 57. jeif - zukukilu (puta bayuta oi...) &gt; 58. dan - tekato (xit! ang pangit!..lol) &gt; 59. calvin - mikatarukito (hahah..sagwa..)XD &gt; 60. Nestor- toko-arichimoshi .ngeee! :)) &gt; 61. Czarena- mizikashikutoka (hahaha..ka cute)) &gt;62. BAI CASSANDRA- TUKAKI MIKAARIKATOSHIKA [PAGKATAAS HAHA! DILI PA NGA YAN FULL NAME HAHAHA!] 62. MHERI- RINRIKUSHIKI :O 63. Berlyn- Tukushitafuto (what the!)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln1"&gt;64--&gt;&gt; LHEA - TARIKUKA ( PANGET ) 65. PATRICIA - NOKACHISHIKIMIKAKI/ FRHAINE- Lushirikakitoku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks, cuz Japanese don't have L in their alphabet. It's replaced by R instead. :| What a stupid, inaccurate shit. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-5161941143141245199?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5161941143141245199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=5161941143141245199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5161941143141245199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5161941143141245199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-japanese-name.html' title='My Japanese Name (?)'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-5254943014189446038</id><published>2008-12-13T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:43:06.511-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>We've been discussing the whole time about what course I should get. Then while eating lunch, dad told us that his granddad died at the age of 105, and my great-grandmother died at the age of 95 +&lt;br /&gt;Omg, they live such long lives O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop being afraid of ghosts yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was at school last Wednesday, I was feeling sleepy, then when I tried to continue writing and saw my eye on my ballpen, and it was staring at me! &gt;&lt; style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Na-tuliro tuloy ako, napatunganga habang nakatingin dun sa corner na un... Hindi ko kasi mapaniwalaan, tapos dun ko napag-tanto na sana wag bumukas ang third eye ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-5254943014189446038?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5254943014189446038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=5254943014189446038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5254943014189446038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5254943014189446038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2988652292690336002</id><published>2008-12-12T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:15:46.873-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frhaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hermethe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weebly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shaia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamworld'/><title type='text'>DreamWorld Hermethe</title><content type='html'>I created the website this Tuesday, 12-09-08, but since it still goes through lots of updating, I have to postpone the announcement.&lt;br /&gt;It's http://hermethe.weebly.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2988652292690336002?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2988652292690336002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2988652292690336002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2988652292690336002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2988652292690336002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/12/dreamworld-hermethe.html' title='DreamWorld Hermethe'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1644165001649648804</id><published>2008-12-06T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T19:58:31.844-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etherland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>ART Week</title><content type='html'>These pics aren't drawn this week, but I have to post them somewhere just so I can finally remove them from my hard disk. I'll only post the raws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew this for felt tip marker practice. I also wanted to practice traditional arts, but I kinda fail... At that time I was having some sort of an art block so I tried drawing a love tree, then I thought, "I've not been drawing Raei for a while as much as I do when I was younger, so here, I will draw you, Raei!" I took this pic using my cousin Nani's digicam when she lent it to us :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/STtiNjaRg9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/NcVfkdGJqNw/s1600-h/DSC01661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/STtiNjaRg9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/NcVfkdGJqNw/s400/DSC01661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276919373377930194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was drawn on the next page of the "My tongue got burned" comic. I was having splendid images in my mind back then, but I couldn't execute it well with hand... I kinda have Shirley Fennes on mind, but I was just remember ToL back then. :|&lt;br /&gt;This is some sort of high-end fashion with elemental issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/STtjo8tNz1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ap8dKM9DIj8/s1600-h/DSC01667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/STtjo8tNz1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ap8dKM9DIj8/s400/DSC01667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276920943536361298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was drawn using my gift as a reference. The theme was "something cute" and I got this cute keychain creature whose nose got cut off for some reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/STtlFbPED9I/AAAAAAAAAHI/gP2gs05csH8/s1600-h/DSC01668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/STtlFbPED9I/AAAAAAAAAHI/gP2gs05csH8/s400/DSC01668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276922532279357394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ehh...that's all. Everything else was posted in the &lt;a href="http://etherland.deviantart.com/"&gt;Etherland &lt;/a&gt;account.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1644165001649648804?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1644165001649648804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1644165001649648804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1644165001649648804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1644165001649648804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/12/art-week.html' title='ART Week'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/STtiNjaRg9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/NcVfkdGJqNw/s72-c/DSC01661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2475268132895544775</id><published>2008-12-06T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:17:23.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frhaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Risan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightmare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proverbs 16-18'/><title type='text'>Dec. 06, 08 nightmare &amp; This morning's words</title><content type='html'>I had a nightmare last night, or should I say, last last morning, somewhere around 1-4 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I saw a large worm crawling from a hollow block sand pot and I freaked out, then when I turned to someone, he was holding a big worm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, catching my breath. Then I tried to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up listening to a bible discussion show. I don't know what the show was called.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up listening to "God hates pride", Proverbs 16-18. I wanted to take up our bible to see it, but it's in the morning and I feel sinfully lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soon continued watching, and it continued to Saul and David about the topic, "jealousy". Then, "Without God in your heart, you are empty." Yes, indeed. And that inspires me to make a Christian manga with Risan and Frhaine as main charas. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to read the bible more, honestly. But with people like my parents are in the house, it's kinda...depressing. They think it's corny to read it. :( Such encouraging parents I have&lt;/sarcasm&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, that's all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2475268132895544775?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2475268132895544775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2475268132895544775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2475268132895544775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2475268132895544775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/12/dec-06-08-nightmare-this-mornings-words.html' title='Dec. 06, 08 nightmare &amp; This morning&apos;s words'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2682337396098820163</id><published>2008-11-28T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:17:22.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scheming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SS_8l7jyBDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bG-7uKeZs_M/s1600-h/Tsuna+WIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SS_8l7jyBDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bG-7uKeZs_M/s400/Tsuna+WIP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273711417247269938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMFG...&lt;br /&gt;The most unplanned scheme ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was googling for scarves, I realized that I put Tsuna in a winter theme... wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't he have that flame thing on his head when he goes into that...mode? *forgot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figured I'll include in the description next time: "I'm trying to freeze him to death, yes" lol it'll be so fun hehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/retard mode&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since I haven't really seen KHR, ever *i'm such a loser awaaaaaa*, I'm gonna guess more stuff around working on that WIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaah I should've researched sum moawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ends*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2682337396098820163?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2682337396098820163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2682337396098820163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2682337396098820163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2682337396098820163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/11/scheming.html' title='Scheming'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SS_8l7jyBDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bG-7uKeZs_M/s72-c/Tsuna+WIP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-5491998856683812231</id><published>2008-11-14T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:48:27.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New haircut...</title><content type='html'>I got it yesterday (Thurs)&lt;br /&gt;And like before&lt;br /&gt;I STILL DIDN"T GET THE RESULT I WANT :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already gave them a reference of the hair I want, and I made it detailed as possible&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHY COULDN"T GET GET WHAT THE CUSTOMER WANTS OH XIETTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave me a frikkin' bob, where in fact, I'm trying to get a Shaia-minus-bangs-and-fangs alskdsafmdfds,fsgmfdfsg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it was full moon last night ^_^ &lt;/fetish&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-5491998856683812231?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5491998856683812231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=5491998856683812231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5491998856683812231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5491998856683812231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-haircut.html' title='New haircut...'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-9215002393500604407</id><published>2008-11-10T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T05:28:59.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survivor Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kiko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charisse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marlon'/><title type='text'>At nagtagumpay ang pang-aahas</title><content type='html'>Tanggal si Kuya Kiko...&lt;br /&gt;Sa tingin ko, medyo bumbaba ang tingin ko sa kanya, hindi dahil natanggal siya, kundi dahil naging diktator siya... Pero kahit ganun, mhal ko pa rin un ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Rob ang binigyan niya ng Itim na Perlas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tingin ko, kaya si Rob ang pinili niya ay para matuto ito na huwag maging mukhang pera.&lt;br /&gt;Pero, sana naisip muna ni Kiko na kapag iniwan mo ang mga mahihina kasama ng mga ahas (o buwaya), hindi na dapat sila pagkatiwalaan ng maluwag pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Charisse, isa sa mga pinaka-plastik, kunwari iiyak-iyak diyan, tapos si Kiko rin naman ang ibinoto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Kaye, guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Si Chris, hay naku, ang husay mag-panggap. Kunwa'y walang alam.&lt;br /&gt;Mga madaling mauto--mahihina ang utak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Marlon, baboy pa rin, hayup, punyeta, gago! Ahas at buwaya sa katawan ng isang baboy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-9215002393500604407?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/9215002393500604407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=9215002393500604407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/9215002393500604407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/9215002393500604407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-nagtagumpay-ang-pang-aahas.html' title='At nagtagumpay ang pang-aahas'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1278813725552297084</id><published>2008-11-07T07:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:03:10.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>urgh</title><content type='html'>If I published DreamWorld earlier than TotA was released, I probably wouldn't be so bothered like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz why does Luke have to be so similar to Ri-sama... -_____-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now regret making Risan a religious guy&lt;br /&gt;I frikkin regret it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tear loves cute things *_*&lt;br /&gt;So that means I should cancel Shaia's tsundere side too?&lt;br /&gt;;-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so phail aslksfjvdmkgd,fsaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cure meeeeeh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1278813725552297084?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1278813725552297084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1278813725552297084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1278813725552297084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1278813725552297084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/11/urgh.html' title='urgh'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-3562616307777689657</id><published>2008-10-30T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:42:24.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE WON~!!!!</title><content type='html'>We won last night in Sports Fest basketball~!&lt;br /&gt;Both girls and bois~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overview:&lt;br /&gt;My favorite players (Boys)&lt;br /&gt;Bervic - dahil maabilidad at nakakamangha 8DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Jimbo - dahil nakakamangha&lt;br /&gt;Joerinie - dahil nakakamangha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhhahhahahahahahha recycled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite players (girls)&lt;br /&gt;Lou Anne&lt;br /&gt;Jizza&lt;br /&gt;Lhea&lt;br /&gt;Jazel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;dahil lahat sila nakakatuwang pagmasdan :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still kinda tired... Let someone else do the review -_______-;; or pay me $10 :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-3562616307777689657?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3562616307777689657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=3562616307777689657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3562616307777689657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3562616307777689657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-won.html' title='WE WON~!!!!'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1429203207676801088</id><published>2008-10-30T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T01:48:06.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assassin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cursed Mark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earrings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyrell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falcon squad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lavender hair color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white clan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theraxia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crimson eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bari&apos;n Lai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leryx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shaia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jhay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black clan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zuri'/><title type='text'>Shaia Project: Concept Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SQlnYuMfZQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uxYyBrC9TDs/s1600-h/ShaiaProfile+colored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SQlnYuMfZQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uxYyBrC9TDs/s400/ShaiaProfile+colored.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262851313974076674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Shaia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Age&lt;/span&gt;: (in this picture) 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Skin&lt;/span&gt;: pale peach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hair color&lt;/span&gt;: Lavender/ light purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Iris&lt;/span&gt;: Crimson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Accessories&lt;/span&gt;: 1 earring on her right ear (her earrings), 2 joined earrings on the left (Jhay and Trase's gifts to her), satchel, Health potion, red Bind Choker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Attack/ Skill Type&lt;/span&gt;: Dexterity, stealth, slash &amp;amp; pierce through, step, deception, agility class,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Weapons of choice&lt;/span&gt;: Metallic leaf projectile set, Samera (Sword), platform shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Background story&lt;/span&gt;: • Shaia acquired the two joined earrings before Trase (older sister) died, and when Jhay gave her a pair of handcrafted bronze earrings as a parting gift. They, along with her own earrings, come in pairs, but due to her belief (if I lost one of the pairs, then it'd be useless, so just display one of them and that's what makes it look cooler), she only displays one of each pair.&lt;br /&gt;• When she's around 7 years old, right after Trase's death, she left her home country Theraxia to find her sister's murderer and sought for revenge, which were considered violations in Theraxia. When she left, she accidentally fell into one of the Bari'n Lai Tribe's traps. The town chief Zuri, realizing that she's a harmless young child, freed her but when they found out that she was carrying a sword (Sarem, younger version of Samera), they had to take her in for interrogation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•During the investigation, she was introduced to the chief's 10-year-old son, Jhay. She was found to be an orphan, and Zuri's younger sister offered Shaia to be her adopted daughter, making Jhay and her (illegitimate) cousins. During her stay there, she was trained to be a warrior with Jhay as her teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•When she reached the age of 10, she had to undergo rituals to be an official native of the tribe. Being unfamiliar of the risks, she was unaware that she was being tricked into receiving the Cursed Mark(placed on her neck, covered by the choker), which enables the user to summon the cursed beast that could wipe out the entire tribe. They believed that she owes them so much that she feels so much in debt that's why she won't attack the tribe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Unfortunately, the beast was summoned and 3/4 of the tribe was destroyed. They blamed Shaia for this, not knowing that she's not the reason for the beast's appearance. Jhay forced her to flee before she gets punished, and with that, he gave her parting gifts--a pair of handcrafted bronze earrings and her very first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•When she fled, she encountered the Falcon Squad, a ninja and assassin sector in the Black Clan and White Clan. In that encounter, she lost her right eye to Tyrell, the insect summoner, but she still managed to defeat them all despite that. Unknown to her, there was another member who rarely goes into fight-- Leryx. He knocked her out soon and was taken to their headquarters.&lt;br /&gt;•When she was taken to the clan's head, Ebony, she was offered a position in Falcon Squad after realizing her skills. She refused the offer due to Tyrell being a member of the squad. When she was told that she could take the revenge she's been wanting, she decided to stay for a while.&lt;br /&gt;•One day, she was sent to the hospital when an eye donor was available.&lt;br /&gt;•Leryx had to leave for a while.&lt;br /&gt;•Ebony makes another offer. She accepted the offer when she was given the hidden weapon; a paintbrush. She became a skilled assassin for a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•She quitted her job as an assassin when she was tasked to assassinate the next tribe chief of Bari'n Lai, Jhay. She was 13 years old at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•When she managed to escape Ebony and her clan, she was in the scene when Sonarra's necklace was stolen. She caught the snatcher and retrieved the necklace. From that moment on, she was accepted in Sonarra's clan, Clan Genesis. She's in a disguise back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. :D It's the entire story of her life hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't include spoilers, sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1429203207676801088?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1429203207676801088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1429203207676801088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1429203207676801088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1429203207676801088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/10/shaia-project-concept-parade.html' title='Shaia Project: Concept Parade'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SQlnYuMfZQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uxYyBrC9TDs/s72-c/ShaiaProfile+colored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-4635367367565507874</id><published>2008-10-28T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T05:58:20.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahah audience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SQcMSefRadI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ktw0v-_Dk_Y/s1600-h/lol+look.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SQcMSefRadI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ktw0v-_Dk_Y/s400/lol+look.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262188201167120850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would ya look at that...&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Top is popular in the US!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-4635367367565507874?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4635367367565507874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=4635367367565507874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4635367367565507874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4635367367565507874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/10/hahahah-audience.html' title='hahahah audience'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SQcMSefRadI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ktw0v-_Dk_Y/s72-c/lol+look.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-7142128951984273210</id><published>2008-10-21T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:33:10.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SP3Ltlsoc6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/tAdzRERIzoQ/s1600-h/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SP3Ltlsoc6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/tAdzRERIzoQ/s400/lol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259583923912471458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhhahahhahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could still remember the commercial lolllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, wasn't I supposed to be killing myself since exams are fast approacing?! O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-7142128951984273210?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7142128951984273210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=7142128951984273210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7142128951984273210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7142128951984273210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SP3Ltlsoc6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/tAdzRERIzoQ/s72-c/lol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-712697648725321302</id><published>2008-10-14T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T06:15:34.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our family is famous~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SPSaTIURiUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jcELw-6bXwQ/s1600-h/rich+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SPSaTIURiUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jcELw-6bXwQ/s400/rich+family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256996318488922434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pahang is the largest peninsular state of Malaysia, or that's how I remember it in Encarta Encyclopedia (when we used to have it...)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;We're so popular~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-712697648725321302?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/712697648725321302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=712697648725321302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/712697648725321302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/712697648725321302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-family-is-famous.html' title='Our family is famous~'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SPSaTIURiUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jcELw-6bXwQ/s72-c/rich+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-8165764110558627500</id><published>2008-10-11T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:02:43.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast~</title><content type='html'>Breakfast today:&lt;br /&gt;Pan de sal and sunny-side-up egg :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to have this breakfast since...God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds my tongue of how days were back when we were still in Makati. I was 3 years old by then. Oh yeah, and Diz was a neighbour~! I wonder if he still remembers that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so back in those days, pan de sal didn't cost 1 peso for such a puny piece of bread. It was as big as my current fist, and it's really good. :3 Now if you buy pan de sal, it still costs 1 peso, but it's like a baby's fist. &gt;:C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate our economy. It's better if young guys ruled our country than stupid Gloria. &gt;:C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-8165764110558627500?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/8165764110558627500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=8165764110558627500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/8165764110558627500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/8165764110558627500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/10/breakfast.html' title='Breakfast~'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-3384396024009320360</id><published>2008-10-04T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:08:27.