<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734</id><updated>2011-09-04T07:29:53.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=.=lll</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-6811258829859798647</id><published>2009-07-13T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:05:27.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupidity - it knows no bounds.</title><content type='html'>stupid people are everywhere. like for example -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sgcafe.com/showthread.php?t=63861 and http://sgcafe.com/showthread.php?t=63690&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well, not like im complaining about that. its just an example. so, allen is pissed off now. and he's kinda annoying me. the multiple spam of "fucks" are annoying me. and danny is emoing cuz allen is depressing him even further. this is so screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i dont know what to do. its annoying. its irritating. my head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck this shit. i should go around killing fuckin stupid people. stupid people should just die. like seriously, NO ONE GIVES A FUCKING DAMN ABOUT U FUCKIN STUPID PEOPLE. GET A FUCKING LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning to cosplay raiden from metal gear solid. it'd be my biggest project so far, appart from granado espada and grimmjow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to check out the hard ware store near my house tomorrow morning. is trying to find the bots they use on the helmets of motorbikes to make the visor move. i hope they sell em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i get that, i'd head over to art friend or something to buy plastic for the visor and craft foam for the rest of the stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll need to find my dad's motorbike helmet for prototyping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... well, danny has stopped crying. thats good. at least my head doesnt hurt now. and im guessing allen has chilled down too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. i shouldnt get worked up now. i should prolly stop reading the stupid complaint thread anymore. their stupidity is just... .... indescribable. and it makes allen pissed off. which is bad. so... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im getting hungry. i should probably find something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then... ciaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-6811258829859798647?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6811258829859798647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=6811258829859798647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6811258829859798647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6811258829859798647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupidity-it-knows-no-bounds.html' title='stupidity - it knows no bounds.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1541020417085572713</id><published>2009-07-02T01:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T02:12:11.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the flowers... they're withering away.</title><content type='html'>i cant draw recently. i dont know why. they all look so ugly. maybe i should try again later. but whats the use though. it doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the chance to come out. i probably should be happy. but im not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's telling me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they want me to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? i dont want to. its nice to be out once in awhile. at least i get to see the world. but they're dragging me back. they're not pleased. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do they hate me so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allen hates me. i know he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the rest of them dont... do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're still partially fused. i can sense some of their thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so weird. i feel like im not myself anymore. its like im getting eaten up slowly. its like... im slowly fading away. i dont want that. i want to be here. i want to.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allen is messing with my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it, he should fucking stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. now i sound like him. what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should probably go now. allen's getting mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~danny;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1541020417085572713?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1541020417085572713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1541020417085572713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1541020417085572713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1541020417085572713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/07/flowers-theyre-withering-away.html' title='the flowers... they&apos;re withering away.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4837560411656039719</id><published>2009-06-20T03:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T03:54:25.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... not again.</title><content type='html'>Shit. Its happening again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why. Why. What the fuck did I do wrong? Nothing. I didn't do anything. Why. Screw this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voices. I hear them again. My mind is gonna burst. Too much. Its all too much. Stop talking. All of you. Just shut it. Shut the fuck up and leave me alone. Why did you all unfuse again? Why. Damn it. I thought we made a vow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its back to this mixed up time once again. I don't know what happened this morning. I don't know anything. Its pitch black. Why. Why did this happen? What the fuck did I do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me this ain't happening. Please.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stop. It hurts. My mind is going on overdrive. My heart feels numb all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You liar. You said you would take away the pain. Not everything else. Now I feel so numb. So numb... There ain't nothing left inside of me. Feelings...? You took em all away. Screw you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fuck it hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it. Why am I like this? Why. I thought we were fused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood. I need blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know... I don't know anything. Stop asking me questions. Stop. Just stop dammit. I can't take it anymore. I want to die. Let me die. Please let me die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor would I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I've already found a goal? I thought I had sworn to work towards that goal. But now, don't you think it's all meaningless? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't hurt so much now. Or is it just me? Is my heart dead? I think it is. Its been long gone. I'm guessing... you took it away and replaced it with a fake one instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you all, you guys suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it all. Why has it come down to this again? Why is it happening again? I don't want it to. Please stop. Stop this insanity. I want it all to end. I'm begging you all. Just stop. Stop for our sake. Or don't you all care anymore? Aren't we one whole? Aren't we together in this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I don't know anymore. I'm confused. I want this all to end. Shall I die? Isn't it less painful that way? Torture. Stop the torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretend that I'm alright. I pretend that I'm happy. But I'm not. These emotions, they're all fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took em all away. Its your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I laugh, I smile. But damn it, it doesn't feel right. It doesn't feel real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do anymore. I don't fuckin know. Stop asking me questions. Just go away. Leave me alone. I need to be alone. I need to think. I need to listen. I need to speak. I need to die. Death is the best possible solution. I need to die. I want to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking hell. Screw your god. Screw jesus christ. Stop shoving your ideas to others. Stop forcing people to believe. Stop your stupid nonsense of how we should live. Stop trying to controll us, cuz bloody hell, you sure as fuck can't convert us all. And hell, I don't believe. I don't fuckin believe all your crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at where the shit got us to. You still want us to believe you? Damn you. Acting all high and mighty. Like you are better than us. Well, fuck, you're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want it to be this way. I didn't want it like this. No. No.... Please stop this insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live as a normal human being. I didn't want to realise all this. I wanted happiness. But you took em all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so cold before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So numb. Nothing else exists in my world except darkness. Loneliness. Nothingness. Why can't you see that? You can't help me. Don't act like you can. You can't save me. Its over. Its all over. Its been decided from the start. Liar. You stupid liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why wasn't I oblivious to the facts? Why did I see past it all? I didn't want to believe. I didn't want to. Really. I wanted to hide behind lies. All those filthy, stupid lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you shouldn't feel sorry for us all. You're one of us after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not your fault. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4837560411656039719?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4837560411656039719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4837560411656039719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4837560411656039719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4837560411656039719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-again.html' title='... not again.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4822933165398355595</id><published>2009-06-05T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:53:16.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the year is 2018</title><content type='html'>been quite long since i last posted. watched terminator salvation recently. and heck. the effects were cool and all, but i still have to say one thing, which i usually say about many movies which i watched before - GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, the show was gay. i swear. i fuckin swear to god, john connor was gay for marcus. and marcus was gay for him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proof :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. why the fuck would john go SO DAMN CLOSE to marcus? like, the part where they tied up marcus cuz they thought he was an enemy. then john was like GOING SO DAMNED CLOSE FACE TO FACE WITH MARCUS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. why did marcus promise to help john to find his "father"? he had no connections with john what so ever. he didnt know john at all. and john even 'wanted' to kill him. yes, 'wanted'. cuz we all know he is gay for marcus and would never really kill the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. why did marcus save john frm the terminator? ya know, that part where john and the terminator were fighting one on one. marcus just HAD to save john by fighting with the terminator himself. HE JUST HAD TO. and he had no reasons what so ever that FORCED him to do so. so he did it willingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. why did john choose to revive marcus? i mean, the terminator was THERE. it could have KILLED him if he didnt revive marcus fast enough. he took the risk. and furthermore, what reasons does he have to revive marcus in the first place? none! so yes, as i said, gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. and the best one, why the fuck did marcus give john his heart? again, he had no reason what so ever to do it. no one was forcing him. and he HAPPILY gave john his heart sayin he deserves a 'second chance' and shit. yes, second chance to be TOGETHER WITH JOHN. second chance indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. oh and, the part where before they took out marcus's heart. yes, the part where john looks over to marcus and marcus looks over to john. YES. THAT. so cutely gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion, they are gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rest my case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4822933165398355595?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4822933165398355595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4822933165398355595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4822933165398355595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4822933165398355595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/06/year-is-2018.html' title='the year is 2018'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-2340662613099915761</id><published>2009-05-14T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:36:31.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends..? life..?