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing: Silent Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>When I got up this morning, I immediately went straight to our living room and listened to my Fuchsiang Pag-ibig album (Silent Sanctuary).&lt;br /&gt;It brought me nostalgia... I remembered working in PS while listening to their songs. Their songs that make me want to draw or color something... They keep me inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the first time I've heard "Ikaw Lamang" on the radio, I couldn't stop yearning to know what song it was and which band performed it. I thought it was Sugarfree...they sounded a little similar. Then one day, when we went to 8 Waves resort, we listened to my brother's bag-slash-radio bag and the DJs announced that the song is "Ikaw Lamang" by Silent Sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I've been obsessed with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one day, they had a live chat. They weren't there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time they held another live chat, they ignored me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really bad about them, to the point that I declared that they are no longer my favorite band. I discovered new OPM bands and pretended that I love them more than SS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I just woke up humming Kismet. In school, home, I even wrote the lyrics in my intermediate pad, and I forgot to put the third stanza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that day, I told myself that I'd listen to them again. Right after our first day of 2nd monthly exam, I listened to their songs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that I just can't lie... I still love their songs. They made so much impact to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just can't wait to hear that they'd release a new album...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'s all. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-3384396024009320360?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3384396024009320360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=3384396024009320360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3384396024009320360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3384396024009320360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/10/reminiscing-silent-sanctuary.html' title='Reminiscing: Silent Sanctuary'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-7897370886261023836</id><published>2008-10-04T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T20:03:54.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on Shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;4. Put any comments in the following line after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag three people after this quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you male or female?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You and I Both" (Jason Mraz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lol...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Describe yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Always Be My Baby" (David Cook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't get it...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do people feel when they're around you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What I've Done" (Linkin Park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What the heck have I done?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Describe your current relationship.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Solar Wind" (Snowkel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This song is an adventure 8D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where would you like to be now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CaramellDansen- Speedycake remix" (umm...Supergott?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna go to Sweden?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you feel about love?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Half Alive" (Secondhand Serenade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love this song...:3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's your life like?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Time of My Life" (David Cook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha! Lol! Sure...I wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If someone says "is this okay?" you say,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't Give Up" (The Noisettes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rofl.gif" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl" width="29" height="27" /&gt;Cool! Yeah, don't give up! You can do better shit than that yah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How would you describe yourself?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unwritten" (Natasha Bedingfield)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-_______-;;&lt;strike&gt; I really don't exist, huh...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; This song fits. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Soulmate" (Natasha Bedingfield)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, I get easily attracted in emo boys...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; WE"RE SOULMATES! XDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you feel today?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Angel" (Natasha Bedingfield *again*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I feel so angelic. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your life's purpose?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ikaw Lamang" *Only You* (Silent Sanctuary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I live only for you! *D*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your motto?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These Words" (Natasha Bedingfield)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And most unfitting, lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You Should Drink Cucumber Flavored Beer!" (IOSYS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lolllll my friends are bad influence hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unlocked Girl- The Girl Who Left Her Secret Room" (IOSYS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It doesn't make sense again...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think about very often?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haruka Kanata" (Asian Kung-Fu Generation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm not thinking of anything THAT far...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is 2 + 2?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ready, Steady, Go" (L'Arc~en~Ciel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MATH! Run for your lives! Ready, steady, GO!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think of your best friend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Melissa" (Porno Graffiti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't have any best friend...especially not Melissa! &gt;&lt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think of the person you like?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Passion" (Utada Hikaru)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's uberly passionate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your life story?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yura Yura" (Hearts Grow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In these wavering skies, I will fly to you. Say what?! I'm 4ever a slave????&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marisa Stole the Precious Thing!" (IOSYS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She stole my precious dreams! *cries*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Silly Go Round" (FictionJunction Yuuka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He sure is silly *giggle*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Disilussion" (Sachi Tainaka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not like I'd actually get married lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Karma- TotA opening)" (Bump of Chicken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, you'd get karma when I die you damn bastard bitches!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your hobby/interest?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Death Note Danjo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I knew I shouldn't have placed this in my playlist! I KNEW IT!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your biggest fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"real Emotion" (Kumi Koda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm afraid of real emotions?! D:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your biggest secret?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sanctuary" (Nami Tamaki)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My biggest secret is in my Sanctuary. XDDDDDDDD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forever" (Savage Genius)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friends are Forever. FALSE. I don't have friends!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What will you post this journal's title as?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hikari" (Utada Hikaru)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Simple and Clean&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well, anything to say to your watchers out there?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First Love- Japanese" (Utada Hikaru)&lt;br /&gt;You're not exactly my first love but yeah...*shrug*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-7897370886261023836?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7897370886261023836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=7897370886261023836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7897370886261023836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7897370886261023836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-5931335077064794578</id><published>2008-09-29T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:20:54.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds!: The Release</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SODw7kr-QZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QXTRWl6yj_A/s1600-h/Wind+color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SODw7kr-QZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QXTRWl6yj_A/s400/Wind+color.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251462071765057938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...&lt;br /&gt;After a month of suffering from cannotuploadtosytis, our server/computer has finally fixed the problem. I just checked Photobucket today and it's perfectly fine now. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that, I rushed working on the pic above. I had to postpone from doing strenuous Math homework. *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dA has its own shitness. It wouldn't let me upload my stuff until now, telling me to reload my page because it doesn't have the scripts needed to submit anything. I was like, "WHAT?!" I didn't touch anything, so how could that happen?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about life:&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, my left pinky and ring toes got hit for the second time... As if the previous one ever healed since then...-_______-;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-5931335077064794578?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5931335077064794578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=5931335077064794578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5931335077064794578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5931335077064794578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/09/winds-release.html' title='Winds!: The Release'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SODw7kr-QZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QXTRWl6yj_A/s72-c/Wind+color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1262553744632741253</id><published>2008-09-24T06:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T06:59:28.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories</title><content type='html'>Upon arriving at the foot of the Aridea Desert, vast mounds of sand and dust greeted the clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving at the foot of the Aridea Desert, vast mounds of sand and dust greeted the clan. "Umm..." A twitching right eye from Sonarra and she continued with a seemingly sarcastic tone, "Quite a view..." The sand dunes didn't escape Risan's watchful eye. "Shaia's field." He declared in his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence flooded the area, unless if one considers the gushing wind as another form of noise. Unfortunately, Blaire doesn't seem to agree, and so she had to break the silence; an escape from the sun. "Shouldn't we be moving?" She asked. "Let's go." The leader commanded. They headed forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside Ebony's lair, someone's feeling uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shaia, stop it, you're making me feel sick." Kezriel brought her to a stop with just that simple sentence. Shaia sat down, then she stood up again and looked through a glass window. She's still feeling uneasy. Kezriel rolled his eyes, "Which side are you on?" "What kind of question is that?" A slightly irritated reply from Shaia. "If you're on still on our side, then why are you feeling bothered like this?" Shaia looked away from him as an act of ignoring him. "In 3 weeks, you've changed a lot. I don't recall the last moment when you felt distressed like this. Not even close." "Kez..." She placed her index finger between her lips, her thumb placed on her lower chin; an image of a distressed person between doubt and fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jed's scene was quite different. "I don't think we should place the ninjas there. That area is surrounded by water; our ninjas will need to use fire attacks and--" Tyrell was interrupted. "We don't even have to use fire! We can just send the water elemental hunters instead!" Jed argued in a sense-ful manner. "The hunters aren't powerful enough to deliver the blows needed to stop the clan!" "No, they're good enough! We'll depend on strategy instead of power." "70% of planned strategies fail." Tyrell told him. "We don't base our success in the percentage of luck. All we need is this!" Jed points his head as to give emphasis on his statement. Tyrell raised his hands, letting the pencil on his right hand fly across the table, "*Sigh*I give up. You're so hard to talk to." He walked out from the room. Jed frowned with crossed eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the clan is still walking across the desert with seemingly similar dunes, which make it hard to track the original path. Xene knelt down--"Ugh". Sonarra felt very weak, too. "Can't we just use the airship instead?" "The enemies will strike it if we did." Risan explained. "The enemies will strike US if don't. And we'd be too weak to fight them by then." Sonarra pouted. They continued walking somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While for them that walk is torturous enough, Blaire stepped on a quicksand, immediately triggering a larger field of effect of the quicksand and affecting Risan, Xene, and Sonarra as well. The girls panicked, while Risan thought of a way, although it was an experiment. "Slowly lift your right leg." He ordered. They were still in doubt, "What?" "Just do what I said!" "But that's a little too hard..." Xene meekly said. Sonarra then added, "What even made you think of that idea, Risan?!" "I read it on K-zone, now shut up and do as you were told!" Blaire was still in doubt and asked, "Are you even sure of this?" Risan closed his eyes in annoyance then shouted, "I don't know! This is the first time I'm ever going to try it out, okay?! Besides, this is still just a dream, right? So even if that's not true, it would still be safe here. Now raise your left leg or I'll fire all'v'ya!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had to believe in the leader's words anyway so they had to obey, or they'll get fired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact was proven and it's a success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1262553744632741253?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1262553744632741253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1262553744632741253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1262553744632741253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1262553744632741253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/09/stories.html' title='Stories'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-99357485231215499</id><published>2008-09-24T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T05:00:51.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weirdgeiophobia-</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;two&lt;strike&gt;  STI.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..people came to introduce to us their school. One of them was gay...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ten more minutes and he officially freaked me out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's how it went:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Gay comes in with girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Gay starts throwing K0Rny "jokes"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Gay notices Reniel (Shit, Gay actually likes him, shiiiiit Reniel is taken you @%$&amp;amp;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Gay starts making green jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Frhaine gets disgusted and disappointed with this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Gay notices that I"M NOT HAPPI SO HE POKES FUN AT ME&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Frhaine gave him a plastic smile (yesssss Frhaine does that to stupid corny weird gays)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It lasted for a minute or so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Frhaine doesn't enjoii it anymoawr (*starts thinking of assassination plots for geeiiiii*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Moawr green jokes from Geii&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Frhaine thought of blogging this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Gay asks what STI stands for (actually, his question was "&lt;b&gt;Where &lt;/b&gt;does STI stand for?" Lol, STI ba talaga galing yun?) and Ynna answers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Gay calls Ynna and pokes fun at her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•NOOOO, Ynna doesn't enjoii it. Ditto!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•I can see that the gay is "mildly" harassing Ynna-san... (I actually thought of using a flat-palm technique to attack the Geii but I wanted to reserve that for later, so in the end, I wasn't able to display my awesome bloodthirsty skills *______*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•HE HARASSED JIMBO---- aslkdfsfld;fsldskg CHILD ABUSE!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Gay started to get into my nerves when he asked me what course I'd be taking and he butted in when I was about to answer. YOU STUPID F'SKIN @$$HOLE B33tch F'sk YOU!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•Oh yeah, and we had a little raffle there... He will call 9 names and if the last name belongs to a guy, that guy will receive a *gasp* kiss from him! :faint:&lt;br /&gt;And the last name was...&lt;br /&gt;MARK ANGELO LAMSEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was screaming like hell, out of disgust, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Lamsen blocked his face from him...*phew* *safe ang kapwa otaku ko ://3*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;•&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I therefore conclude that I have weirdgeiophobia, which is the "intricate fear of weird gays"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't get me wrong. I like gay people. They're not afraid to be who they are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm also open-minded enough to laugh at green jokes, but...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If the jokes are painted green in an ill manner, I don't suppose I could even giggle at it, unless if I don't want that person to suffer embarrassment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean, seriously, people. If he was mature enough, not to mention decent, he should know that those jokes are to be shared only to a private audience and those who are at his comedy bar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd appreciate the green jokes if they aren't done in such a malicious way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Rolls eyes* And to consider that he came from STI. &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;STI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pi&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;STI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, parang dinumihan lang niya ang kredibilidad ng unibersidad na 'yon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;According to him, in STI, students and teachers have a bonded relationship...so close that you'd feel comfortable around them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;That actually made me think that he's a &lt;u&gt;pedo&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aghhh... You know, I respect STI, but I don't respect people in it who are like that gay. He's so dirty...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's actually what makes it a sin for a person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm...Ynna-san, I dunno if that gay was bisexual or anything, but it sure seemed like he was harassing you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-99357485231215499?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/99357485231215499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=99357485231215499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/99357485231215499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Logical&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;10&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1176706654254127780?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1176706654254127780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1176706654254127780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1176706654254127780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1176706654254127780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/09/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-4933803074949402075</id><published>2008-09-12T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:42:09.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passed by barkzywirth</title><content type='html'>PAG WLANG BALLPEN,WLANG NOTES&lt;br /&gt;PAG WALANG NOTES,WALANG DIPLOMA&lt;br /&gt;PAG WLANG DIPLOMA,WALANG TRABAHO&lt;br /&gt;PAG WLANG TRABAHO, WALANG PERA&lt;br /&gt;PAG PALANG PERA,WALANG PAGKAIN&lt;br /&gt;PAG WLANG PAGKAIN,MAGUGUTOM KA&lt;br /&gt;PAG NAGUTOM KA, PAPAYAT KA&lt;br /&gt;PAG PUMAYAT KA ,PAPANGIT KA&lt;br /&gt;PAG PUMANGIT KA ,WALA KANG SYOTA&lt;br /&gt;PAG WALA KANG SYOTA, WALA KANG ASAWA&lt;br /&gt;PAG WALA KANG ASAWA , WALA KANG ANAK&lt;br /&gt;PAG WLA KANG ANAK,MADEDEPRESS KA&lt;br /&gt;PAG NA DEPRESS , MAGKAKASAKIT&lt;br /&gt;PAG NAG KASAKIT ,MAMAMATAY KA&lt;br /&gt;PAG NAMATAY KA , WLA KA NA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA INGATAN MO BALLPEN MO AHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YANG HAWAK MOE KANINAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, barkzy~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-4933803074949402075?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4933803074949402075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=4933803074949402075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4933803074949402075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4933803074949402075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/09/passed-by-barkzywirth.html' title='Passed by barkzywirth'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-3217393924662246209</id><published>2008-09-12T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T04:25:31.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still can't upload anything</title><content type='html'>WHAT THE FUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with this virus-invaded computer!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could reformat it, but my dad wouldn't allow eeet...shiiiiiiiiit~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-3217393924662246209?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3217393924662246209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=3217393924662246209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3217393924662246209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3217393924662246209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/09/still-cant-upload-anything.html' title='Still can&apos;t upload anything'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-5709559630667960958</id><published>2008-09-09T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:39:26.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It wouldn't upload...</title><content type='html'>...on Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;Because Friendster is fuckin stupid and shitty like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, WHY AM I BLOGGING HERE instead of blogging on &lt;a title="Frhaine-shaia's personal blog" href="http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/" target="_self"&gt;my blogspot &lt;/a&gt;account..?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the fact that Friendster offers such a LAME and stupidly slow blog network, it is also limited and so I can't customize it to the maximum levelations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339966;"&gt;1st WTF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there things in my mind that I can't express?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because no one really expresses interest at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339966;"&gt;2nd WTF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I feeling nostalgic...? Why do I have to go back in time through memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must I reminiscence in all the pain I was drenched in for years all over again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd WTF:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't dreams just come true? I want to kill my CKSC male classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY TEH FOCK DID GOD FORBID MURDERRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII?!?!????!11/!/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cccc;"&gt;Answers to WTFs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer to 1st WTF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuzz, nobody is interesed, hurr hurr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to develop emo feelings~&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to, but they somehow manage to penetrate my tissues anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please support, guys, I will love you eternally if you do ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer to 2nd WTF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgic feelings remain to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stay to remind me that gravity is there to pull me down no matter how high I could fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*English translation for noobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST. KEEP. LEVEL-HEADED.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer to 3rd WTF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are an escape from reality. If dreams came true, then reality will be much harsher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why did I have to wonder in the first place? -____-;; *lol idiot lollll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;WHY DO I WANNA DO THE CARAMELLDANSEN AGAIN?!????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000;"&gt;Watch Ion, Florian, and Sync do the CaramellDansen &lt;a title="Ion, Florian, &amp;amp; Sync dances CaramellDansen~" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xLDqmzx8h04" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi undrar r ni redo att vara med&lt;br /&gt;Armarna upp nu ska ni f se&lt;br /&gt;Kom igen&lt;br /&gt;Vem som helst kan vara med&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S rr p era ftter&lt;br /&gt;Oa-a-a&lt;br /&gt;Och vicka era hfter&lt;br /&gt;O-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;Gr som vi&lt;br /&gt;Till denna melodi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dansa med oss&lt;br /&gt;Klappa era hnder&lt;br /&gt;Gr som vi gr&lt;br /&gt;Ta ngra steg t vnster&lt;br /&gt;Lyssna och lr&lt;br /&gt;Missa inte chansen&lt;br /&gt;Nu r vi hr med&lt;br /&gt;Caramelldansen&lt;br /&gt;O-o-oa-oa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det blir en sensation verallt frsts&lt;br /&gt;P fester kommer alla att slppa loss&lt;br /&gt;Kom igen&lt;br /&gt;Nu tar vi stegen om igen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S rr p era ftter&lt;br /&gt;Oa-a-a&lt;br /&gt;Och vicka era hfter&lt;br /&gt;O-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;Gr som vi&lt;br /&gt;Till denna melodi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S kom och&lt;br /&gt;Dansa med oss&lt;br /&gt;Klappa era hnder&lt;br /&gt;Gr som vi gr&lt;br /&gt;Ta ngra steg t vnster&lt;br /&gt;Lyssna och lr&lt;br /&gt;Missa inte chansen&lt;br /&gt;Nu r vi hr med&lt;br /&gt;Caramelldansen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I've just seen the new 8 o'clock commercial, and Flavorites is sooooo &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; term. :| How dare they take it lollll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendster blogs are the lamest. "|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I advise bloggers to have blogspot or multiply instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-5709559630667960958?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5709559630667960958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=5709559630667960958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5709559630667960958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5709559630667960958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-wouldnt-upload.html' title='It wouldn&apos;t upload...'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-7083264793645635065</id><published>2008-09-04T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T06:16:47.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is so disgusting</title><content type='html'>First the unexpected (not really) retake, then Photobucket, Blogspot, and devART won't upload my pics, then dA is being a bitch FOR THE NTH TIME, and now I can't have anyone to talk with me during my darkest hours! I bet he got tired of my whinnying...*worry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's organize this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The (Not-so) Unexpected Retake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something that my classmates did. I dunno if I can blame them for not resisting the temptation or not, but I've been affected AND I"M NOT HAPPY!!!111!one!!11!!!&lt;/shift key&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining 8, and the other 2, who were not included in the *beeeeeep* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; had to take the retake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain bled... I wasn't feeling so good in the last 5 minutes of Calculus. (Remind me why students have to study it again? &gt;:| )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the end, our results didn't count, but Ma'am Rina told me, "Bagsak ka sa Math, neng" and I just nodded, as if I had no "HOXIET! WHAAA~~~???" reaction... But inside me, I just wanna sob it all out! I figured that they'd try to comfort me so I decided to keep it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, no one to talk to... No one to understand how it really feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get irritated when people try to comfort me, especially if they're girls. I mean...I lived my life being surrounded with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;plastic female classmates&lt;/span&gt;, althought I already pointed out which ones aren't plastic (includes: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cydness&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ynna-chan&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Xene &lt;/span&gt;:3). I'm glad I have them, but they're too good to stay. I can't keep them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end up hurting them in the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoshiiii-- Enough wiht the emo drama, llama! &lt;/loser&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥~~☼~~•~~♂~~♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPLOAD MY AWESOME IMAGES, DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AGH!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What's this xiet thrown right into my face!?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's like my computer is blocked from all uploading sites! X(~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I did was check the option, "compress drive to save disk space" in Properties! Now what the heck is this about!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be so annoyed if it weren't for my reply to Ynna-chan... I really have to upload it! DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She HAS to knooooowwwwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥~~☼~~•~~♂~~♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dA... Forever A Bitch drama-llama tiem???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear dA,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have received your note and I'm just wondering: If I posted porn on my page, you won't delete it, right? So I'm free to post every hentai pic I could search in Google and trace it over and YOU DON"T DO ANYfuckinTHING ABOUT IT, amirite amirite? :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolllll dA. You and your ass. What a site for losers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what happened. I reported a picture that contained a guy's wife's vagina, but guess what! The fucked up mods told me that the report was invalid! X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dA mods must be burnt in helllllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start flaming people and get myself banned because I know it's right. dA is a site for assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't come in there unless if you're asshole enough to post porn and get thanked for it! NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥~~☼~~•~~♂~~♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missing You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this &lt;a href="http://spacemungkee.livejournal.com/"&gt;guy here&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... He's the reason why I'm feeling so down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen. I'll forgive you if you start replying to my YM messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life's messed up as it is.&lt;br /&gt;No. My life is messier than that retarded messed up guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥~~☼~~•~~♂~~♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Word of Wisdom for Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER. Life sux lyk dat. But l33t speak is more of an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-7083264793645635065?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7083264793645635065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=7083264793645635065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7083264793645635065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7083264793645635065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-is-so-disgusting.html' title='Life is so disgusting'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6280873812458831463</id><published>2008-09-03T03:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T06:53:05.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ynna-chan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unknown'/><title type='text'>Unknown for Ynna-chan *WIP mode*</title><content type='html'>It's still a WIP, but I really want to make something for Ynna-chan :&lt;&gt;&lt;b&gt;CUTE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; KA PA RIN KESA SA MGA WALANG KWENTANG MGA PLASTIK NA  UN! XDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw talagang mag-upload, pisteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakabad3p mabuhay! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta, cute un, kasi...cute ung gumawa XDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6280873812458831463?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6280873812458831463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6280873812458831463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6280873812458831463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6280873812458831463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/09/unknown-for-ynna-chan-wip-mode.html' title='Unknown for Ynna-chan *WIP mode*'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6996100566945356859</id><published>2008-08-30T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:03:29.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm NOT a GIRL nor am I a WOMAN</title><content type='html'>But m mom wants me to be one. No, she FORCES me to be a lady-like bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKIN' FORCES ME TO BE A LADY-LIKE BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with this stupid gimmick?&lt;br /&gt;Forcing me to wear itchy earrings and stupid necklaces, AND FUCKIN BITCHY AND HORNY SPAGHETTI BLOUSE!!????!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M A TOMBOY! Can't they fuckin' see that!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm probably a lesbian! &gt;&lt; I don't want to wear these shitty clothes and get into this SHITTY FASHION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6996100566945356859?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6996100566945356859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6996100566945356859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6996100566945356859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6996100566945356859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-not-girl-nor-am-i-woman.html' title='I&apos;m NOT a GIRL nor am I a WOMAN'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-3086085269068085092</id><published>2008-08-29T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:40:11.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rantingggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SLihhwEsgXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/yNgKpn9URHc/s1600-h/Bois+WIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SLihhwEsgXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/yNgKpn9URHc/s400/Bois+WIP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240115767657922930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AUGH why didn't my dad scan Risan's hair!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-3086085269068085092?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3086085269068085092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=3086085269068085092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3086085269068085092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3086085269068085092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/rantingggggg.html' title='Rantingggggg'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SLihhwEsgXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/yNgKpn9URHc/s72-c/Bois+WIP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-3543768190588634219</id><published>2008-08-26T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T01:50:15.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VISIT OUR SCHOOL'S WEBSITE</title><content type='html'>It's this: [&lt;a href="http://mahonriacademy.weebly.com/"&gt;linkz&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;I'd be adding some images once my Comp. teacher gives me the school images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd be making a metallic 3D logo for the site as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so happy? ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it allowed me to talk with my friends, then I'd be so happy. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-3543768190588634219?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3543768190588634219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=3543768190588634219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3543768190588634219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3543768190588634219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/visit-our-schools-website.html' title='VISIT OUR SCHOOL&apos;S WEBSITE'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-7839912209978018526</id><published>2008-08-26T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T01:46:16.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCAE blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinionated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullshit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clouds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storming'/><title type='text'>The Most Fucked Up Retarded Day To Date</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;May I confide to you my feelings of hurt as of today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds lied to me today. In the morning, it told me that my day would be nice as how I wanted it to be, but it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded that I can't understand basic Maths and Algebra AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I got 20/40 in our NCAE Science portion, and I felt so fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone was ignoring me. Fuck 'em all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when we're going home, I found out that my fucked up Values teacher CAN"T FUCKIN" SEE THAT MY SENTENCES WERE MEANT TO BE LIKE THAT, and if it were not, then 1'd st4Rt typeing liek th1$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;CCCCCCCkkkkkkkkkKKKKKKKKnessSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VALUES SUBJECT WAS MADE TO BE FUCKIN OPINIONATED, so what's that bullshit thrown right into my fuckin' face, ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least it was raining. No. It was STORMING. And my girly female classmates are afraid of lighting and thunder. :| wUT teh Fock 0o0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds lied to me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-7839912209978018526?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7839912209978018526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=7839912209978018526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7839912209978018526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7839912209978018526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/most-fucked-up-retarded-day-to-date.html' title='The Most Fucked Up Retarded Day To Date'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2083976585033253472</id><published>2008-08-25T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T07:11:54.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagaytay View</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZYGPbVhluQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZYGPbVhluQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy cell cam...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2083976585033253472?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2083976585033253472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2083976585033253472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2083976585033253472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2083976585033253472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagaytay-view.html' title='Tagaytay View'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2548581464834219077</id><published>2008-08-25T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T03:53:01.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired version dialogues</title><content type='html'>"Just wait... One day... One day, I'd be popular enough for you to see...how beautiful I truly am!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaia and Frhaine talkies? :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exact reason why I wanna be popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so cute and awesome and people MUST know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2548581464834219077?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2548581464834219077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2548581464834219077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2548581464834219077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2548581464834219077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/inspired-version-dialogues.html' title='Inspired version dialogues'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-4098602808742947287</id><published>2008-08-25T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T03:50:19.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nagpunta kami sa Punta Fuego~ (Tagaytay)</title><content type='html'>08-24-08&lt;br /&gt;THAT FUCKIN' STUPID EXPENSIVE PLACE IS SO ANNOYINGLY EXPENSIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sh** the place looks aweeeeeeesomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*D*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view was breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there to celebrate my dad's birthday (Aug. 25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not blind enough to not notice that Christopher is still avoiding me.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm interested to talk with him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, even during the times when we chat and stuff, we never really talked to each other in real life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Currently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching: Yamato Nadeshiko - The Wallflower&lt;br /&gt;Writing: A script where Exodus&lt;br /&gt;Busy. And Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue tomorrow. -_________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoxiet, Shichi Henge's current ep is inspiring me! *D*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-4098602808742947287?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4098602808742947287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=4098602808742947287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4098602808742947287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4098602808742947287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/nagpunta-kami-sa-punta-fuego-tagaytay.html' title='Nagpunta kami sa Punta Fuego~ (Tagaytay)'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-9194319167352990244</id><published>2008-08-23T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T01:32:31.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DDs of this month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to say, I'm impressed. dA actually made good choices for DDs and I almost faved all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shakugan no Shana (&lt;/span&gt;TV 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolllllllllll, so many sexual innuendo. But dammit! The animation is soooooo awesomeeeee~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;New fav :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could wish to have the OVAs but I can't afford that much... And I feel that it's pointless to get the girls naked for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yamato Nadeshiko- The Wallflower&lt;/span&gt; (TV 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS ANIME ROCKZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny! It's the only show that made me rofl irl! XDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-9194319167352990244?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/9194319167352990244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=9194319167352990244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/9194319167352990244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/9194319167352990244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/reviews.html' title='Reviews'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1999734576251195864</id><published>2008-08-07T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T07:10:24.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EPIC PHAIL 4 lulzomeness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJsBiGPLOxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hoWyIR9I8YE/s1600-h/EPIC+PHAIL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJsBiGPLOxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hoWyIR9I8YE/s400/EPIC+PHAIL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231777077422406418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was sketched while I was in school to help with decorating our classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were waiting for the others during the time that I started this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, shuddup! I was bored! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't draw fingers...;-;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, the nose and mouth weren't aligned correctly, so I had to edit them as I work on this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJsCDgKwwyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uAHtLSixIQw/s1600-h/EPIC+PHAIL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJsCDgKwwyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uAHtLSixIQw/s400/EPIC+PHAIL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231777651318899490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have cute lips, too, okay...&lt;br /&gt;At least I can have them when I'm in a drawing :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1999734576251195864?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1999734576251195864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1999734576251195864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1999734576251195864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1999734576251195864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/epic-phail-4-lulzomeness.html' title='EPIC PHAIL 4 lulzomeness'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJsBiGPLOxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hoWyIR9I8YE/s72-c/EPIC+PHAIL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-5146858758430735598</id><published>2008-08-06T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T06:15:17.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dreamer's Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJmi2aFuBAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/18HCC_Cw5AU/s1600-h/Galaxy+Yard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJmi2aFuBAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/18HCC_Cw5AU/s400/Galaxy+Yard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231391497767486466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm working on this one. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started as a dream sketch, the dream sketch being something out of my childhood fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, I loved to dream about other worlds and doing everything that's impossible in this world. I loved anime and was heavily influenced by it, I loved dreamy objects such as stars, clouds, and swirls, glitters, and the like. I pretended that I can ride on the winds and float as I run. The candles were mystical and sent out messages that only I can read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was under my control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I just stopped being a kid. I forgot about my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to my memory grave and found reminiscence somewhere deep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered. So here it is now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-5146858758430735598?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5146858758430735598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=5146858758430735598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5146858758430735598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5146858758430735598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/dreamers-job.html' title='A Dreamer&apos;s Job'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJmi2aFuBAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/18HCC_Cw5AU/s72-c/Galaxy+Yard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2641141928563932230</id><published>2008-08-05T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T05:36:06.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twist in Wonder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice In Wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frayne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saruwatari Kumiko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iris-zeible'/><title type='text'>The White Rabbit: Behind the Scenes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJhGnnj3-tI/AAAAAAAAADw/FcYtHLZ2HGc/s1600-h/White+Rabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJhGnnj3-tI/AAAAAAAAADw/FcYtHLZ2HGc/s400/White+Rabbit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231008613639125714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Frayne and I were talking, discussing about how to portray the White Rabbit in a unique way. She had the idea to just keep her normal lazy attitude while wearing the costume. I agreed, and from that moment on, we started cosplaying for &lt;a href="http://iris-zeible.deviantart.com/journal/18314046/"&gt;Iris-Zeible&lt;/a&gt;'s contest, "&lt;a href="http://iris-zeible.deviantart.com/journal/18314046/"&gt;A Twist in Wonder&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever shared to you that I love Alice in Wonderland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I did! Just scroll down to the previous entry! &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Napaghahalataan tuloy na hindi kayo nagbabasa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original background was so dead, so we agreed to edit it and have stars. We used stars to cover her right hand fingers as well, since she didn't like them. :&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2641141928563932230?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2641141928563932230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2641141928563932230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2641141928563932230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2641141928563932230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/white-rabbit-behind-scenes.html' title='The White Rabbit: Behind the Scenes'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJhGnnj3-tI/AAAAAAAAADw/FcYtHLZ2HGc/s72-c/White+Rabbit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-644502666776809533</id><published>2008-08-02T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T06:51:34.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frhaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alice In Wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SDL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frayne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saruwatari Kumiko'/><title type='text'>The Mad March Hare: Behind the Scenes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJRh9CoY83I/AAAAAAAAADo/XBYBjxrpQh4/s1600-h/March+Hare+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJRh9CoY83I/AAAAAAAAADo/XBYBjxrpQh4/s400/March+Hare+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229912768590181234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frayne and I had a little conversation before this shot of hers was actually taken.&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frayne: Sheesh, no better costume for this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frhaine: &gt;:( It's not like we have enough budget! All you need is a cosplay for a while, so deal with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frayne: Grr... You know what? I don't even get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;paid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frhaine: X(  Just pose out there and look cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frayne: *Mumbles in her weird native language*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;            Frayne notices the odd cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frayne: Eh? What kind of cup is this? *lifts it up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frhaine: *screams* Now look at what you did! Now we dont' have any chance of winning! X(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frayne: &lt;:&lt;&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can I leave? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:| I kinda wanted to give her the same blank stare, but ahahaha, I'd look like a moron...Not that I'm not yet already : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you honestly, I love Alice in Wonderland. It's a base of my favorite memories... And when I watched it again to get ideas, I had more ideas than I could actually get, although they're for my stories. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I really love it so much, though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-644502666776809533?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/644502666776809533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=644502666776809533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/644502666776809533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/644502666776809533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/mad-march-hare-behind-scenes.html' title='The Mad March Hare: Behind the Scenes'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJRh9CoY83I/AAAAAAAAADo/XBYBjxrpQh4/s72-c/March+Hare+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-5103954286662805915</id><published>2008-08-01T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T07:14:18.