</title><content type='html'>friends are no more than people who you spend the enjoyable, yet meaningless time with. friends are just there for you, yet they arent really &lt;i&gt;there&lt;/i&gt; for you. friends are always there to share happy memories, but they aren't there when you really need help the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you cant help me... can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by killing me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you cant. you wouldnt. liar. liar. its all just a lie. just an illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever friends? theres no such thing. stop lying. start seeing, start believing in things you never thought possible. only then, will you see the real truth. the world is rotting. itd once again come to an end, and start a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deciet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;illusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i see past them all? why wasnt i oblivious to the truth? if i was, wouldnt life be happier? much more happier... but meaningless. but isnt life just to be happy? be happy for that one moment in time... and let it all disappear after you die. isnt that what life is about? happiness. no? no? .... than what is it? experience life... how do you do it? by being happy.. isnt that right? whats the use of finding out the truth and ending up hurting yourself even more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you cant help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont act like you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont act like you know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you fuckin dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this mixed up time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone help me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rescue me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rette mich...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-2340662613099915761?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2340662613099915761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=2340662613099915761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2340662613099915761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2340662613099915761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-life.html' title='friends..? life..?'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4278862172320748059</id><published>2009-04-29T13:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:06:39.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song lyrics... huh.</title><content type='html'>well. after readin someone postin their song lyrics on sgcafe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck, why not post some of mine here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooooooo... go away kiddies if you're readin it nao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, yoroshikuonegaishimasu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;JUST DIE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i can't hear&lt;br /&gt;i can't see&lt;br /&gt;stop it stop it&lt;br /&gt;don't come near me&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't find&lt;br /&gt;the holy light&lt;br /&gt;that you said could lead me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't hear&lt;br /&gt;i can't see&lt;br /&gt;stop what you're doin'&lt;br /&gt;get the fuck away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE! why can't you all motherfuckers just DIE?!&lt;br /&gt;you fuckin' motherfuckers just DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't hear&lt;br /&gt;i can't see&lt;br /&gt;stop it stop it&lt;br /&gt;i ain't crazy&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't feel&lt;br /&gt;the love you said could set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE! why can't you all motherfuckers just DIE?!&lt;br /&gt;you fuckin' motherfuckers just DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is the world corroding badly&lt;br /&gt;why is everyone so uncarin'&lt;br /&gt;why is the world deteriatin'&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;why!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't they care?&lt;br /&gt;why don't they give a fuck about the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause well i want you all to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE! why can't you all motherfuckers just DIE?!&lt;br /&gt;you fuckin' motherfuckers just DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!&lt;br /&gt;DIE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... yeah. ... meh. shall post moar soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nothin interestin happenin so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cept cosfest is comin, cant wait ! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uh... www.talkingcock.com rulez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, yesterday read a fuckin ghost story&lt;br /&gt;FUCKIN SCARY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heng bo nightmare .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shemhamforash. hail satan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4278862172320748059?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4278862172320748059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4278862172320748059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4278862172320748059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4278862172320748059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/song-lyrics-huh.html' title='song lyrics... huh.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-688965242509639124</id><published>2009-04-21T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T03:34:42.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idiocy.</title><content type='html'>so. im bored now and im emo-ish. what do i do ? think of random shit and get MORE emo. idiotic aint it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could stop pretending. stop... stop... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could i would. but life isnt fair. nothing is... nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did it start? when will it end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does the world exist in the past nothingness that the universe once was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it shouldnt happen... nothing ever did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do we do what we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do we feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did it start? when will it end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt matters anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;round and round the clock hand moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never stops till it runs out of fuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always counting the seconds passing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always forgeting previous happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never stops till its life runs out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when it does, seconds are lost, memories stop forming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did it start? when will it stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world shall one day perish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything shall come to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but is the end really an end? or just a new beginning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloodshed. death. killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the killer bears the burdern alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or so he thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his first kill, regreted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;locked himself away from the world, regretting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though in shines a light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opening his eyes to the world once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it washed away the blood on the battle field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past lost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eradicated by the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone he was, once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making his journey to where ever he deemed worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone he was, once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another man killed, slain by his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone he was once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting in a corner of a dark room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone he was once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regretting his actions, regretting his deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone he was once again, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hating the world for despising him so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone he was once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding his weapon in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone he was once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staring at the blood filled land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the light appears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rain washes the blood away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was thankful, and continued on his journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone he was, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont fuckin know what im typing anymore. *dies*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-688965242509639124?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/688965242509639124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=688965242509639124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/688965242509639124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/688965242509639124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/idiocy.html' title='idiocy.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-7247029808538901804</id><published>2009-04-14T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:11:14.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>liek wow im back.</title><content type='html'>so long never update liaos... cuz well. there's nothin worth updating. meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick n bored now. so. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giddy like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i cant even THINK properly. its like im drunk or something. or. meh. whutever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant form coherrent(sp?) sentences. nor can i spell properly .__.ll &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck sickness. fuck fever. fuck flu. fuck cough. fuck giddiness. fuck it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. currently obsessed with teh band tokio hotel. their songs are nice. gotta learn german soon man. and japanese also. and uh italian maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;hey lets learn indian&lt;/s&gt; seriously. wtf is indian? it aint no fuckin language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn. im talkin to myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans for cosplay : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cosfest - gokudera from hitman reborn (idk which day srsly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natsu matsuri - wear yukata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afa - oz from pandora hearts (idk which day too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eoy - seiran from saiunkoku monogatari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for year 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soy - nataku from saiyuki ... maybe. still not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cosfest day 1 - gokudera from hitman reborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cosfest day 2 - judas from tales of destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;streetfest - gokudera from hitman reborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afa - agito from air gear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eoy - gokudera from hitman reborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. i think i left something out. idk whut is it tho. meh. and maybe cosplayin dante for year 2011 / 2012 hasnt confirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many events doin gokudera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must cosplay hidan sometime too. idk when tho. bah. see how. making props is &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaoi makes the world go round~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-7247029808538901804?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7247029808538901804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=7247029808538901804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7247029808538901804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7247029808538901804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/04/liek-wow-im-back.html' title='liek wow im back.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-6405440763101739212</id><published>2009-03-15T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:56:42.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hah. another blogskin . kei is bored.