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PAnubiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asshole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bastard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deviantART'/><title type='text'>And some idiot came...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJLeRo2cejI/AAAAAAAAADg/wcTuAkRBk8A/s1600-h/IDIOT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJLeRo2cejI/AAAAAAAAADg/wcTuAkRBk8A/s400/IDIOT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229486511935486514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, retard. Go fuck your own life. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stab me and I'll stab you, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm referring to the bitch, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT sk8erxgirl&lt;/span&gt;! She's a sweet person an I would never shit on her like what I do to that idiot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block that attention whore, or he'll convince you that you've watched him and he's got good memory so he remembers that you really did. Then he'd block you "accidentally" although that's one of his lies... After that, he'll convince you to "re watch him again", BUT YOU DID NOT ADD HIM TO YOUR WATCHLIST asklkjdsafdfkjsgjdsffuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT] I forgot about the "stalker" part. He claims that he's actually being stalked! 0.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-5103954286662805915?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5103954286662805915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=5103954286662805915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5103954286662805915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5103954286662805915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-some-idiot-came.html' title='And some idiot came...'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJLeRo2cejI/AAAAAAAAADg/wcTuAkRBk8A/s72-c/IDIOT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6908571419957408923</id><published>2008-07-31T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T05:18:18.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work In Progress (Traditional media)</title><content type='html'>First time to actually have a WIP of a traditional media work...O_o&lt;br /&gt;Have a look see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJGs6q4K2hI/AAAAAAAAADY/cObIeSp4UTk/s1600-h/Up+That+Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJGs6q4K2hI/AAAAAAAAADY/cObIeSp4UTk/s400/Up+That+Tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229150766296128018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lolllllllll&lt;br /&gt;First time to think of a challenging perspective, too, 0w0&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up Shaia's neck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same tools as ever: Faber Castell. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6908571419957408923?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6908571419957408923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6908571419957408923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6908571419957408923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6908571419957408923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/work-in-progress-traditional-media.html' title='Work In Progress (Traditional media)'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SJGs6q4K2hI/AAAAAAAAADY/cObIeSp4UTk/s72-c/Up+That+Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6274663858167561513</id><published>2008-07-24T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:38:46.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Campus Journalism seminar~</title><content type='html'>It was a two-day seminar, starting July 23.&lt;br /&gt;There, I met some of my old classmates. First, I saw Kindra, whom I think doesn't recognize me anymore (not that we talked at all, hahah... We barely even met each other. Just saw her). She studies in Jesus the Heart of God Christian Academy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also Jocelle, who now studies in St. Aloysius etc... She recognized me while I was trying to get outside (has to throw the water).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgia... Not much, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm... I don't have to write like an editor or apply what I've learned from that seminar in writing in my personal blog, right? :| That would kill me for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st day&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;We thought it was gonna be big...and it really was. So big, to the point that one of the schools (who didn't register at all, really) had to go back home because the room couldn't accommodate the other students. Our school alone already occupied around 2/4 of the room. *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, walang kasing init dun! Just imagine: around 10 schools, more or less, jam-packed in a room that is meant for only 6 schools who have 30 students each. -_______-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the tiny-room rant, there's this annoyingly-boring-and-sleepy-lecture rant. Ugh, I swear, I could go on for hours... By the way, our speaker was Mr. Crisostomo E. Avila, who happens to be the ex-principal of CKSC. (lolllll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's my ex-teacher Sir Dennis Opis, too, but for some reason, he was addressed as Dennis Vidar yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so much for the bad stuff. We did learn some new things, but they weren't delivered too well (not to mention that the whole discussion itself was spelled as B-O-R-I-N-G orz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was taking notes, except for me, because it was boring, for the nth-forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Day:&lt;br /&gt;At this day, cartooning was explained. But before that, let's go with the basic.&lt;br /&gt;Photojournalism has finally been put into action. I wish I had a camera, too... Anyway, I liked the outcome of my schoolmates' performance. (It seems that I'm the only one who didn't work that much at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to go to this section. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartooning!&lt;br /&gt;Agh, why is it that everyone is agaist anime?! ANIME IS ART, TOO, you mudrapukas!&lt;br /&gt;Our theme challenge was "Promoting the *Seminar*" (forgot what it was  completely called) and I was in an art block at that time because I was hoping that they'd give us a current-event-topic like the oil price hike, rice shortages, MV Princess of the Star, etc, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to... I dunno. I was out of my mind for one second and the next thing I know is they're eating their lunch *_*;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I think they're doing Photo Essay after Cartooning. *shrug* Like anyone cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I felt sleepy all day. It was so hot and EVERYONE SMELT SO BADDDDDDddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more stories here! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there were no tricycles available, we walked instead through Amalfi. We met a beautiful sunset, whose sun was too shy to smile for us. Thanks to Ynna for taking a picture of it. ^.^ I hope she uploads it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we made it to our school, I don't feel that tired at all. Just sleepy, but not tired, because I can still walk decently! XD *joy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we talked...and talked...and talked about it with our school principal. 8D so much fun in bragging and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;persuading &lt;/span&gt;her to exempt us from the exams, and we (4th year) request that we get an exemption in Ma'am Rina's sucbject/s, namely Calculus and Trigonometry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home (only those who live in Ph. 4), I met my mom and my brother walking on the same street as we do, so I called their attention, and we went home together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept later...after taking a bath. -D-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gratitude list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, God should be on the first place. :) You know why... Let's all thank Him. :)&lt;br /&gt;My parents, because without them, I wouldn't have made it to the seminar.&lt;br /&gt;I can't thank my brother, but oh well. Let's use this blank space to thank you. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6274663858167561513?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6274663858167561513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6274663858167561513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6274663858167561513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6274663858167561513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/campus-journalism-seminar.html' title='Campus Journalism seminar~'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-907379699736851419</id><published>2008-07-23T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:45:52.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Years + How well do you know me? :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www02.quizyourfriends.com/take-quiz.php?id=0807230640234286&amp;amp;a=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;"&gt;Take my quiz, desu!~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "YOU'RE HOT" you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU GET DUMPED YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Give Up (lol XDDD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always Be My Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE LONG GOAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solar Wind (it doesn't make sense...?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've Done (O_o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU OFTEN THINK ABOUT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time of My Life (sooooooooo true!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON WHO LIKES YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CaramellDansen (8D As in, "you're so CaramellDansen, Rienzan!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From here, the playlist used was: &lt;a href="http://www.myyearbook.com/?mysession=cmVnaXN0cmF0aW9uX3Byb2ZpbGU="&gt;myYearbook playlist&lt;/a&gt; set in shuffle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DOES YOUR BEST FRIEND ALWAYS SAY TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Face Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Heroine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL BE PLAYED AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Guardian Angel (Aww...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will You Ever Learn (:rofl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I Am Hates WHo I've Been (applies~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR HOUSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat and Mouse (eh?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR CRUSH?&lt;br /&gt;Crank Dat (lolololololol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO THE BOYS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil (OTL lulz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO THE GIRLS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU DUMP SOMEONE THEY SAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How To Save A Life (&gt;:o I don't think I like this. T_T Go die assb****)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS YOUR LIFE MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Song (wtf... Whatever your song and my song is, then, eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU SUBJECT THIS EMAIL AS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Years&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-907379699736851419?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/907379699736851419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=907379699736851419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/907379699736851419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/907379699736851419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/7-years-how-well-do-you-know-me-3.html' title='7 Years + How well do you know me? :3'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1115031957678795853</id><published>2008-07-21T03:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T03:17:51.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflecting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2sai4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Sierra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Reflecting</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been very sensitive and thoughtful about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking: Is my life new or was I a living soul before as well, and when God sent me down as a new person, he erased my previous memories and became a new person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, I kept on believing that I'm a new soul, that's why I make easy mistakes that a normal person can't make. (This is actually proven in my Dreamworld chapters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sensitive about communicating with God, too, and I've realized that I DO want to know him better than just someone who gives life and takes it back when one has accomplished his deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've talked to &lt;a href="http://aprilsierra0601.deviantart.com/"&gt;April Sierra&lt;/a&gt; on this and I thank God that He used her as an instrument to clear my path so I could see straight. There are still things that are unclear to me, but I'm glad she's easy to approach. :) Thanks, April. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to brag about having her as a friend and as a guide.&lt;br /&gt;It may seem embarrassing that someone younger than me has more wisdom and insights than I, but I'm actually happy that their are still kids who approach God. I'm really happy... My peers couldn't be as close, I guess, and so they led me away from Him. I'm really glad April is there, along with sir &lt;a href="http://2sai4.deviantart.com/"&gt;2sai4&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered a really good site: &lt;a href="http://www.jesus2020.com/followup.html"&gt;http://www.jesus2020.com/followup.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please view it. You won't regret it! :D&lt;br /&gt;Here's another: &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=revelation+3:20"&gt;BibleGateway.com - Revelation 3:20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate to admit it, but I don't really read the bible. I'd rather listen to someone discuss it for me, because when I start oggling my eyes over the letters, I start becoming lazy and dizzy...&lt;:&lt; Am I really that demonic? I can't even stand reading a bible... But I'm interested to learn more about it, and I'm honest about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was honest in everything that I shared to you here, and I hope you won't be afraid to do this as well. :) I'm proud that I did this. I hope you are, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to thank so many people for this...&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave it to God. He knows those people. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1115031957678795853?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1115031957678795853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1115031957678795853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1115031957678795853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1115031957678795853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/reflecting.html' title='Reflecting'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-7715271048268898448</id><published>2008-07-18T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:18:37.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Risan Plushie + Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SIEsW-Sg1pI/AAAAAAAAACA/0fYwP8O40w0/s1600-h/Risan+Plushie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SIEsW-Sg1pI/AAAAAAAAACA/0fYwP8O40w0/s400/Risan+Plushie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224505815915878034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This plushie was drawn last year (2007) and I dunno why I didn't scan it earlier. I think I drew this in our classroom...:shrug:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I did my digital Rienzan plushie, I was basing him from this Risan plushie through memory (because I was lazy to find this sketch while doing digitals *refuses to take references*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, please pray for &lt;a href="http://epicmyst.deviantart.com/"&gt;EpicMyst&lt;/a&gt;'s mom. Her mom has to take chemotherapy soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother includes her in the nightly prayers, along with &lt;a href="http://psychotictwistedkat.deviantart.com/"&gt;psychotictwistedkat&lt;/a&gt;'s aunt. Please pray for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's okay that I post their challenges publicly...&lt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SIFNYeNJKlI/AAAAAAAAACI/_thXJTOR7ZY/s1600-h/Risan+Plushie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SIFNYeNJKlI/AAAAAAAAACI/_thXJTOR7ZY/s400/Risan+Plushie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224542125546875474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've finished the EpicMyst's Mom's version of the plushie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, for once, I did this not for anyone's faves. I'm doing this to get more people to pray for them. Maybe if more people would pray for them, God would be convinced enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Risan said I could ruin his picture if I do it for a cause)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you pray for them, I could stop ranting about how miserable my life is when Maths and formulas are around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-7715271048268898448?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7715271048268898448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=7715271048268898448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7715271048268898448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7715271048268898448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/risan-plushie-prayers.html' title='Risan Plushie + Prayers'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SIEsW-Sg1pI/AAAAAAAAACA/0fYwP8O40w0/s72-c/Risan+Plushie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1846633677056382270</id><published>2008-07-18T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T06:07:57.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solar Wind by Snowkel lyrics</title><content type='html'>^_^ I lurves this song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoriokosareta heddo okinukeni todoku taiyoukou&lt;br /&gt;Shiroku ukabu nyuudoukumo&lt;br /&gt;Miekakuresuru zetto mahiru wo yureru tsuki no iro&lt;br /&gt;Yume wo hanatsu ameagari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kono michi wo tobashite ima bokura nani wo otteiru?&lt;br /&gt;Futo orikaettarishite tachi tomatta to shitemo&lt;br /&gt;Machi no iro wa kawatteku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kazashita te hiraite ano taiyou ni yararesousa&lt;br /&gt;Yuutsu na omoi wa sora ni tokashite ikou&lt;br /&gt;Atsui jaketto nugisute hashiri dashitanda dakara 6, 7, 8&lt;br /&gt;Nai kaze fukasete ima tobi dashite GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kutsusoko wa surihetteku nani ka kawari wo eru youni&lt;br /&gt;Itsudatte heru hou ga saki nanda&lt;br /&gt;Saki no koto wo mayou yori ichido kiri no ima to kodou wo sagashite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashita ni mukatte mada taiyou ga mienakutemo&lt;br /&gt;Chiheisen no hatemade me wo korashite ikou&lt;br /&gt;Fly Again fumidase tameratteiru no narana 6, 7, 8&lt;br /&gt;Nai kaze fukasete tada tobi dashite GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayottara me wo toji tomatteshimatta jikan no naka de&lt;br /&gt;Mau hane tsukamae tsuyoku nigitteiyou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsukanda te tsukidase ano taiyou mo kowasesousa&lt;br /&gt;Yuutsu na omoi wa sora ni tobashite ikou&lt;br /&gt;Try Again fumidase tameratteiru no naraba 7, 8, 9&lt;br /&gt;Ten made hibikaseru kono koe dashite GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima tobi dashite GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1846633677056382270?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1846633677056382270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1846633677056382270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1846633677056382270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1846633677056382270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/solar-wind-by-snowkel-lyrics.html' title='Solar Wind by Snowkel lyrics'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-3165831974115504648</id><published>2008-07-13T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T04:56:52.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bacani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christopher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey'/><title type='text'>To Christopher B. Grey+ RANTNESS</title><content type='html'>Despite the fact that it is I who is trying to bridge our communications once again, if you're still not willing, then nothing really will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't forget, I'm not the hacker here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just proves that you're still guilty of what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the reason behind what you did to me, but if there's anything bad that I ever did to you, well I didn't mean it, so sorry. You know that I joke around you. It never came to me that you will take anything that I say seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's about the "cousin love" themes in my previous deviations, well don't go thinking that I'm referring to you and me, dammit! I was referring to the NejiHina shipping! (Like I'd actually think of us that way, LOOOOOLLLLLLLZZZZ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this little note (since no one reads it anyway), I will say this to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLAD THAT YOU"RE LIVING IN THE SAME HELL AS MY ADDRESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And f*** all Maths! F*** ALL MATHS TO HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh wait, that's where I live O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm still suffering in my little hell, which is known as Trigo+Calculus+Physics in the human language. -_____-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it... How come I'm the only one who doesn't get it!? AGH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even understand why we even have to study it~! Where the heck can I apply it IN DAILY LIFE?! *frustrated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this continues, I bet I'd start wearing bracelets to cover my wrist cuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or a choker around my neck to hide the strangling marks left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cries* Anyone who can make Trigo and Calculus sound as easy as ABC is a god! @w@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-3165831974115504648?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3165831974115504648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=3165831974115504648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3165831974115504648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3165831974115504648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-christopher-b-grey-rantness.html' title='To Christopher B. Grey+ RANTNESS'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6228936466444082971</id><published>2008-07-11T21:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T16:32:18.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discrimination!</title><content type='html'>To all Filipino friends out there…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philippine Government should take action regarding this matter. Don't let this man step on your territory, unless he apologizes to all Filipinos. The picture on the right side is the one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO: Patricia Evangelista " Congratulations"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBJECT: Hate Letter Against Filipinos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take time to read this, most especially the bottom part, PATRICIA EVANGELISTA's (a 19 year old Filipina) speech that won in a WORLD competition in London .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hate letter coming from a radio talk show host Mr. Art Bell from Nevada . I dont consider myself patriotic but please read my reply below in BOLD LETTERS and send this to as many of your friends as possible until it reaches him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very disturbing open E-mail letter to all Filipinos around the world; specially here in North America !, from a man who has the power to reach millions of people. (he's a radio talk host)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please read on..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an open letter email by Art Bell, a radio talk show host in Nevada (more info in the email itself). Here is yet another person who has taken advantage of his power and privilege to use hateful words and racial stereotypes that breed further ignorance and intolerance in our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art Bell is a talk radio host who has two shows that he broadcasts from his home in Nevada , that is rebroadcast by 400 stations across the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's written 2 books. He lived in Okinawa , Japan for some years and had a radio program on the English station there. And it's hard to believe after reading the following letter from him that he actually has been to the Philippines (he's traveled fairly extensively around the world).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out his website listed at the end to get a glimpse of this fool who's spreading this hateful ignorance. And check his wife as well. This letter is so degrading, I think it's really important that everybody read this and not attack him, but respond to him in a civilized manner because otherwise his thoughts will be reaffirmed. Understand that not everyone has a viewpoint like we do, and that this is an opinion of someone who hopefully can be changed only by civil actions.&lt;br /&gt;.................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filipinos.....