</title><content type='html'>Yeah. I did another blogskin. Cuz I'm now bored as heck cuz I just finished watching 'Monster' today. Fuckin' awesum anime. Johan Liebert is now my idol. I don't care. He's fuckin' awesum. So yes, I am fangirling over him now. Heck, Tenma x Johan reminds me of Severus Snape x Draco Malfoy. Seriously. I think that's why I find Johan hot - cuz he looks like Draco. I dunno why tho'. Must have some kind of weird fetish for blonde haired, pale skinned guys who have a abusive past/childhood/whutever. Hmm. I dunno. Must be the looks. They look hot. Somehow. I have weird taste now STFU. Tho' I was kinda wondering, why do Johan and Draco look hot to me when they dun have liek, fringe coverin' like half their face. Seriously. They look hot even WITHOUT the fringe coverin' half their face. But of course, they look HOTTER WITH THE FRINGE. ... Meh. As I said, I have weird tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the blogskin is titled #511 cuz of well, if you watch Monster ya'll know. 511 Kinderhiem, Johan's orphanage. The place sounded awesum. Human experiments for the win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. I can't find Monster yaoi fanfic out there. I NEED YAOI . Like, Suk x Johan, Tenma x Johan, Lunge x Tenma, Lunge x Johan ... ANYTHIN'. D8 I just want yaoi. Well, Suk x Johan x Tenma is my OT3 but anyway, anythin' is fine really. Cuz I can't find any. Mybe I shall write some. Sometime. ... Yeah, sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'm bored as heck now. Stopped watching Naruto Shippuuden for awhile, partially cuz Kumby is kinda fuckin' up on me. But then again... -sigh- . I shall watch whose line is it anyway now... -skips off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-6405440763101739212?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6405440763101739212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=6405440763101739212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6405440763101739212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6405440763101739212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/hah-another-blogskin-kei-is-bored.html' title='hah. another blogskin . kei is bored.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4298682190175468692</id><published>2009-03-09T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:02:52.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed up time...</title><content type='html'>Its weird. After doing my research, I have concluded that I, indeed, have multiple personalities. Now I understand what the voices were. I finally understand a part of me. Some people may not believe me, thinking that I'm too stressed or shit like that. But I'm very sure, that I indeed do have multiple personalities. Even some of my friends agree with me. But I'm sure they don't really understand. No one does. How can someone understand me when I don't even understand myself? That's utter bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after talking to myself -or one of my personalities- I found out his name was Chris. He said he was the one who was keeping me company in school or whenever I was bored. Though he was not the only one. I asked him if he knew the others, but he didn't. I don't know if I'm decieving myself or not, but from what I experience, I can conclude I certainly am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris likes instrumental music which are soothing and sad at the same time. He may be color blind, cuz everything he shows me is in black and white. He likes drawing stuff and shading them. I should really ask him to draw something for me sometime. His sketches are nice, even though its only in black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mopes alot, and is sad most of the time. I thought he may be the one which was always telling me things that people would normally classify as 'insane' but he said he wasn't the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris is a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope I'm not insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris says hi. 'Kei, stop blogging... It'd make people think you're crazy,' or so he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though people with multiple personalities ain't considered insane. They are more of considered mentally ill. Or some shit like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I wanna know more of the 'people' who are sharing the same body as me. I wanna know myself better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris likes cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shemhamforash. hail satan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4298682190175468692?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4298682190175468692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4298682190175468692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4298682190175468692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4298682190175468692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/mixed-up-time.html' title='mixed up time...'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-7950891477088519626</id><published>2009-03-06T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:51:01.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>different</title><content type='html'>its different. something aint right. i dont know. i dont understand. i want to know. but i dont. it fustrates me. something is different from before. something is happening. something is wrong. what is it? what... ? whats missing? or whats more? whats different from it was before? i want to know i want to know but do i need to? wanting and needing is different. so is it a want or a need? i dont know. i dont fuckin know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something aint right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most fuckers cant understand. but some do. and i want to befriend those that do. cause when they understand me, they can help me understand myself. then i can understand them too. it a cycle. everything is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it true? or is it false? what deems it to be right or wrong? nothing. nothing is everything. and everything is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complexity and simplicity. its the same. its all the same. as simple as it is, its complex in another way. and as complex as it is, its simple in another way. you just need to understand. when you understand, everything just reveals itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever changing, no one second is the same as another. different. everything changes. its just how fast or slow it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing is right. and nothing is wrong. its a simple misconception that a divine higher spiritual being is controling everything and that its the being that seperates the right from wrong. no. no... its just a form of belief. everything is about beliefs. someone tells you something you dont believe, then its not true for you. but if you believe it, then it becomes true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it aint .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said, you just need to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the universe will reveal itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when it does,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether you believe it or not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also only depends on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only you can create your own believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only you can create your own wants and needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no single person is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i stated before, everything is about believing or not believing. i do not speak the truth, and yet, i do not lie. everything that i state in this blog post is in my opinion and no one can change it. believing what i type here or not is all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rest my case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-7950891477088519626?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7950891477088519626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=7950891477088519626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7950891477088519626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7950891477088519626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/03/different.html' title='different'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-7349023145690912221</id><published>2009-02-09T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:46:48.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ore-sama wa ou ni nareru!</title><content type='html'>First things first... Since I stopped meow-ing for 2 posts I shall stop now, cuz 1. its getting on my nerves and 2. ITS FUCKIN GETTIN ON MAH NERVES. So yes, I shall stop for the sake of my sanity. Well, also partically cuz I'm fuckin lazy to spam a meow after every fuckin god damned sentence. So screw you bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm somehow in a freakin good mood today. I wonder why. Anyway, since I'm in a good mood, I just wanna say, TO THOSE FUCKTARDS WHO DON'T BELIEVE I CAN MAKE IT, I'LL FUCKIN SHOW YOU! ONE DAY, I WILL REACH MY DREAMS, SOAR IN THE SKY, AND FUCKIN PROVE EVERYONE OF YOU WRONG FOR NOT BELIEVEING IN ME. ORE-SAMA WA OU NI NARERU! I WILL BECOME KING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously. There are so many fucktards who don't believe that I can make it, I'm fuckin sick of it. The most sickenin fucked up question : 'How do you know you can do it?' WELL FUCK YOU. Of course I will fuckin know if I can do the shit or not. Then they'll be like, 'ORLY. So how do you know?' FUCK. Firstly, I'M MOTIVATED TO DO THE SHIT. Secondly, I know I can do it, I TRUST MYSELF THAT I CAN FUCKIN DO IT, SO I WILL. 'Well how do you know you will?' NO SRSLY FUCK YOU, I KNOW I WILL SO I KNOW I WILL OKAY? I'm not some middle-classed insurance agent. I HAVE A FUCKIN GOAL IN LIFE. I don't wanna repeat the same thing I do EVERY FUCKIN DAY. I WANT A FUCKIN LIFE. I want to be in a band, I WANT TO BE FAMOUS, I WANT TO MAKE THE WORLD ACKNOWLEDGE MY EXISTANCE, I WANT TO PROVE EVERYONE WHO DON'T TRUST ME WRONG, I WANT TO MAKE IT TO THE SKIES. I don't want a boring life, I WANNA FUCKIN FLY. I WANNA DO SOMETHING EXTRAODINARY. I WANT TO BE A LEGEND. I DON'T KNOW HOW I WILL DO IT, BUT I FUCKIN WILL. SO SCREW YOU BITCHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that that's over with, I LOVE WAFFLES. But no, I hate mudkips. EEK, PEDOBEAR RUN F0RH JE00RH L133F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, someone should totally cosplay as Jagi from DMC. Seriously. And if the person makes a VERIIVERIISHUAIXZXZ Jagi, I will make it my #2 piority to stalk the person. #1 is to TAKE OVER THE FUCKIN WORLD. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, my fucked up brain is now thinking about politics. Seriously, politics fuckin suck. It's just some fucked up person trying to control the rest of the people. Why?---may I ask. Why make up rules and try to 'make the world a better place' as you state it. Why not live like animals - free to do whatever you want, no rules, no restriction, FREEDOM. Heck, we are classified under 'MAMMALS' which is a subgroup under 'ANIMALS'. So WE ARE ANIMALS. Why come up with fucked up reasons to 'prove' that we are of a 'higher species' and are 'not animals'? THE FUCKIN SCIENTISTS HAVE ALREADY SAID THAT WE ARE AND WE KNEW FOR DECADES THAT WE ARE ANIMALS, SO WHY ? WHY THE STUPID REASONS ? WHYYYYY ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there's one more thing I don't understand. For example, most of us eat either cows, chicken or pigs, well if you are a vegetarian than that's another story which I will also point out later. Ok, so cows, chickens or pigs. They are animals, aren't they? You don't see someone sitting on the dinning table going, 'ohhh the poor cowwww.... *sobssobs*' NO. FUCK NO. Unless the person was religious / insane. MOST OF US WILL JUST EAT THE FUCKIN SHIT. So I don't get why when people kill OTHER SPECIES OF ANIMALS -say, a whale- you get this WHOLE FUCKIN GROUP OF PEOPLE GOING, 'OMG, THEY KILLED A WHALE! OMGGGGG. EEEWW. THAT'S NO INHUMANE!' FUCK. WHAT THE FUCKIN FUCK. Whales are ANIMALS aren't they? Whales and cows are BOTH FUCKIN ANIMALS. SO WHAT IS THE FUCKIN DIFFERENCE THAT MAKES PEOPLE WEEP FOR WHALES BUT NOT FOR COWS? Then for argument's sake, you will get someone who says, 'Whales are more 'rare' than cows. What if they become extinct?' FUCK YOU. Extinction is part of nature. When the thing is gone, ITS FUCKIN GONE MOTHERFUCKER. As the saying goes, there's no use crying over spilt milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, when you see a lion killing a, say, wild boar, YOU FUCKIN WEEP FOR THE WILD BOAR TOO? Haven't you thought that if the lion didn't kill the wild boar, the lion would FUCKIN STARVE AND DIE ?!?!?!? So its either the wild boar OR the lion dies. WHATS THE FUCKING POINT OF WEEPING FOR THE SHIT?!?!? ITS PART OF NATURE! FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, once again for arguement's sake, some fucktard would say, 'What if they kill an animal, say, a frog, and not eat it. And they only kill the little frog for their own fun / pleasure.' SO WHAT? If the stupid frog dies then so shall it be. Why weep for the frog or even SCOLD THE PERSON who killed the frog? ITS JUST A FUCKIN FROG. THE WORLD WON'T GO INTO UTTER CHAOS BECAUSE SOMEONE KILLED A FROG. FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal lovers... seesh. GET A LIFE. EVERYTHING WILL DIE ONE DAY SO WHATS THE POINT OF WEEPING. Idiots. ITS PART OF NATURE. Face it, this is EARTH, NOT HEAVEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, vegetarians, right. If they give a reason that they eat vegetables cuz its a healthier choice, I don't mind that cuz its true. BUT. If they give the fucked up reason that they want to save animals by not eating them, then I say, FUCK. It doesn't mean that if you stop eating animals, EVERYONE will stop eating too! ANIMALS STILL FUCKIN DIE. BUT. For argument's sake again, if everyone thinks that way and becomes vegetarians, why don't they think that, 'OH HAY WE ARE KILLING VEGETABLES. VEGETABLES HAS LIFE IN THEM TOO. THEY ARE ALIVE. WE CAN'T EAT THEM. WE NEED TO SAVE VEGETABLES.' Then you will get the whole human species starving themselves to death by not eating animals and not eating vegetables. Living only on water. BUT HAY! Water has micro organisms in them too! You can't kill micro organisms! They have life in them too! THEY ARE FUCKIN ALIVE!!!! NO WAIT! WE CAN'T BREATHE ETHER! CUZ EVERYTIME WE BREATHE, THE ATOMS OF SOME PARTICULAR CELL STARTS TO DECAY! OH NOES! LETS STOP BREATHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET REAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ok. I'm done ... for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-7349023145690912221?