*make me puke* (Art Bell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we've all come to notice, in the past few decades, Filipinos have begun to infest the United States like some sort of disease. Their extensive involvement in the U.S. Armed Forces is proof of the trashy kind of qualities all filipinos tend to exhibit on a regular basis. You can see this clearly by studying the attitudes and cultural Icons of most Filipino Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Origins of Pinoys/Pinays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they really asian? Well we've come to accept the fact the Filipinos come from a part of the world known as South East Asia . But the term " Asia " is used in the wrong way. You may notice that contemporary Filipino Americans try very hard to associate themselves with groups that we know as Asian. I cannot count the number of times I have seen a ' Third World ' Filipino try to connect themselves to the chinese or Japanese people. There is no connection and here's why. The Philippines is a Third World country. Nothing respectable has EVER been created by Filipino people during our entire human history. Young Filipino men in America have become obsessed with "import racing". They have an enormously perverted affection for Japanese cars. It's a common phenomenon. In their minds, these Filipinos somehow believe that they are Asian and that it somehow connects them to Japanese people and Japanese cars. They often take credit for the ingenuity of Japanese people and say how it's an "Asian thing". This term..."Asian thing" derived directly from African American slang "black thang". "It's a black thang." "It's an Asian thang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the connection. It's even funnier that, in Japan , Filipinos are heavily discriminated against. The only Filipinos that can live successfully in Japan are the Filipino prostitutes. But that's the case for most Filipino people no matter where they live in th e world. Now we've come down to this fact...and it is a fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in Filipino Culture can be seen as Asian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have no architectural, artistic, or cultural influence which is in ANY way, asian. Thinking of the great countries in Asia such as Japan , Korea , and China there is no way you can possibly connect the Philippine Islands. This assault by Filipino Americans to connect themselves with the great peoples of North East Asia is foul and disgusting. Try visiting a young Filipino's web site too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll see something called the "Asian IRC Ring". It has to do with the chatrooms. The most horrible thing about this is that these TRASHY people are trying to associate themselves with Asia again!! People in Asia don't act like this at all. What we are seeing here is the natural Filipino in its element with full access to technology and this is how they act! You will consistently see this behavior over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting thing is that these "thirdworld" people also frequent RC chatrooms such as #chinese #japan and #asian. They must believe that they are somehow related racially or culturally to North Asians. But it's c ompletely WRONG! There might have been some distant contact with China and even less with Japan during World War II, but these people are actually more closely related to african americans and Mexican americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the parents of these young Filipinos know what's going on? Would they accept this? I believe that they would and do. This is the natural "Trash" element in Filipinos manifesting itself. Nothing good has ever come from Philippines and I don't believe anything good ever will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognizing your Roots (A Message to Filipinos). To all Filipino people:&lt;br /&gt;Please recognize your ROOTS! You come from the Third World ! You country is a disgusting and filthy place. Most people there live in poverty! Your culture has MUCH MORE SPANISH influence than chinese, and absolutely no JAPANESE influence whatsoever. People in Japan and China , do not act like you. They do not constantly talk about sex and they have a MUCH HIGHER level of RESPECT for each other. There is NO WAY that you can connect yourself to A sia other than location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your culture and technological advancement does not even come CLOSE to what Chinese people have done in the past and what Japanese and Korean people are doing now! Everything you do is distinctly filipino. You cannot take credit for Japanese cars, video games, or Hentai! It's not an "asian thing" it's an "American thing". You have no concept of culture...no concept of asian ideas or asian philosophy! Can you demonstrate how you use Confucianism or Taoism in you everyday life?? You can't. And you will NEVER be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that you are trying to create an identity for yourselves as young people... but it is NOT related to Asia . Your Identity is Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;That's all you are. Just Filipino. Think about what that means....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** END OF ART BELL'S OPINION ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A REPLY FROM A FILIPINO ----&gt; I find this funny, he is right in some ways where we, as Filipinos don't actually have an "Identity". I think this is due to the confusion of our mixed races from Hispanic, Chinese, American and Malay origins. I see it in malls, imagine young generations wearing ski caps and ski goggles in a tropical country, baggy low rise pants like that of African Americans living in the Bronx of New York, not to mention endless whitening products being sold at department stores and drug stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his ignorance also blinds him from the other truth. That while we may glorify Anime shows and Japanese Internet gaming, he is not aware that a nameless Filipino may be responsible for some technical aspects of some Japanese software. He is not aware of our contribution to the the society in general .Technological advancements that may have aided post war navigations and landing on the moon. That the antibiotic Erythromycin was discovered by Dr. Abelardo Aguilar from Iloilo creating the brand "Ilosone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Edison may have discovered the electric light bulb and the fluorescent lighting was thought up by Nikola Tesla. But the fluorescent lamp we use today was invented by Agapito Flores (a Cebuano named Benigno Flores of Bantayan Island, according to the Philippine Daily inquirer), a Filipino scientist. Americans helped then-Philippine leader Ramon Magsaysay to develop it for worldwide commerce. That the personal physician of former U.S. Pres. Bill Clinton is Eleanor "Connie" Concepcion Mariano, a Filipina doctor who was the youngest captain in the US Navy. A Filipino writer Jose Rizal could read and write at age 2, and grew up to speak more than 20 languages, including Latin, Greek, German, French and Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or that a Filipino genius was responsible for the near hiatus in the PENTAGON and White House nearly infiltrating their closely guarded secrets with the "ILOVEYOU" bug. Nuisance maybe, but still one heck of a 'beautiful mind'...not to be underestimated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on and on, but who cares right? Certainly not Mr. Art Bell...Boy, I'm not surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Art Bell does not know that although we consider ourselves ASIAN because we are strategically located in the Southeast asian region of which our nearest neighbors are Malays, ASIA does not mean only Chinese and Japanese race of people. Th en maybe it is his connotation that " Asia" meant only our economically successful, paler brothers and he considers Malays such as Thais, Malaysians, Indonesians, and ourselves as a " Third World " race. Then it is "his" ignonimity that would make a civilized person of whatever race puke. Imagine literally connecting Chinese, Koreans and Japanese to the Philippine Islands which is archipelagos away from the countries he has mentioned. I also wonder where he got the impression that we aspire to be Japanese( ???) Hispanics maybe but not the Japanese. But even Hispanics today do not mind sharing their "surnames" to their Asian brothers who they have colonized for 3 centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sad reality that although most Filipinos working overseas are domestic helpers and prostitutes, who does he think educates the toddlers of Hong Kong , Singapore , Taiwan and Tokyo ? Parents of these countries rarely have time spent with their children, leaving them to their Filipino nannies. And with regard to prostitution. Filipinos are not the only ones working as one. I HARDLY SEE FILIPINOS STARRING IN PORN MOVIES. THERE MIGHT BE A FEW FILIPINOS WE HAVEN'T SEEN , BUT MOST ARE FROM MR. ART BELL'S RACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also mentioned that we have no concept of culture..no concept of asian ideas or asian philosophy. How can we demonstrate Confucianism or Taoism in a Christian nation? IS HE INFORMED THAT THE PHILIPPINES IS THE ONLY PREDOMINANTLY CHRISTIAN/CATHOLIC NATION IN ASIA ?! YOU HAVE TO USE COMMON SENSE IN A LOT OF THINGS SOMETIMES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not need to create an identity for ourselves. We are who we are. Our identity stems from the anonymity we live in this world. How we contribute silently towards the progress of the world and not just one country. Although the Filipino blood may be tainted with malice, corruption, poverty and prostitution, it is not a perfect race... But so are the others. Maybe Mr. Art Bell needs to think about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MAY NOT BE PERFECT MR. BELL BUT AT LEAST WE STILL HAVE VALUES. FOR ONE THING WE DON'T PUT OUR AGING PARENTS IN NURSING HOMES BECAUSE "THEY'RE SIMPLY OLD AND WORTHLESS". WE DONT HAVE AS MUCH NUMBERS OF SINGLE MOTHERS WHO GET PREGNANT IN THEIR VERY EARLY TEENS AND EVENTUALLY BECOME PARASITES OF THE GOVERNMENT FOR YEARS AND YEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES...WE CAME TO YOUR COUNTRY TO WORK, TO EARN DECENT MONEY (HALF OF WHICH BY THE WAY GOES TO TAXES BECAUSE THERE'S SO MANY SOCIAL PARASITES FROM YOUR RACE).AND BY THE WAY, MOST EDUCATED PEOPLE THAT I WORK WITH DON'T COME FROM YOUR RACE... THEY'RE ACTUALLY IMMIGRANTS TOO. AND THOSE EDUCATED ONES DO NOT ACT LIKE YOU DO, PERHAPS BECAUSE THEY'VE REALLY BEEN WELL EDUCATED..AFTER ALL THAT'S SAID... WHO IS THE IGNORANT ONCE AGAIN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinay wins it big in London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Alfred Yuson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philippine Star 05/16/2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patricia Evangelista, a 19-year- old, Mass Communications sophomore of University of the Philippines (UP)-Diliman, did the country proud Friday night by besting 59 other student contestants from 37 countries in the 2004 International Public Speaking competition conducted by the English Speaking Union (ESU) in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She triumphed over a field of exactly 60 speakers from all over the English-speaking world, including the United States , United Kingdom and Australia , reported Maranan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The board of judges' decision was unanimous, according to contest chairman Brian Hanharan of the British broadcasting Corp. (BBC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Augh! Random reply ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I bet that Art Bell guy didn't even do a research concerning our roots. We had Malay ancestors, and I remember that because I met Asian dA people coming from Indonesia, Malaysia, and Korea. Once, there was Hachidaime, and he's from Malaysia. We met in an RP chatroom, and he said he liked a certain show called, "Pangakor Sayo" (or something like that...*stupid short term memory *), then I replied, "Wow, that almost sounds "Pangako Sayo", which translates to "I Promise You"...or something like that. ^^;"&lt;br /&gt;So that proves that our language, before Spaniards colonized our country, was influenced by our Malay ancestors! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, so that may not be the best example there. Let's try... .hack jobs! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;If we're going to compare our country with .hack jobs, we might be the Adept Rogue, which is the "Jack of all trades, but master of none" (Yay, Haseo-kun~) *Is a .hack whore :iconimhappyplz:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we use that example, it would mean that our culture is really not strong. It's because we got influenced more by our colonizers, imho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I just googled up "Philippine Culture" and found a wiki proof! &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Culture_of_the_Philippines"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Culture_of_the_Philippines&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Take that, Art Bell, you stupid sonuva--!!!&lt;/strike&gt; *Ahem* sorry for the term. I just don't give a damn for mo*___----__-__-s like him. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6228936466444082971?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6228936466444082971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6228936466444082971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6228936466444082971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6228936466444082971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/discrimination.html' title='Discrimination!'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-661524237716328178</id><published>2008-07-10T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T02:40:08.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colbie caillat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realize'/><title type='text'>My New Theme Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NQnhVgPr-NU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NQnhVgPr-NU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V1: Take time to realize,&lt;br /&gt;That your warmth is&lt;br /&gt;Crashing down on in.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize,&lt;br /&gt;That I am on your side&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I, Didn't I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't spell it out for you,&lt;br /&gt;No it's never gonna be that simple&lt;br /&gt;No I cant spell it out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: If you just realize what I just realized,&lt;br /&gt;Then we'd be perfect for each other&lt;br /&gt;and will never find another&lt;br /&gt;Just realized what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;we'd never have to wonder if&lt;br /&gt;we missed out on each other now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V2: Take time to realize&lt;br /&gt;Oh-oh I'm on your side&lt;br /&gt;didn't I, didn't I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to realize&lt;br /&gt;This all can pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't spell it out for you,&lt;br /&gt;no it's never gonna be that simple&lt;br /&gt;no I can't spell it out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: If you just realized what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;then we'd be perfect for each other&lt;br /&gt;then we'd never find another&lt;br /&gt;Just realized what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;we'd never have to wonder if&lt;br /&gt;we missed out on each other now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V3: It's not always the same&lt;br /&gt;no it's never the same&lt;br /&gt;if you don't feel it too.&lt;br /&gt;If you meet me half way&lt;br /&gt;If you would meet me half way.&lt;br /&gt;It could be the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: If you just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;then we'd be perfect for each other&lt;br /&gt;then we'd never find another&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;we'd never have to wonder&lt;br /&gt;Just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just realize what I just realized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OoOoOOo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed out on each other now&lt;br /&gt;missed out on each other now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize, realize&lt;br /&gt;realize, realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Copu-pasta'd from lyricsmania.com, so if you have problems regarding the lyrics, then go fuck the hell outta 'em, not me.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-661524237716328178?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/661524237716328178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=661524237716328178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/661524237716328178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/661524237716328178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-new-theme-song.html' title='My New Theme Song'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-7805713926545052120</id><published>2008-07-08T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T05:34:26.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ate a dog because I'm good in bed!</title><content type='html'>[]Gotten detention.&lt;br /&gt;[]You gave your teacher(s) the finger when they weren't looking. (lol, in my dreams, just lately)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Chewed gum during class. (that's not so bad, y'know)&lt;br /&gt;[] Gotten late to a class more than 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn't do homework over 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Missed school cause you felt like it&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got your mom/dad etc. to get you out of school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Texted people during class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Passed notes. (it wasn't me who started it...I was a bridge...one of teh 20 bridges...)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Threw stuff across the room&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed at the teacher (the teacher was funny! XD It's not bad!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Listened to an ipod/cd player/mp3 during class&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hit a teacher with a textbook.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You got suspended&lt;br /&gt;[] Didn't take your stuff to school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten a detention and didn't go&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slept through class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times your total by 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repost as" I am 20% Hated by teachers at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s289.photobucket.com/albums/ll239/your_mom_is_a_bang/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-1-5.png"&gt;Pick the number of the month you were born in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 - I ate&lt;br /&gt;02 - I needed&lt;br /&gt;03 - I ran naked with&lt;br /&gt;04 - I shot&lt;br /&gt;05 - I killed&lt;br /&gt;06 - I smoked with&lt;br /&gt;07 - I banged&lt;br /&gt;08 - I ran shirtless with&lt;br /&gt;09 - I stabbed&lt;br /&gt;10 - I cuddled with&lt;br /&gt;11 - I slept with&lt;br /&gt;12 - I killed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the day (number) you were born on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 - the kool-aid man&lt;br /&gt;02 - a dog&lt;br /&gt;03 - a jew&lt;br /&gt;04 - a toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;05 - Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;06 - a lesbian&lt;br /&gt;07 - Barney the dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;08 - a prostitute&lt;br /&gt;09 - a shoe&lt;br /&gt;10 - a bag of weed&lt;br /&gt;11 - the trojan man&lt;br /&gt;12 - Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;13 - a horse&lt;br /&gt;14 - a condom&lt;br /&gt;15 - a pickle&lt;br /&gt;16 - a stripper&lt;br /&gt;17 - a pornstar&lt;br /&gt;18 - my lover&lt;br /&gt;19 - an orange&lt;br /&gt;20 - a crackhead&lt;br /&gt;21 - a whore&lt;br /&gt;22 - batman&lt;br /&gt;23 - my crush&lt;br /&gt;24 - a easter egg&lt;br /&gt;25 - a jar of honey&lt;br /&gt;26 - a homo&lt;br /&gt;27 - a bowl of cereal&lt;br /&gt;28 - a french fry&lt;br /&gt;29 - your dealer&lt;br /&gt;30 - a glass of milk&lt;br /&gt;31 - ur grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the color of shirt you are wearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White - Because thats how i roll&lt;br /&gt;Black - because im sexy like that&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Because the lil people told me to&lt;br /&gt;Red - because I love marijuana&lt;br /&gt;Blue - because I'm a pimp and your jealous&lt;br /&gt;Polka Dots - because I hate my life&lt;br /&gt;Purple - because I'm gay&lt;br /&gt;Gray - because I have AMAZING boobs&lt;br /&gt;Other - because I have double D's&lt;br /&gt;Green - because I'm good in bed&lt;br /&gt;Orange - because I smoke crack&lt;br /&gt;Turqoise - because I have a noodle in my nose&lt;br /&gt;Brown - because i had to&lt;br /&gt;Shirtless - because I've got abs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-7805713926545052120?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7805713926545052120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=7805713926545052120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7805713926545052120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7805713926545052120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/quizzeh-to-avoid-boredom.html' title='I ate a dog because I&apos;m good in bed!'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-5752226314204779914</id><published>2008-07-04T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T06:22:03.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen Quiz</title><content type='html'>When quizzes are as awesome as this, it's really fun to steal...even if I have to break the Ten Commandments for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Note:&lt;br /&gt;Dear -your partner's name-&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say this, but the Mafia is after.&lt;br /&gt;I think I realized it that night in your van, and I saw you carve your name in my aloe vera plant.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you're cowardly enough to understand that I have changed sex.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sending back your ring, but I'll keep my sense as a memory.&lt;br /&gt;You should know that I will inform The Swedish Tax Agency Woody Allen-imitations.&lt;br /&gt;Go to hell,&lt;br /&gt;-Frhaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Fill in the gaps with the info.&lt;br /&gt;2. Post to DA or myspace... or something&lt;br /&gt;3. You read this... you're tagged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Note:&lt;br /&gt;Dear -your partners name-&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say this, but __1__.&lt;br /&gt;I think I realized it __2__ __3__, and I saw you __4__ __5__.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you're __6__ enough to understand __7__.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sending back __8__, but I'll keep __9__ as a memory.&lt;br /&gt;You should know that I __10__ __11__.&lt;br /&gt;__12__&lt;br /&gt;-your name-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Info&lt;br /&gt;1.THE COLOR OF YOUR SHIRT:&lt;br /&gt;blue- our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;red- our affair is at an end&lt;br /&gt;white- I'm joining a monastery&lt;br /&gt;black- I hate you&lt;br /&gt;green- our horoscopes doesn't match&lt;br /&gt;grey- You're a perv&lt;br /&gt;yellow- I'm on the streets&lt;br /&gt;pink- Your nostrils are an insult&lt;br /&gt;brown- the mafia is after you&lt;br /&gt;no shirt- You're a loser&lt;br /&gt;other- I'm in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT MONTH WERE YOU BORN IN?&lt;br /&gt;January- that night&lt;br /&gt;February- last year&lt;br /&gt;March- when we were skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;April- when I was high on sesame seed&lt;br /&gt;May- when I was shaving your legs&lt;br /&gt;June- when you put handcuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July- when I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August- When I saw the tiny head&lt;br /&gt;September- when your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;October- When I was taking a walk&lt;br /&gt;November- When I tied my shoes&lt;br /&gt;December- When your dog went crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. FAV FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;tacos- in your house&lt;br /&gt;pizza- in your van&lt;br /&gt;pasta - in London&lt;br /&gt;Hamburger- Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;salad- while you were eating enchiladas&lt;br /&gt;chicken- with Chuck Norris&lt;br /&gt;kebab- in your closet&lt;br /&gt;fish- in woman-clothes&lt;br /&gt;sandwich- at the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;hotdogs- in trans&lt;br /&gt;other- with Mr and Mrs Bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHATS THE COLOR OF YOUR SOCKS?&lt;br /&gt;yellow- hitting on&lt;br /&gt;red- insulting&lt;br /&gt;black- ignoring&lt;br /&gt;blue- punching&lt;br /&gt;purple- pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;white- carve your name in&lt;br /&gt;grey- tear the clothes of&lt;br /&gt;brown- put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;pink- steal the toupee from&lt;br /&gt;no socks- sit on&lt;br /&gt;other- chasing out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT'S THE COLOR OF YOUR UNDERWEAR?&lt;br /&gt;black – my best friend&lt;br /&gt;White- my father&lt;br /&gt;grey- John Travolta&lt;br /&gt;Brown- my whoopee cushion&lt;br /&gt;purple- my pie&lt;br /&gt;red- the Cookie Monster&lt;br /&gt;blue- my aloe vera plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow- my pen-pal from Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange – my Carl Larsson-collection&lt;br /&gt;pink – my cat&lt;br /&gt;no underwear – my Cartman-statue&lt;br /&gt;Other- The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU WATCH ON TV?&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - woman (if you're male) / man (if you're female)&lt;br /&gt;O.C. - sensitive&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - open&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - ashamed&lt;br /&gt;Lost - turned on&lt;br /&gt;House - cowardly&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - scarred&lt;br /&gt;the news - Mongolian&lt;br /&gt;American Idol – masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - senile&lt;br /&gt;other - frost-bited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.WHAT MOOD ARE YOU IN RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;happy- how bad I've been feeling&lt;br /&gt;sad- How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;bored- that your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;angry- that all your pimples are in the last stadium&lt;br /&gt;depressed- That I have changed sex&lt;br /&gt;exited- that there's no solution to&lt;br /&gt;nervous- the Middle east&lt;br /&gt;worried- that we're cousins&lt;br /&gt;apathetic- that Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;ashamed- that I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;huggable- that the garbage-man turns me on&lt;br /&gt;exceedingly happy- that I'm a clone&lt;br /&gt;other- "Deal or no deal" sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. THE COLOR OF YOUR BEDROOM-WALLPAPER/PAINT?&lt;br /&gt;white- your ring&lt;br /&gt;yellow- your love letters&lt;br /&gt;red- your Darth Vader-poster&lt;br /&gt;black- your pet rock&lt;br /&gt;blue- the pillows&lt;br /&gt;green- the pictures of Portugal&lt;br /&gt;Orange- your artificial teeth&lt;br /&gt;brown- your cellphone&lt;br /&gt;grey- our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;pink- the old toe-nails&lt;br /&gt;other- your military service-memory-box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. THE FIRST LETTER IN YOUR NAME?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your picture&lt;br /&gt;C/D - the oil-stock shares&lt;br /&gt;E/F - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;G/H - your neighbor Carl&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The blood-test results&lt;br /&gt;K/L- your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide-note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - my sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V/W - your crime records&lt;br /&gt;X/Y/Z- your high school grades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. LAST LETTER OF YOUR LAST NAME?&lt;br /&gt;A/B – shall always remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D – never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F – Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;G/H – will inform The Swedish Tax Agency&lt;br /&gt;I/J – have always felt dirty because of&lt;br /&gt;K/L – have never laughed in public about&lt;br /&gt;M/N – am making a movie about&lt;br /&gt;O/P – throw rocks at&lt;br /&gt;Q/R – informed the psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T – get sick when I think about&lt;br /&gt;U/V/W – told the news paper about&lt;br /&gt;X/Y/Z – never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. FAV DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;water- our friendship&lt;br /&gt;beer - pensioner&lt;br /&gt;Soda- a new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;milk- Eskimos&lt;br /&gt;wine- cocaine addiction&lt;br /&gt;Cider- a passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice- woody allen-imitations&lt;br /&gt;lemonade- your embarrassing rashes&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey - destroying the 2nd world war&lt;br /&gt;other- hating Shrek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHERE DO YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Best wishes&lt;br /&gt;Sweden- love&lt;br /&gt;England- With pain&lt;br /&gt;Spain- Go f*ck yourself&lt;br /&gt;China- gross wishes&lt;br /&gt;Germany- With relief&lt;br /&gt;Japan- go to hell&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your eternal enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia- say goodbye to your pet frog Leonard from me&lt;br /&gt;Egypt- Go now&lt;br /&gt;France- Good luck&lt;br /&gt;Other- Say goodbye to your creepy family from me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-5752226314204779914?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5752226314204779914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=5752226314204779914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5752226314204779914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5752226314204779914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/07/stolen-quiz.html' title='Stolen Quiz'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-3979587811133593444</id><published>2008-06-22T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T07:29:21.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Die die die</title><content type='html'>Augh, xiieet, in the end, I still had to upload it even without any contests...