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7349023145690912221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=7349023145690912221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7349023145690912221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7349023145690912221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/ore-sama-wa-ou-ni-nareru.html' title='ore-sama wa ou ni nareru!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-5572789937778648402</id><published>2009-02-07T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:01:35.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eternal spring...</title><content type='html'>things have changed...too fuckin much. i just wanna go back in time when i was too stupid to know a thing about life. those days when i was ever happy... smiling... laughing everday. but now the past is nothing more than a fond memory. its all my fault that things changed isn't it? .... its all my fault. though, i regret nothing. nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;regret, guilt, happiness, joy.... threw it all away. everything that's left are memories... be they good or bad. envy. hate. jealousy. sadness. should have thrown them away too, though they still stayed... hurts........... it fuckin hurts------------&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want it to be this way. no.... but it's too late to regret anything isn't it? .... why.... why the fuck can't i just get what i want.&lt;br /&gt;a simple life. happiness. joy. in the world of eternal spring. where nothing goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but no... its just a dream, just another fantasy. it doesnt happen, and never will. times have changed. the new era has come. and all i can do is sit at the sidelines and look. look at the world...and how its gonna crumble. shatter. dissappear.&lt;br /&gt;the fight for power is reaching it's peak. and a winner shall soon emerge. and when it does, the human society shall fall.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic.... pathetic human beings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me my life back---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to suffer anymore... afriad ? scared ? maybe... maybe not. we fear what we do not know. stupid, yes... but human. i'll just continue to dream. dream about the sakura trees surrounding a small house. a pathway leading towards the house... and someone... anyone... standing on the pathway, welcoming me back home. ... dream on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughing and crying at the same time is a good cure for the emotional pain-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deformed.... oh the deformity. pathetic... pathetic human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laugh at your pain------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cry for mine------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-5572789937778648402?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5572789937778648402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=5572789937778648402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5572789937778648402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5572789937778648402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/eternal-spring.html' title='eternal spring...'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-2795215773953278341</id><published>2009-02-07T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:52:38.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK IT ALL HELL YEAHHH =w=</title><content type='html'>since i has went back to bloggin meow.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wall of text meow-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fuck u . sure . u may fuckin be the one who is fuckin right but hey i dont really fuckin give a damn . u think whut u so fuckin pro ? u think the whole fuckin god damned world just fuckin revolves around a mother fucker like u ? knn ccb go n fuckin rot in fuckin hell. o fuck sure i may fuckin be a 'crazy emo person with split personality' as u fuckin stated it . but hey, at least this fuckin crazy emo person with split personality knows more than u fuckin ever do . insult me n my friends ? never fuckin die before ? fuckin bitch.... im fuckin sick of ur fuckin blabberin . for god's fuckin sake cant u just fuckin shut the bloody fuckin hell up?&lt;br /&gt;every fuckin day must kpkb to someone EVERY. GOD. DAMNED. FUCKIN. DAY. fuck u think whut ? everyone so fuckin bo liao to fuckin entertain a piece of fuckin shit like u ? i fuckin thought i told u to shut ur bloody mother fuckin mouth up like whut... 2 fuckin days ago.. n u fuckin call me today just to fuckin kp with me ? fuckin shows how fuckin stupid u r. want to fuckin kill me? SURE GO THE FUCK AHEAD . KILL ME IF U FUCKIN THINK U FUCKIN CAN . LETS SEE WHO IS THE FUCKIN JACKASS WHO IS GONNA FUCKIN DIE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end rant-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... seesh... stupid bimbo makin me pissed....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-2795215773953278341?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2795215773953278341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=2795215773953278341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2795215773953278341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2795215773953278341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/fuck-it-all-hell-yeahhh-w.html' title='FUCK IT ALL HELL YEAHHH =w='/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1836449900413757742</id><published>2009-02-05T12:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:51:23.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alive again...?