&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/end&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full view recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year. Happy Valentine's Day. Happy Chri-- Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:shrug:&lt;br /&gt;Look! Frhaine's a white biatch! :iconminilarryplz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augh, I wish Maths were as easy as working on this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes to remember:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:star: Frhaine's Ladder can take up several forms, one of it being the Flute Staff. Its abilities include summoning catastrophes and the damage inflicted depends on Frhaine's moods, as always. Frhaine's Ladder is a customized weapon like Rienzan's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:star: Rienzan's Devourer eats up the souls of his targets. He's a licensed Dream Reaper so that's...fine. It also has a mind on its own but only follows Rienzan as its master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:star: I upped the resolution/ image size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:star: s=d/t, t=d/s, d=s&amp;#149;t. :D&lt;br /&gt;I hope I remember stuff forever...@_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insert some more description here...&lt;br /&gt;Oh!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to :iconredheadstock: for the Clouds brushes! :blowkiss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like it, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;If not, tell me why you don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;Comment seriously, please. Lest, I'll hide your comment if you don't comment seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-3979587811133593444?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3979587811133593444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=3979587811133593444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3979587811133593444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3979587811133593444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/06/die-die-die.html' title='Die die die'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-3718079845396477902</id><published>2008-06-20T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T03:59:21.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have Borderline Syndrome</title><content type='html'>I'm not emo--I just have Borderline Syndrome. &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel suicidal today more than ever. In fact, as soon as I got home, I lied on our bed and tried to stop my breath but God doesn't allow me to die, dammit! &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pissedoff.gif" alt=":pissedoff:" title="I am PISSED OFF!" height="20" width="40" /&gt; *Wants to be an atheist sometimes because of it*&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, why can't you just end this all?! &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/chainsaw.gif" alt=":chainsaw:" title="Chainsaw" height="20" width="49" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't ask me why I'm so depressed... This is normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my idiocy about Math and other related subject is nothing that you should wonder about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, devART is all about drama now, so go to MangaBullet.com! &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: &lt;a href="http://www.myyearbook.com/profoundsilence-screams"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I'm collecting zeros on Trigo and Calculus. not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Hey, our Physics teacher said that when you fill up your resume, you should use "Mass" instead of "weight" because the unit of Mass is N while weight's unit is kg, which is wrong because Mass measures the quantity/amount of matter, or something like that... Oh my gosh! I forgot! I should die! &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cries.gif" alt=":cries:" title="Waaaah!" height="15" width="23" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was actually taught to us last...Tuesday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate to say it, but... Can you please pray that I finally understand everything about Math? &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/worry.gif" alt=":worry:" title="Worried" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not that it has been confirmed by a doctor, but I know the symptoms...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-3718079845396477902?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3718079845396477902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=3718079845396477902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3718079845396477902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3718079845396477902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-borderline-syndrome.html' title='I have Borderline Syndrome'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2476363775692237929</id><published>2008-06-16T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T05:55:07.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesomee~</title><content type='html'>First Christopher-the-Hacker is finally away from me and shows no trace of spying, and now, I did something awesome with my life--drawing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SFZfvcF74PI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KfefO3zSsAk/s1600-h/watermarked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SFZfvcF74PI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KfefO3zSsAk/s400/watermarked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212458887327506674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wauuu!~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that huge watermark around, it means nobody should ever steal it. :) Claro?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2476363775692237929?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2476363775692237929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2476363775692237929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2476363775692237929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2476363775692237929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/06/awesomee.html' title='Awesomee~'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SFZfvcF74PI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KfefO3zSsAk/s72-c/watermarked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1763895701441816909</id><published>2008-06-14T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T00:20:38.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deviantART</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I sometimes have to log in to my other accounts (never Frhaine-Shaia again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I had better friends on my new account. I can't just leave them like how Frhaine left, you know...&lt;br /&gt;So...bye. I'm at MangaBullet. Find me and you'll get a cookie! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1763895701441816909?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1763895701441816909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1763895701441816909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1763895701441816909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1763895701441816909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/06/deviantart.html' title='deviantART'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6600256389941610208</id><published>2008-06-10T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:11:17.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I left dA for a very good reason</title><content type='html'>My decision was grand and not complicated. I merely wanted to escape the daily stress that dA gives. My watchers...they aren't happy with what I do anymore. I'd just go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough reason, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I also want to get my old self back, but get improvements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order for me to fulfill that decision, I have to take action, hence, leaving all my dA accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have more than just 6. You don't know how many email accounts I have...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6600256389941610208?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6600256389941610208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6600256389941610208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6600256389941610208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6600256389941610208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-left-da-for-very-good-reason.html' title='I left dA for a very good reason'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-8903403252863879900</id><published>2008-06-07T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T00:18:31.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aliyah'/><title type='text'>Drawing Day, CME</title><content type='html'>We went to CME again to celebrate my tita's bday. I really planned on not going to swim, but it was so hot, xiet, so I had no choice left. :p I was just going to draw-- IT"S DRAWING DAY YESTURDEI!!!!!! grr, I was gunna sketch realism tryout but dammit, everyone got on my nerves that day... Except for Aliyah~&lt;3 heartness :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good parts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   --I got the chance to go kayaking again--TWICE! X3 awesomee~~&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;b&gt;A really very nice young lady warned me not to leave my Havaiannas slippers because there are people who steal Havaiannas slippers on that place. &lt;/b&gt;She's so nice that I got overwhelmed...(sentimental emoticon here)&lt;br /&gt;   --I managed to work on a certain scene on my Chloe Valens doujin :3&lt;br /&gt;   --While on the wave pool, I picked up a 1-peso coin! X3 I thought it was just the sigay shell that Aliyah-chan found on the wave pool, but when I lifted my hand, it was a coin! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;   --Aliyah-chan is so adorable...:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad parts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   -- I wasn't able to draw as many sketches as I've planned. :| Now my imaginations are wasted...:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;   --They took a picture of me-- Chris-sama's stolen shot of me, then the stupif fsking family picture. :| Fsk it. T_T Then they laughed at me, dammit. S***. Big, BIG s***&lt;br /&gt;   --I didn't get to see the large boobs. :| Dammit... I always miss out on all the fun...&lt;br /&gt;   --Others. I can't remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-8903403252863879900?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/8903403252863879900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=8903403252863879900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/8903403252863879900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/8903403252863879900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/06/drawing-day-cme.html' title='Drawing Day, CME'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-7507480034029408867</id><published>2008-06-02T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:10:50.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired and Bored</title><content type='html'>Not exactly bored, but...yeah...so what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a haircut last Thursday when I went to my mom's office. Diz-sama was supposed to come, but he just can't wake up earlier than 10 AM... T_T dammit. My haircut looks like this: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Haircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Haircut.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up our books yesterday and our arms were sore... Ice packs help :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm planning about how Fryane/Saruwatari Kumiko would look like if she cosplayed as The (Mad) Hatter, the Mad March Hare, The Queen of Hearts, and the White Rabbit... I don't suppose I'd make a Caterpillar nor a Chesire Cat costume for her, but who knows... I might not even make a Dormouse costume. :3 Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... How else am I supposed to waste my time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna memorize the multiplication table and get faster with adding, subtracting, and stuff... I wish I knew how to divide properly. Why do we even have to learn Math, jeez...?!!!!/111?!//1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna work back to my Yuri segment. Bye. :blowkissu:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-7507480034029408867?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7507480034029408867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=7507480034029408867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7507480034029408867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7507480034029408867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/06/tired-and-bored.html' title='Tired and Bored'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6000502271152482788</id><published>2008-05-27T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:53:48.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>To those who added me up on YM and received messages around 8-11 PM, please read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't me who sent you messages, I swear! The only person I talked to was Diz-sama (:devmagicknightdiz:) and I told him the story why I couldn't chat with him around those hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this:&lt;br /&gt;I was about to watch Hard Gay on YouTube when my dad said he had to send files to his boss because he didn't receive them when dad was still in the office. Because of that, I let him use &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; user account (whatchamacallit) &lt;sub&gt;&lt;sub&gt;(I'm referring to the separate users in computer; mine was password protected...)&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt; FOR A WHILE. But then I found out that the files were in MB! I wouldn't really care at all, but when my &lt;strike&gt;STUPID&lt;/strike&gt; dad took my place, sitting on the chair &lt;i&gt;without my knowledge&lt;/i&gt; when I just went to fix the noisy fan, &lt;b&gt;he closed the Mozilla window, which means the tabs that were loading (Hard Gay, etc...) closed and stopped loading! :cries:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of that, I got MAAAAD(!) and forgot to sign out on YM! Then suddenly, after he finally sends all of his retarded MB size files, he tells me: &lt;i&gt;Si ate may ka-chat na Mark Escuadro, o!&lt;/i&gt;, which would closely translate to "Look, *ate has a chat mate named Mark Escuadro!" &lt;sub&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;sub&gt;(*&lt;i&gt;ate&lt;/i&gt; usually refers to "older sister" or someone who's older than you, around the adult age)&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt; Then I went: &lt;i&gt;Ha?! Naka-chat mo? Ano sabi?&lt;/i&gt; [Ha?! You chatted with him? What did he say?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dad said he just buzzed, then he told Mark Escuadro: Ano'ng problema mo? [What's your problem?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that pissed me off some more! I don't talk to anyone &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; rudely except for Diz-sama! :rage::pissedoff::steaming::pissed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom uses the computer ON MY ACCOUNT again, after dad! :rage: After playing Bookworm, she tells me who Kat Dalena is, so I figured that &lt;a href="http://psychotictwistedkat.deviantart.com/"&gt;Kat&lt;/a&gt; went online in YM and sent a chat messages, but then my mom signed it off before telling me about the message! :rage: I signed back in, but my annoyingly killjoy dad tells me to turn off the computer already! CUUU$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm really, really sorry if you received some messages!&lt;br /&gt;These are the people who added me up:&lt;br /&gt;:iconmagicknightdiz:&lt;br /&gt;:iconpsychotictwistedkat:&lt;br /&gt;:iconlovelydreamweaver:&lt;br /&gt;:iconnday:&lt;br /&gt;:icontidusyuna:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry, guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6000502271152482788?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6000502271152482788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6000502271152482788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6000502271152482788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6000502271152482788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-7639045008266897582</id><published>2008-05-24T23:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:09:35.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello...</title><content type='html'>Today, I have this feeling... It's like part of my brain/head gets this dimness as I move. My sight blurs for a millisecond then the top of my spine feels weird. I feel a little dizzy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules&lt;br /&gt;*Total the number of things in each list you've done.&lt;br /&gt;*No need to say which ones.&lt;br /&gt;*If people really want to know they will grow the balls to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Smoked&lt;br /&gt;2. Consumed alcohol&lt;br /&gt;3. Slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;4. Slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;5. Kissed someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;6. Had sex&lt;br /&gt;7. Had someone in your room other than family&lt;br /&gt;8. Watched porn&lt;br /&gt;9. Bought porn&lt;br /&gt;10. Done drugs&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Taken painkillers&lt;br /&gt;2. Taken someone else's prescription medicine&lt;br /&gt;3. Lied to your parents&lt;br /&gt;4. Lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;5. Snuck out of the house&lt;br /&gt;6. Done something illegal&lt;br /&gt;7. Cut yourself&lt;br /&gt;8. Hurt someone&lt;br /&gt;9. Wished someone to die&lt;br /&gt;10. Seen someone die&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Missed curfew&lt;br /&gt;2. Stayed out all night&lt;br /&gt;3. Eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself&lt;br /&gt;4. Been to a therapist&lt;br /&gt;5. Been to rehab&lt;br /&gt;6. Dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt;7. Received a ticket&lt;br /&gt;8. Been in an accident (what does this have to do with "bad influence...?"&lt;br /&gt;9. Been to a club&lt;br /&gt;10. Been to a bar&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Been to a wild party&lt;br /&gt;2. Seen the Mardi Gras&lt;br /&gt;3. Drank more than four beers in a night&lt;br /&gt;4. Had a spring break in Florida&lt;br /&gt;5. Sniffed anything&lt;br /&gt;6. Wore black nail polish&lt;br /&gt;7. Wore arm bands&lt;br /&gt;8. Wore t-shirts with band names&lt;br /&gt;9. Listened to rap&lt;br /&gt;10. Own(ed) a 50 Cent CD&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dressed gothic&lt;br /&gt;2. Dressed prep&lt;br /&gt;3. Dressed punk&lt;br /&gt;4. Dressed grunge&lt;br /&gt;5. Stole something&lt;br /&gt;6. Been too drunk to remember anything&lt;br /&gt;7. Blacked out&lt;br /&gt;8. Fainted&lt;br /&gt;9. Had a crush on a neighbor&lt;br /&gt;10. Had someone sneak into your room&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Snuck into someone else's room&lt;br /&gt;2. Had a crush on your best friend&lt;br /&gt;3. Been to a concert&lt;br /&gt;4. Dry-humped someone&lt;br /&gt;5. Been called a slut&lt;br /&gt;6. Called someone a slut&lt;br /&gt;7. Installed speakers in your car&lt;br /&gt;8. Broken a mirror (lol, more than twice)&lt;br /&gt;9. Showered at someone of the opposites sex's house&lt;br /&gt;10. Brushed your teeth with someone else's toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Consider/considered Ludacris your favorite rapper&lt;br /&gt;2. Seen an R-rated movie in theater&lt;br /&gt;3. Cruised the mall&lt;br /&gt;4. Skipped school&lt;br /&gt;5. Had surgery&lt;br /&gt;6. Had an injury&lt;br /&gt;7. Gone to court&lt;br /&gt;8. Walked out of a restaurant without paying&lt;br /&gt;9. Caught something on fire&lt;br /&gt;10. Lied about your age (on the net :D)&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Owned/rented an apartment&lt;br /&gt;2. Broke the law in the police's presence&lt;br /&gt;3. Cheated on someone&lt;br /&gt;4. Got in trouble with the police&lt;br /&gt;5. Talked to a stranger (the school peoples are strangers @_@)&lt;br /&gt;6. Hugged a stranger&lt;br /&gt;7. Kissed a stranger&lt;br /&gt;8. Rode in the car with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;9. Been harassed (my stupid ex-classmates from CKSC are fu**ed up retards)&lt;br /&gt;10. Been verbally harassed (my stupid ex-classmates from CKSC, that stupid school...)&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Met face-to-face with someone you met online&lt;br /&gt;2. Stayed online for 12 hours straight (duh, deviantART-holic)&lt;br /&gt;3. Talked on the phone for more than 4 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;4. Watched TV for 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;5. Been to a fair&lt;br /&gt;6. Been called a bad influence&lt;br /&gt;7. Drink and drive&lt;br /&gt;8. Prank-called someone&lt;br /&gt;9. Laid on a couch with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;10. Cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAND TOTAL: 13&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-7639045008266897582?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7639045008266897582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=7639045008266897582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7639045008266897582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7639045008266897582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello.html' title='Hello...'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-3549885843121822459</id><published>2008-05-21T21:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:08:46.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dodges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warmth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yellow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brighter'/><title type='text'>Brighter Pale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SDTwzYJJkmI/AAAAAAAAABs/H8dHoE-RZtA/s1600-h/BrighterPale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SDTwzYJJkmI/AAAAAAAAABs/H8dHoE-RZtA/s400/BrighterPale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203048234964587106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her back is turned. She's not happy. She's naked.&lt;br /&gt;She's just &lt;strike&gt;emo&lt;/strike&gt; an ego...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo, dark, brighter, pale, naked, pink, red, dodges, light, yellow, warm, warmth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-3549885843121822459?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3549885843121822459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=3549885843121822459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3549885843121822459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3549885843121822459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/brighter-pale.html' title='Brighter Pale'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SDTwzYJJkmI/AAAAAAAAABs/H8dHoE-RZtA/s72-c/BrighterPale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-680785927318901886</id><published>2008-05-20T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:37:18.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Name Meme :3</title><content type='html'>1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME (first pet, current car): &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...Tamahome/Miaka/Kurochan (doesn't have a car, lulz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME (fave ice cream flavor, favorite type of shoe): &lt;b&gt;Cookies n' cream sandals&lt;/b&gt; (wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR NATIVE AMERICAN NAME (favorite color, favorite animal): &lt;b&gt;Violet Bunny &lt;/b&gt;(O.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME (middle name, city where you were born): Bacani Makati (8D heii it rhymes! XDDD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 of your first name): &lt;b&gt;Pah Pa :rofl:!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. SUPERHERO NAME (2nd favorite color, favorite drink): &lt;b&gt;Blue Fruit Juice! XDDD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. NASCAR NAME (the first names of your grandfathers): &lt;b&gt;I dunno...?&lt;/b&gt; (What's Nascar? O.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. STRIPPER NAME (the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy): &lt;b&gt;*can't take perfume, allergies!* Coffee Dynamite (can't think of better candy right now)&lt;/b&gt; (LOL, stripper name! XDDDDD asshole)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME (your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter): &lt;b&gt;Arevalo...Antique? (:O I don't know my own country...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;11. SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday, flower): &lt;b&gt;Christmas Carnation (:3)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now): &lt;b&gt;Mango/Apple Pajamas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. HIPPIE NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree): &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cookie Crisp Nara&lt;/span&gt; (LOL!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-680785927318901886?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/680785927318901886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=680785927318901886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/680785927318901886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/680785927318901886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/name-meme-3.html' title='Name Meme :3'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-5590282230809509337</id><published>2008-05-20T00:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:28:39.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cellphone text messages</title><content type='html'>I have to delete my messages. But they're all so precious to me since they're wonderful quotes, so here they are :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pariz Hiltooone&lt;br /&gt;Tnanung q and l0l0 q,&lt;br /&gt;"msakit p0 b tlga magmhl ng lub0s?"&lt;br /&gt;and sbi n l0l0,&lt;br /&gt;"apo..."&lt;br /&gt;"so wat kng mgmhal ang pulbos..?"&lt;br /&gt;-o0 nlang ako...-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xene2!&lt;br /&gt;.'-hapi bday 2 meh.'-jeje!.'-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veyin-chan?&lt;br /&gt;'gud pm . sa lhat po, ingat po sa VAN NA WHiTE , na my plate# na VMM 507 , nangunguha daw yan ng internal organz ng mga bata , so gaiz, ingat kau! maniwala na po tau ,  wala naman mawawala eh db? so pan0h , ingat !Be SAFE .. 'nag.SMART aku saglit to inform you aLL..&lt;br /&gt;' TC ALWAYZ ..&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; Vey. U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edz&lt;br /&gt;Der was a blind girl who hate herself bcoz of being blind. She hate everyone except her boyfriend. One day, d girl said that if she can only see the world she would marry her bf, one day someone donated eyes to her and then she saw her bf including her bf. Her bf asked her, now that u can see, will u marry me? The girl was shocked when she saw that her bf is also blind and she refuse 2 marry him. Her bf walk away w/ tears and said, just take care of my eyes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veyin-chan?&lt;br /&gt;"HEART 4 SALE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hu wants to buy my heart? I'm having it for sale, though it's only second hand, still it functions well .. coz 1nce I sold it whole but he damn returned it in2 pieces. so now I had it all repaired, so now I'm back in business. Hu wants to but my heart? Satisfaction guaranteed. It has free service charge and a lifetime warranty .. so if someone is asking for the price, well, it was 4 bargain, it only costs true LOVE ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Part 1 pa lang yan, tomorrow na ung iba, antok na ko eh. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-5590282230809509337?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5590282230809509337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=5590282230809509337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5590282230809509337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5590282230809509337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/cellphone-text-messages.html' title='Cellphone text messages'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-7472772939412451879</id><published>2008-05-20T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:14:23.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know...</title><content type='html'>that the word "cooties" originated from our term "kuto"?! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Coke Zero and Pepsi Max contains Aspartame, which is known to be carcinogenic/cancerous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU KNOW THAT THIS IS MY BLOG?! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMG! Xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-7472772939412451879?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/7472772939412451879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=7472772939412451879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7472772939412451879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/7472772939412451879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know...'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2393995922030549830</id><published>2008-05-19T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:42:11.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='upload'/><title type='text'>Computer...</title><content type='html'>UPDATE: FUCK! My stupid ignorant fucktard asshole bitch brother finished TotW: RM and didn't let me watch the cutscenes and movie! FUUUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the computer died for almost a week... It started last Monday night. The computer would only last until the startup, or maybe it wouldn't even get there at all! When we try to log in, the screen would turn black... And since our teacher had many appointments, the computer just got fixed last Sunday. :cries: I died thinking of what to do without knowing what's going to happen next with Kiba... I was already at Ep. 32, and crunchyroll wouldn't buffer properly, so I had to watch 33. What a spoiler -______- T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was jumping up and down cuz I was nervous. (Weeeiiirdduh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother won't let me play Tales of the World: Radiant Mythology for as long as I wanna! *craii*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up drawing. LOVELY sketches. There's a benefit of the computer loss after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sketches are up here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SDJI9GLlhqI/AAAAAAAAABk/UxKVwaCsXYw/s1600-h/NightFlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SDJI9GLlhqI/AAAAAAAAABk/UxKVwaCsXYw/s400/NightFlight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202300734034773666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a better picture in my mind, but I couldn't put it in paper, so it ended up like this. I still like it though. I think it's decent enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And like, so what if the girl looks too short? The creature looks cute anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, blogspot suddenly stopped uploading my other images, fuck, so links now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILERS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/scannedimage05-1.jpg"&gt;Candee Gurl Sketchery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/scannedimage04-1.jpg"&gt;Sunflowers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/ShaiaCharaSheet.jpg"&gt;Shaia Chara Sheet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/JayDown.jpg"&gt;Fanart???!?//1/1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/ExodusGenesis.jpg"&gt;Exodus- incomplete set/sketch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/WIPness.jpg"&gt;WIP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2393995922030549830?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2393995922030549830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2393995922030549830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2393995922030549830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2393995922030549830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/computer.html' title='Computer...'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SDJI9GLlhqI/AAAAAAAAABk/UxKVwaCsXYw/s72-c/NightFlight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-5353416781108671830</id><published>2008-05-18T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T18:12:18.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzeh'/><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>This is you entire life (so far that is):&lt;br /&gt;( ) Smoked a cigarette(second-handed counts too-just breathing in the smoke)&lt;br /&gt;(x) Drank so much you threw up (lol) (not alchohol) {it was when I tried to swallow a capsule...}&lt;br /&gt;( ) Crashed in a friend's car&lt;br /&gt;( ) Stolen a car&lt;br /&gt;( x) Been in love&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been dumped&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been Laid off/fired&lt;br /&gt;( ) Quit your job&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been in a fist fight (i won and they were all guys)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Snuck out of your parent's house&lt;br /&gt;(x) Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back(pretty much every time i like someone thats the case)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;( ) Skipped school&lt;br /&gt;( ) Seen someone die (out of the thousands that die everyday no i haven't)&lt;br /&gt;() Been to Canada&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been to Mexico (crossing da border shh)&lt;br /&gt;() Been on a plane&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been lost (I was 3 years old :| dun give meh thet look)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been on the opposite side of the world&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone to Washington, DC&lt;br /&gt;) Swam in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;(x) Drank sea water (ICKY!!!)&lt;br /&gt;( x) Felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;( ) Almost got killed (I sure wish)&lt;br /&gt;( x) Cried yourself to sleep (at night...but there are weird reason why :3)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Played cops and robbers (when you have 27 cousins its like the bbest game evar!)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Recently colored with crayons (I have colored pencils! And CS3!!!)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sang karaoke (nuuuu, never)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Paid for a meal with only coins&lt;br /&gt;(x) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;( ) Make prank phone calls (we don't have a phone :|&lt;br /&gt;( ) Laughed until some kind of beverage come out of your nose&lt;br /&gt;( ) Caught a snowflake on your tongue (&gt;:o when did it ever snow here in the Phils?!?!??///!?1)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made a snow angel (Our climate is TROPICAL, lol, no winter here)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Danced in the rain (-_____- I grew up too fast and didn't enjoy my childhood)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Written a letter to Santa Claus (no he only gives me coal D&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Barfed in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;( ) Watched the sunrise with someone you cared about&lt;br /&gt;(x) Blown bubbles (Oh the good old days...wait, I'm still young! &gt;:o)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Made a bonfire on the beach&lt;br /&gt;( ) Crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;(x) Gone roller skating&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone ice skating (can't balance and can't afford it)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Built Bionicle (lol, I'm a girl, and that toy is never available in our country...or maybe I'm just not updated)&lt;br /&gt;( ) Have a Wii (at least we have PSP!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, here are the questions:&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now? 9:09 AM&lt;br /&gt;What is your full name? XDDDD not tellin' ya. (I prefer Frhaine Anderville, though)&lt;br /&gt;Where were you born? Makati&lt;br /&gt;Ever been toilet papering? eh? nuuuu&lt;br /&gt;In a serious car accident? nuuu, my relatives drive safely :3&lt;br /&gt;Like or love anyone? :D I dunno&lt;br /&gt;Do you plan on having children?  no :|&lt;br /&gt;Favorite day of the week? Friday! :D&lt;br /&gt;Favorite restaurant? whatevers&lt;br /&gt;Favorite sport to watch? I don't watch sports. I don't like them. If they were SEAgames, though...&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Ice Cream? I lourves every ice cream 'cept for wasabi&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Shake flavor? :D I lurves every sweet, y'know :D I go for fruit shakes&lt;br /&gt;What color is your bedroom? white. :| untouched YET&lt;br /&gt;Favorite non-alcholic drink: uh...fruit juices? :D&lt;br /&gt;Body piercing? no.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite vacation spot? whatever...? :D As long as it's relaxing, I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;Ever steal any traffic signs/billboards? :| I'm not THAT retarded, you know...&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Salad Dressing? *doesn't/ CAN'T eat salads*&lt;br /&gt;Favorite sound? pearl drops on the water&lt;br /&gt;How do you see yourself in 10 years? animating something&lt;br /&gt;Furthest place you will send this to? i*shrug*&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now? I'm watching Kiba (crunchyroll) and Doraemon on TV&lt;br /&gt;How many pets do you have? none. My rabbits died. My brother thinks our rooster is a pet, though...&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to accomplish before you die? GET MY STORIES PUBLISHED AND BECOME A SUCCESSFUL ARTIST AND BE MORE POPULAR THAN JK ROWLING LULZ&lt;br /&gt;Do you think pillows are cute? :)) lol, if it's a bunny...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-5353416781108671830?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/5353416781108671830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=5353416781108671830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5353416781108671830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/5353416781108671830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/quiz.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1213494939758926491</id><published>2008-05-12T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T03:36:34.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Forgot...</title><content type='html'>that this is MY blog, MY personal site, and I do everything I wanna do with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1213494939758926491?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1213494939758926491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1213494939758926491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1213494939758926491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1213494939758926491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-forgot.html' title='You Forgot...'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-9139303492737927839</id><published>2008-05-11T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T17:03:32.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lang. para lang may masabing nagpost ako.&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-9139303492737927839?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/9139303492737927839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=9139303492737927839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/9139303492737927839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/9139303492737927839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6268119971518772217</id><published>2008-05-08T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T17:50:37.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='background'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Better Version: Gade: Alternate BG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SCOcw0Tx1EI/AAAAAAAAABc/LDEf8m8EE00/s1600-h/AlternateBG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SCOcw0Tx1EI/AAAAAAAAABc/LDEf8m8EE00/s320/AlternateBG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198170757404939330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome empty background!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me in the pink clothing...I'm uglier. You should really start looking for my Multiply account nao. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come you can't see the circular motion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the effort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day is so hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, ano sa'kin?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6268119971518772217?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6268119971518772217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6268119971518772217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6268119971518772217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6268119971518772217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/better-version-gade-alternate-bg.html' title='Better Version: Gade: Alternate BG'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SCOcw0Tx1EI/AAAAAAAAABc/LDEf8m8EE00/s72-c/AlternateBG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6246977706971359945</id><published>2008-05-08T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T17:15:40.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bubbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Gade- Original BG</title><content type='html'>Original description:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SCOTW0Tx1DI/AAAAAAAAABU/MOBqoWPPxgY/s1600-h/Mom%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SCOTW0Tx1DI/AAAAAAAAABU/MOBqoWPPxgY/s320/Mom%27s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198160415123690546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-____- *not in the mood for titles...but that one was on my mind since yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I absurdly procrastinated on this one... My computer lags when I save it... I don't like that. I bet this is around 25 MB or something... Oh wait! I checked...it's actually 45 MB! *sigh* All for the good of Mother's Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna post an emo description on this one, but it's waaaaay past the computer limit, so see you tomorrow, 'kay? :D :blowkiss:&lt;br /&gt;I'll explain later. Read it, plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added:&lt;br /&gt;I added sparks for the gay effect. :3&lt;br /&gt;I stopped working on the hair... It's hard... And the skin tone, too... I DON"T CARE&lt; SHUDDUP&lt;br /&gt;I was going to work on the green bubble things and turn them into leaves, but yeah, the computer lags, as I've said for the nth time now. I tried Pointillism. If you don't know it, then wtf do I care?! I don't need to explain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't care if you hate it. It's just the same assumption as with Rienzan: Prince of the Night, anyway. Yeah, I hate guys like you who can't see my effort&lt;/emo&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcasms on board. You can't blame me for sleeping too much, you know. I have no control when I'm not in proper line of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Entry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't for you, so wtf do I care if you don't like it? :|&lt;br /&gt;My mom likes everything that I do. I shouldn't be bothered by you guys if you say you hate this because it looks so incomplete. Well, swallowing my pride to admit it, but it IS entirely my fault because I stopped working on this one... I had other works. This stresses me much lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know working for this for days isn't enough to match my mom's sacrifices for raising us... But still. I want her to know that I love her deeply, despite having much conflicts lately.&lt;br /&gt;It might sound weird, but since I was in Grade 4 or so, I was always thinking that she loves my younger brother more... I think I'm a really selfish bastard teenager. It should be normal, I guess, but I don't like having that feeling towards my mom, because every night, I just cry, thinking of scenes using my characters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get teary-eyed in writing this. Let's stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You didn't read it all, anyway. T_T)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6246977706971359945?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6246977706971359945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6246977706971359945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6246977706971359945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6246977706971359945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/gade-original-bg.html' title='Gade- Original BG'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SCOTW0Tx1DI/AAAAAAAAABU/MOBqoWPPxgY/s72-c/Mom%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-266854661910568228</id><published>2008-05-06T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T18:19:45.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh great!</title><content type='html'>More typos.&lt;br /&gt;Awesum!&lt;br /&gt;What could get better than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sarcasm&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:| Seriously, this wouldn't get off my system on its own.&lt;br /&gt;Let's write down the sources of my stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First case: SDL duel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakshetenings! Lovelydreamweaver owes me my sleeps! :rage: I swear I couldn't get a single sleep since she challenged me on a duel in SDL! I wasn't in the mood of making panelings, ya knoe!? And I have no plot; no story; no nothin'! :chainsaw: I'mma kill ya after this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seond case: Mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___- A li'l query here... Am I still obliged to continue working on this stupid Mother's day project...? My mom kept on pissing me off lately... And I'm such a selfish bastard. Yeah, I'm a teen, so it's no wonder. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third case: MARK ESCUADRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the fact that he keeps on pushing HIS style into me.&lt;br /&gt;One day, we had a chat. He said, [in Tagalog, but I had to translate it] "Wow, you're improving. Think you can try out my style now?" Oh jeez, I just wanna sipe that smirk off his face!&lt;br /&gt;That proud bastard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE HE READS THIS PIECE OF JUNK I"M WRITING, HARHARHAHRHHAHRHARHAHRAHHARHAR&lt;br /&gt;And the guy doesn't even read my journals, yay, so how would he find out about my amazing blog site, ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome. Now I gotta go. -__-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-266854661910568228?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/266854661910568228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=266854661910568228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/266854661910568228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/266854661910568228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-great.html' title='Oh great!'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1302426175668569643</id><published>2008-05-06T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:22:00.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classmates'/><title type='text'>Pakshetenings</title><content type='html'>Lougin, Katrina and Maricris are here again. T_T And Maricris even brought her "ina-anak" -_________-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAKSHET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, they are the people who don't appreciate my arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala si Patrick. ^_^ That's the only good thing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Here's a WIP. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SCAUnCipMdI/AAAAAAAAABI/cy7Cb8rB8Eo/s1600-h/Untitled-3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SCAUnCipMdI/AAAAAAAAABI/cy7Cb8rB8Eo/s320/Untitled-3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197176630915183058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers marked in red: Painted with a mouse. Again. But they were sketched first. :D *peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta, pakshet sila. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1302426175668569643?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1302426175668569643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1302426175668569643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1302426175668569643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1302426175668569643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/pakshetenings.html' title='Pakshetenings'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SCAUnCipMdI/AAAAAAAAABI/cy7Cb8rB8Eo/s72-c/Untitled-3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2139649015036229406</id><published>2008-05-05T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T07:27:41.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rienzan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='original characters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chickens'/><title type='text'>Yay, quiz!</title><content type='html'>1) What's your character's name?&lt;br /&gt;I have lotsa characters :3&lt;br /&gt;Rienzan! I choose you! *pokeball*&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How old is he/she?&lt;br /&gt;Over a thousand.&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rienzan: I stopped counting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Is your OC a boy or girl?&lt;br /&gt;Guy. &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What's his/her race?&lt;br /&gt;Demon. &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" height="15" width="15" /&gt; got a problem with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If this character were to suddenly become part of the real world, and ended up in a heavily-populated area, how many stares would he/she get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rofl.gif" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl" height="27" width="29" /&gt;He already looks normal...except if he would reveal his wings. I don't think he'd get that much, unless he gets to our place with me. :D He'd get everyone's attention. And every girls in town will get envious of me! &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" height="15" width="29" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Patrice/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Is your character considered normal in his/her own world?&lt;br /&gt;Umm...yeah? But his race is obviously avoided. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What would be his/her most recognizable feature(s)?&lt;br /&gt;If his wings are to be spread, then that'd be one.&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." height="19" width="19" /&gt; It could be the belt strap on his hair, though...&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Would you consider your OC as attractive?.&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Temper?&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't usually show emotions... And when he gets angry, well, it's not totally that much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Does your character ever get depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh...maybe... Oh hey, yeah, I remember now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Leader or Follower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;Leader. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What is the main aspect(s) of his/her personality?&lt;br /&gt;He's so silent. It's kinda hard to talk to him, actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Did your OC have a family of any sort? If so, are they still alive?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but I don't know who his mother was... You already know who his dad was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Is your character out on his/her own? If so, why?&lt;br /&gt;No, he formed a clan. The Clan Dream. It's a small clan, consisting of 5 members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Has he/she encountered any traumatizing events?&lt;br /&gt;There was a time...but I'd be too selfish if I said what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What was probably the best time in his/her life so far?&lt;br /&gt;^_^ secret. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Single?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but sooner, he won't be. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Has your OC developed any romantic relationships?&lt;br /&gt;YAH!!!! You're talking to her now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Virgin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/laughing.gif" alt=":laughing:" title="Laughing" height="15" width="15" /&gt; Totally! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Does your character like flirting?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symbolism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What animal would you associate your OC with?&lt;br /&gt;Umm... Maybe hawk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Musical Instrument?&lt;br /&gt;Violin. He's incredibly emotional, but amazingly fun to listen to. &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Element?&lt;br /&gt;Darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Planet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" height="15" width="15" /&gt; Hermetics. &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing the Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you draw your character?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;YAH!!!!! XDDD too bad he's not appreciated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you write about him/her?&lt;br /&gt;YEAH, but nobody is interested...&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/ignore.gif" alt=":ignore:" title="Ignore" height="15" width="26" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you use him/her in any rpgs?&lt;br /&gt;XDDDD TranceFair does. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What other ways have you appreciated your OC?&lt;br /&gt;I was engaged to him. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOMIZE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Is your character wanted for anything?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so...but he's avoided. Especially by the Heaven Council...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What are three weaknesses in him/her?&lt;br /&gt;a) Me :D&lt;br /&gt;b) Too much pain and hatred and evil... Can you believe he's a demon?! &gt;o&lt;br /&gt;c) Holy powers. *DUH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Strengths?&lt;br /&gt;a) ^_^ Me, too. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;b) *He gets his strength from the dreams he reaps...&lt;br /&gt;c) *wut else...* &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Does your OC drink or smoke (etc.)?&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What's one quirk about your him/her?&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't enjoy talking...&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Does your character have any phobias?&lt;br /&gt;Nuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What could you do to get him/her into a blind rage?&lt;br /&gt;Hurt me and he'll kill you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Does your OC like chickens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rofl.gif" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl" height="27" width="29" /&gt;  maybe!&lt;br /&gt;But never the chicken pet we have...that my stupid fuckin' brother treats as a pet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Final Question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you consider your relationship with your character to be like?&lt;br /&gt;^.^ fiancee. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" height="15" width="15" /&gt; Enjoiii the spoilers, kids. &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2139649015036229406?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2139649015036229406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2139649015036229406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2139649015036229406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2139649015036229406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay-quiz.html' title='Yay, quiz!'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1652223807037403951</id><published>2008-05-05T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T06:50:42.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plushie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rienzan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wings'/><title type='text'>Hahaha lololololololol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/RienzanDollcopy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh256/Xyrene-Frhaine/Rienzancopy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's DOUBLE awesum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, PLUSHIE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's MEGA-AWESUUUUM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WUT?! You don't like it!? Well go to HELL! D&lt; Go meet 'im there! D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he reaps your dreams and your soul... D:&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1652223807037403951?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1652223807037403951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1652223807037403951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1652223807037403951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1652223807037403951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahaha-lololololololol.html' title='Hahaha lololololololol'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2336292536631526715</id><published>2008-04-30T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T20:45:46.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deviantART'/><title type='text'>dA is being stupid again</title><content type='html'>I swear, the DDs are stupid again...&lt;br /&gt;Jeez...&lt;br /&gt;People these days are disgusting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2336292536631526715?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2336292536631526715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2336292536631526715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2336292536631526715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2336292536631526715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/04/da-is-being-stupid-again.html' title='dA is being stupid again'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2593905202414693573</id><published>2008-04-22T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:55:32.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What now...</title><content type='html'>What's up now? My couz is on vacation and wouldn't even bother chatting with me, my new dA account is perfectly undisturbed, regretfully and thankfully at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'd miss my good 'ol tiny popularity, which isn't so good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had lots of faves, too, and not just pageviews. I need to brush up my skill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was talented...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you still reading? It all ends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2593905202414693573?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2593905202414693573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2593905202414693573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2593905202414693573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2593905202414693573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-now.html' title='What now...'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-3010220792357928707</id><published>2008-04-20T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T00:16:00.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Risan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shaia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deina'/><title type='text'>dA is on high...-__-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SAwejgbRALI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9c6bvana_Nc/s1600-h/GetWellPen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SAwejgbRALI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9c6bvana_Nc/s320/GetWellPen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191558065799889074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohnoes! Don't tell my blogspot is, too! :cries:&lt;br /&gt;I HAFTA UPLOAD MAH IMAGES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hey, it actually uploaded now...^.^&lt;br /&gt;Okay, story time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the girls went on a 2-week vacation while Risan was left...somewhere. On the second day of the vacation, Risan received the postcard that Raei sent. Naturally, since Risan's master is subnormally emotional (wtf...), he allows Risan to catch up with the vacation eventually. He immediately follows his clan members without telling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, it's the third day, and there's someone who noticed that a certain clan member hasn't come out yet. "What's the matter, Shy? Don't you like the beach?" That was Xene. Shaia sweatdrops and makes up an excuse, "Uh, sure, the beach is fine and all...(-.-;; if only I can swim...) but I have lots of stuff do work with and..." Xene feels down, not having a chance to play with her favorite friend on the beach. "Well okay...I understand." She left Shaia on the room.&lt;br /&gt;"( -.-; I feel more awkward than before...)" is all that Shaia had in mind after that little conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risan reaches the location soon and locates the girl's place. Before he could start, though, Deina meets him. "Bro! How did you get here!?" Risan replies stupidly, "Uhh...I used the plane?" Deina's eyes narrowed. "-_- jeez... So anyway..." And Deina led him to their place. Inside the room was Shaia, whose jaw dropped upon seeing her mortal enemy. "Why are you here!??!?" Risan responds with a cheerful, "Master was such a dear. ^_^" "Oh jeez, I told him to never let you slip..." and an angry vein appeared on her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The random annoyingness starts here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risan: Ei, Shaia, how come you're not wearing a swimsuit?&lt;br /&gt;Shaia: :angry vein: Why, you wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;Risan: Ahahah! Like hell! I bet you're as straight as a stick! Ahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Shaia: Grr... Oh yeah? Then how come you're not--&lt;br /&gt;Risan: All girls will drool if they see my body. I don't want that. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Shaia: (I wish I had a gun...)&lt;br /&gt;Risan: Seriously now, why aren't you wearing it?&lt;br /&gt;Shaia: *blush* w...why do you wanna know anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Risan: ._.; Just wondering...ehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Shaia: :angry vein: get lost, would ya?&lt;br /&gt;Risan: Hey, I was just asking. Hahah, maybe you don't have any *snicker* because none would fit your stick body! ROFL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Shaia: Ugh, you're so sick! *smacks Risan's head ^.^*&lt;br /&gt;Risan: Oww! And you're so violent...Oh jeez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while later, Shaia went to the locker room. Xene went inside, not knowing that Shaia was in there, too.&lt;br /&gt;Xene: Hey, Shy.&lt;br /&gt;Shaia: ._.;!!&lt;br /&gt;               Shaia was currently putting on her suit.&lt;br /&gt;Xene: Oh, Shy! That looks so cute on you! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Shaia: Gee, Xene! Don't you know how to knock?!&lt;br /&gt;Xene: Hurry, hurry, get it on now!&lt;br /&gt;Shaia: -_-You weren't even listening...-_-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Raei started to wonder. "What's taking Xene so long?" "Where is she?" Risan asked. "She went to the locker." "Eh?" "I think she was supposed to take something... Maybe it was too heavy or something? Why don't you go help her out, Risan?" Risan shrugged, "Well okay."&lt;br /&gt;So Risan heads to the locker room. "Hey, Xe--" he was interrupted upon seeing Shaia...in a bikini (lolz). *Nosebleed* Shaia goes to hide behind Xene. Risan becomes unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyaaah, what would be super-effective for this case?! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I'm tired now. My eyes hurt... Radiation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-3010220792357928707?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3010220792357928707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=3010220792357928707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3010220792357928707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3010220792357928707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/04/da-is-on-high.html' title='dA is on high...-__-'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/SAwejgbRALI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9c6bvana_Nc/s72-c/GetWellPen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-894181549039838088</id><published>2008-04-18T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T18:47:10.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid day</title><content type='html'>I had a dream last night... I was reading a manga, and it was about Jay and Chloe. The last thing I could remember about Jay was that -- he was pulling/dragging a skateboard around and Chloe was on his right side. Then Jay suddenly went rolling on the streets using the skateboard and he was panicking! Chloe sweatdropped...&lt;br /&gt;Knowing Jay, I don't think he will have that kind of experience, since he is highly flexible and stuff... But why did he?!&lt;br /&gt;I tried to draw it, but I can't...:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there was a guy. His left side had two holes; one on the jaw and one between his left cheek and nose. Then the hole on the left cheek shifted to the lower part...&lt;br /&gt;:shrug:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;My efforts were wasted today... I tried to help, but it was ignored! She almost sounded like it was a scolding remark!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-894181549039838088?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/894181549039838088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=894181549039838088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/894181549039838088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/894181549039838088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/04/stupid-day.html' title='stupid day'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-1633917446745887683</id><published>2008-04-16T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T06:39:54.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Songs</title><content type='html'>List 13 random songs in your mind. NOTE: You can't peek at the questions below, it would ruin the fun. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Face Down&lt;br /&gt;2. Ikaw Lamang&lt;br /&gt;3. Untitled (How could this happen to me)&lt;br /&gt;4. Cat and Mouse&lt;br /&gt;5. Heroine&lt;br /&gt;6. Perfect&lt;br /&gt;7. Giving Up&lt;br /&gt;8. Beautiful in Blue&lt;br /&gt;9. Seven Years&lt;br /&gt;10. Houkiboshi&lt;br /&gt;11. Life is Like a Boat&lt;br /&gt;12. Savin' Me&lt;br /&gt;13. Stand in The Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" height="15" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do u remember when u hear no. 4?&lt;br /&gt;+ Those girls I heard singing this song on my way back to school one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does no.8 make u happy?&lt;br /&gt;+ I feel like screaming. It's an emo-screamo song, dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has no. 3 made u cry?&lt;br /&gt;+ Almost...if the time is emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in what occasion did you hear no. 9?&lt;br /&gt;+ Everyday in school! My emo classmates are the ones who influenced me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u miss no.10?&lt;br /&gt;+ :o I miss Bleach?! Not really... But the song is miss-able. :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which lyrics do u like the best from&lt;br /&gt;no.1?&lt;br /&gt;+ "I see the way you go and say you're right again, say you're right again, heed my lecture!&lt;br /&gt;*Chorus*" I love the whole song dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u imagine something when u hear&lt;br /&gt;no.2?&lt;br /&gt;+ Totally! It's my charas' theme song! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do u remember when u hear no. 6?&lt;br /&gt;+ ...Simple Plan? ^^; and Risan. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time u heard no .11?&lt;br /&gt;+ kanina lang. soundtrip XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about no.8?&lt;br /&gt;+Jedrekk! He always sings it, and I first heard the song from him :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u often sing no.1?&lt;br /&gt;+ YAH!!!!! I totally love that song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u sung no.7 to anyone?&lt;br /&gt;+ I never really sing in front of someone else unless if I wanna annoy somebody, especially my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does no. 10 inspire ur life?&lt;br /&gt;+ It's in Japanese... I don't get the meaning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does no. 05 show how you truly feel?&lt;br /&gt;+:o It's a song about drugs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u feel wen u hear no.7?&lt;br /&gt;+I feel like singing along :lol:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u smile when u hear no 12?&lt;br /&gt;+Totally! Or maybe not...I just sing along or listen to it...:shrug:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the first time u heard no.1?&lt;br /&gt;+ We were at the school and my classmates sang it. It continued until one day I used the YM radio in Emo station and that's the time when I realized that it's title was that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u could dedicate no. 9 to someone,&lt;br /&gt;who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;+ :shrug: Me? I like screaming along! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does no. 7 mean a lot to u?&lt;br /&gt;+Kinda... I'm almost addicted to it na eh. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's so special about no 10?&lt;br /&gt;+ It's one of my favorite songs from Bleach, and I first heard it from mah cousin, so it's very special. :3 I had memories in Baguio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would u sing no.11 to anyone? to who?&lt;br /&gt;+ Maybe...to my charas! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does no.8 remind u of someone?&lt;br /&gt;+ Jedrekk and Joseph because they sing that song most of the time, especially on the first week of school :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what memory comes to ur mind when u&lt;br /&gt;hear no.5?&lt;br /&gt;+ My classmates surprisingly know that song! And they sing along with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u want to hear no 12 right now?&lt;br /&gt;+ :D I'm watching Pita Ten 10 (2 of 3) right now. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u remember clearly the first time u&lt;br /&gt;heard no 13?&lt;br /&gt;+Chris-sama sent it to me via YM chat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-1633917446745887683?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/1633917446745887683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=1633917446745887683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1633917446745887683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/1633917446745887683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-songs.html' title='Random Songs'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-2614601820559764163</id><published>2008-04-12T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T06:28:28.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='character'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Konata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Chara Meme :p</title><content type='html'>I can't keep it in the meme form...sorry, this is just for fun anyway. :shrug:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characters I chose:&lt;br /&gt;Girls: Paine, Shara, Fran, Chloe Valens, Saber, Konata!!!, Hyuuga Hinata(some other fem. charas)&lt;br /&gt;Guys: Baralai, Mewt/Llednar, Balthier, Jay, Moses, (oh fine, let's add Senel T_T) Archer, Neji, (and some more guys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What is your opinion of this character? If you like, explain why you like him/her. Likewise if you dislike the character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        --&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girls&lt;/span&gt;-Well firstly, they're my favorite type of characters; strong females, highly good with combat, cute/pretty/smexeh, kinda tsundere-type...inspirational, they have wisdom, and they're the type of girls I can come up with many fanfics involving guys.  Blah, blah, blah, I could go on with the long explanation (I love doing that :D) but dear, MagicknightDiz won't take it! X3 And I'd be another soap opera, harharhar -_-&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like them because they're usually my base for Shaia and other cold, boyish females. I also like girls that aren't the focus of all attention; like semi-main charas... I wish I could keep Shaia like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Konata's case, however, since she's portrayed as a "chibi" character, she might not seem "smexeh", but I think she is, cuz she's totally mah type of person. :D She's an otaku, and I can relate to her mostly, especially when she tries to escape her studies :giggle: and she makes fun/makes green jokes :giggle: like meh... I wish I was her; she can talk to her friends like normal and not feel weird/conscious about it. Mostly, I feel like I'm kinda like her, though you really don't see that in me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hinata, on the other hand, shares some inspirations in me, though personally, I'm not Uzumaki Naruto's greatest fan... I liked her as a shy and weak girl then she gradually helps herself out. She's an inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       --&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Males&lt;/span&gt;-For some reason, RPGs and most anime ALWAYS feature cute guys, appearing with lots of charisma (OMIGOSH!!!) so naturally, I'd end up dreaming about them and making too much fanfics, lol. They're actually my base for Risan, Jhay, Rienzan, and other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Is he/she important to the general plot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;            --Girls-Well, as I stated before, I like semi-main characters. They're more mysterious than the main characters (except for Kona-chan, Chloe, and Saber). I especially loved Paine's mysteriousness... She's cool, calm, cold-shouldered, wowzers...&lt;br /&gt;I do believe they're important. The Gullwings won't be a trio without Paine; Ritz wouldn't be convinced to keep her hair white if Shara never told her that it's considered the best blessing to the viera race; Fran...I dunno, I played the game but never got hooked with it, so I never made it to Fran's appearance, but she's a cool character...with a really cool voice. :D Chloe, of course, is very important! She's the reason of the love triangle (or it might be some other polygon if you included the other girls who had a crush/fell in love with that idiot Senel, and you had to add Walter). Also, her story arc was the best. ;P Saber was a main character, so yes, indeed, she's important. She's Shirou's love interest! XDDD Konata was another main character. She's important because she leads the story SOOOO WELL!!!!! I LOVE YOU KONATA!!!!!!! *fangirl scream* I dunno about Hinata, though...but her fanbase is strong :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            --Guys- Well yeah, they really are. Maybe Baralai, Llednar, and Archer weren't given that much focus, though, but I love semi-main charas, and they have depth that I keep me wanting to explore them some more or make theories.&lt;br /&gt;However, I do believe that they're interestingly important, knowing that Baralai had many connections with several secrets; Llednar Twem was Mewt Randell's other ego, and both were Marche Radiuju's enemies when they entered Ivalice (Mewt's Dreamworld); Balthier...refer to my explanation on Fran. He's such a cool guy, by the way, and he's the "leading man" XDDDD Jay the Unseen is totally important, duh. He took out Cashel, he's Moses' source of annoyance, he's the source of many info :D Moses is also important! He's one of the reasons why the game is so fun (and some poll say he's the most favorite among other ToL charas! Xo ), he's a sensitive man, too :3 Senel is annoying, but he HAS to be important because he's the main T_T I don't find him anything special, though...why do girls like him!? Archer...are you important? Yes, of course, you're Shirou's future image! XDDDD Do I really need to explain your side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Can you relate to this character at all? Do they grip you emotionally?&lt;br /&gt;            --Girls- Indeed, I can. Maybe not too much with Paine, but I can feel much of her past is somewhat relate-able... I can TOTALLY relate to Konata, however. No doubt. Their personality is so cool! I wish to be like them.&lt;br /&gt;           --Guys- Uhh, maybe... I can be boyish for as long as I want, just don't freak me out. Their personality is what I look up to, mostly. I want to grow cold, too...and cool and wise/intelligent :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How much do you like the fandom that this character comes from?&lt;br /&gt;            --I love fandoms. However, I don't usually join them... But I'm a fan of these characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you ship this character with any other character? Or, are you particularly intrigued by their relationship with any other character(s)? (romance-wise or platonic)&lt;br /&gt;            --Sometimes, yeah...but I mostly stick with their main love interest. Chloe's another story, though; I created a fictional male partner for her. :3 I love shipping Saber with another male guy, mostly baddies, but not Gilgamesh...(you're mine, Goldie) Konata doesn't have a partner...:worreh: NaruxHina is positive in me, but I sometimes imagine her with Sasuke...or Kiba/Shino... Just don't pair her up with Neji; they're biological cousins ;p Same goes with the guys. But really, they all belong to me X3 Jay, however, is paired up with my Xyrene. Moses can go with Norma :3 because Grune's not around anymore! :(( But I could imagine her hanging out/flirting with Chloe :O Llednar is definitely for Shara!!!! SHUDDUP if you disagree! They're cute! FranxBalthier, PainexBaralai, KonataxFrhaine! lol yuri was a joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Is there anything about the character you would change?&lt;br /&gt;            --Not really... I loved them the way they were. But I couldn't help but to imagine the cold characters being all warm and cuddly with another character! *squeeeal!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) If you were in the fandom with this character or knew this character in real life, how do you see yourself interacting with him/her? (Would you get along well? Fall in love with? Dislike? Friendly rivalry? etc etc)&lt;br /&gt;            --Girls- I'd get into their nerves if we talked, with the exception of Konata and Hinata. The other girls are too serious. Chloe has a possibility to take it easy on me, but Paine, Fran, and Shara would ignore me. FUUUUUUUUUUU**, then shoot 'em for ignoring me. :w00t!: I could learn so much from Konata, since I love anime/manga/games :LOVE!!!: Hinata would be so shy around me because I'm so talkative and I would speak one more time after a second or two XDDD, or maybe I'd be shy...I love Hinata ^.^&lt;br /&gt;            --Boys- O_o;; Oh no! Guy trouble... Baralai would be too nice and charming and modest, so I might stutter if I'd speak, or heck I might not even speak at all because I'm so conscious about my accent...and HE"S BARALAI!!1!1!!!!1 Mewt/Llednar--*STAAARE* O///o w--what? Llednar: You must be against Mewt's will!&lt;br /&gt;*Cid comes in* "Sheath your sword, Llednar!" lol random. Balthier...He'd either flirt or be so turned-off with me. DIIIIEEEE, "leading man"! Archer, some guy you are. T_T I bet you'd disappear before I ask you anything. T_T Jay...I'd feel awkward. You might laugh at my face...but I still lurves you X//3 Moses...would do something else instead of talking to me. Maybe he'd lose his sanity (if he had one Xp) and talk to the dogs outside. Archer and Neji (take Senel with you)...whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Does this character make the cut as one of your all time favorites (if you like) or least favorites?&lt;br /&gt;                --They're all my faves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Would you hype up this character (if you like) or warn about (if you dislike) to someone whose new to the fandom?&lt;br /&gt;                --Yes, indeed. My taste for characters are cool! XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Is this character popular with the fanbase?&lt;br /&gt;                --Yes, indeed! XDDDDD Especially Jay! (I think... Cuz I lurves him :3) AND KONATA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would've gone in more details, but you're not reading all, are ya? Heck, I bet you just scrolled down all the way until you reached the older posts. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-2614601820559764163?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/2614601820559764163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=2614601820559764163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2614601820559764163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/2614601820559764163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/04/chara-meme-p.html' title='Chara Meme :p'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-6183652171962608508</id><published>2008-04-11T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:37:01.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my heroine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mermaid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relatives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='face down'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Monday (April 7, '08)- I had a dream... My family, including my close relatives, went to Jupiter (!), then when night came, I heard a song from my playlist, whether that was "My Heroine" or "Face Down"... Then I looked outside our bedroom window, and I saw a blue mermaid! She was blue all over... She looked at me, too, then I walked to our living room and peeked at the door's window, and the mermaid looked at me again, then she went back to listening. When I opened the door, I saw the mermaid with two mermen (I think they're her guards...?) and she had a palace, so there, I thought mermaids were actually princesses :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: I don't think I had any dreams...:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed: I forgot. I'll update when I remember, though...&lt;br /&gt;April 14- Update: I remember it now, though not completely... Dad and I were kinda on a train station, and there were big dogs, two of 'em, and they stand on their hind feet! =o!!! Then there was a guy who had a tiny white dog with fluffy fur (like Anjo's pitimini), and I got scared by it, too, but the guy told me that it's not freaky in the first place anyway. It didn't bark at me...:o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-6183652171962608508?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/6183652171962608508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=6183652171962608508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6183652171962608508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/6183652171962608508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/04/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-4156347751107020772</id><published>2008-04-10T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:56:53.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brother is a fuckin' autistic bitch</title><content type='html'>Yeah, he was talking to himself a while ago...yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-4156347751107020772?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/4156347751107020772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=4156347751107020772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4156347751107020772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/4156347751107020772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-brother-is-fuckin-autistic-bitch.html' title='My Brother is a fuckin&apos; autistic bitch'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-214677469181081874.post-3305181613791070000</id><published>2008-04-08T06:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T06:24:27.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandali, sandali, teka iha, iha, oh-oh...!</title><content type='html'>I really wanna cry... There are two people who listen to me; there's Kat, and there's Top. I don't want to disturb Kat again... It'd be too much to ask already. This isn't important anyway; this problem of mine... But I hope Top was online!&lt;br /&gt;F***s*** why aren't you online you stupid a**hole!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/214677469181081874-3305181613791070000?l=empressxyrene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/feeds/3305181613791070000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=214677469181081874&amp;postID=3305181613791070000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3305181613791070000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/214677469181081874/posts/default/3305181613791070000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://empressxyrene.blogspot.com/2008/04/sandali-sandali-teka-iha-iha-oh-oh.html' title='Sandali, sandali, teka iha, iha, oh-oh...!'/><author><name>Corrupted Core</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390638563095286650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7Zo-DZDI5XA/R-uXmKXZidI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZRkIU2vwjJ4/S220/FrhainePic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