</title><content type='html'>finally a post... meow... has been too lazy to blog lately meow... which explains my whut... 2 months (?) absence from bloggin meow... nao new blog skin... no tag board &lt;s&gt;cuz i accidentally deleted the tagboard&lt;/s&gt; meow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... feel fuckin tired n drained recently meow... cant recall wtf i did to make me this fuckin drained of power meow... havent did any rituals recently meow... maybe thats why meow... or maybe cuz i didnt drink blood recently. meh. either way... i just hope i dont go into any 'holy places' anytime soon meow... i may just fuckin collapse meow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick of politics meow... it seriously damages my fuckin brain just thinkin about it . humans... -sigh- ... fuckin failed species meow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and there was this fucktard who started lecturin me on 'god' on msn meow... fuckin piece of crap... god doesnt fuckin exist meow. even if he did satan would totally pwn him meow... god = reminds me of politics = makes me sick meow . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wanna fuckin curse someone now meow... tho seein that im in this pathetic state i rather not... gah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... finally got my dollfie that i ordered in dec meow... named him 山口 亜紀人  yamaguchi akito meow... yamaguchi = yakuza's yamaguchi clan meow... ohoho.... im still thinkin shld i make my dollfie cosplay as akito from air gear meow... if i did... must sew the clothes by myself meow... im lazy meow. see how first bah meow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;electric guitar lesson today meow... must spam solos... should go practice naow meow... since i mayb going out later meow.. meh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hope i dont fuckin collapse on the streets meow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hail satan... meow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1836449900413757742?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1836449900413757742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1836449900413757742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1836449900413757742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1836449900413757742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2009/02/alive-again.html' title='alive again...?'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-6203436177137346217</id><published>2008-12-23T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:25:40.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by wenli...=w=</title><content type='html'>lol wenli, I swear, I will kill you one day, meow. Even tho I'm bored now and have nothing else better to do, I STILL SWEAR I WILL KILL YOU ONE DAY for no apparent reason meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGGED BY WENLI TO DO THIS QUIZ MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself, meow&lt;br /&gt;2) People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own, 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself as well as state this rule clearly, meow&lt;br /&gt;3) At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged, and list their names, meow&lt;br /&gt;4) No tag back, meow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 i wish i was a guy so that i can yaoi with pplz meow&lt;br /&gt;#2 i am scared of butterflies meow&lt;br /&gt;#3 i need to listen to songs on a daily basis meow&lt;br /&gt;#4 i cry when i watch sad anime or read sad comics or listen to emo songs meow&lt;br /&gt;#5 i watch porn before meow (seriously i did, for like, 5 freaking seconds meow)&lt;br /&gt;#6 i heart BDSM meow&lt;br /&gt;#7 sometimes i wish i can tie ppl onto my bed and hear them scream for mercy meow (sounds wrong, but it was supposed to meow xD)&lt;br /&gt;#8 i kicked a dog before... for like... 15 times nonstop meow xD&lt;br /&gt;#9 i wont ever EVER want to get married meow&lt;br /&gt;#10 i hate children/babies meow (KILLTHEMALLMEOW!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE J00 HAPPEH NAOW MEOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont tag people for the sake of my own safety meow. J00 PPLZ RR EVILLL MEOW. and also, tagging people is an act of childish stupidity so THERE meow. (yes I am insulting you wenli meow) =w=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-6203436177137346217?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6203436177137346217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=6203436177137346217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6203436177137346217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6203436177137346217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-wenliw.html' title='tagged by wenli...=w='/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4004240865556516912</id><published>2008-12-08T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:11:59.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranting rules the world.</title><content type='html'>Ok meow. The tagboard is dead meow. Please tag .... I KNOW PPLZ R READING BUT NO ONE IS TAGGING MEOW. Oh well not like I care tho meow. Wait... I go take out my contact lens first meow... *runs to toilet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I is back meow. I am currently suffering from cramps meow. It sucks like hell meow. Seriously lor... BEING A BOY IS SO MUCH BETTER MEOW. NO NEED TO SUFFER CRAMPS MEOW. *gets shot* bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like ranting today meow. I dunno why meow... Just feel like... ARGHHH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-warning, long, vulgar rant ahead-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I got into 2A'09 meow. I hate 1A'08 and now still want me to go to the same class as those fucking idiots meow. Kanasai la meow. Oh ya... then that time chatted with Joey on msn then she told me go her blog see what she thinks of everyone in class meow. So, being the stupid meow-ing retarded that is me, I decided to copy her idea and use the class list to comment about them meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE MEOW CLASS LIST MEOW -:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Xin yun - I know she hates me, bah, I don't care meow.&lt;br /&gt;#2 Claudia - Her scream... omg meow... *dies* Well, at least she is friendly meow.&lt;br /&gt;#3 Disha - SHE THINK SHE WHAT MEOW? 大小姐 AR MEOW? KANASAI. HIT PEOPLE NO SAY SORRY MEOW. THINK SHE VERY BIG NIA MEOW. FUCK LA MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;#4 Ting Ting - She wouldn't be hated so much if she wasn't with Disha all the time meow.&lt;br /&gt;#5 Valerie - Bah... don't really know her well meow. She too guai liaos meow. I don't like guai kia meow.&lt;br /&gt;#6 Anthea - Don't know her well, but I will never want to know her meow. She alsos too guai liaos meow.&lt;br /&gt;#7 Chia Ee - CRAZY BITCH MEOW. SUCK COCK WOMAN ONLY KNOW HOW TO FLIRT NIA MEOW. At first she not so bad de meow. I thought she was like damn friendly de meow. Then end up... WAH SHIT LA MEOW. Now everytime see her feel like vomiting meow.&lt;br /&gt;#8 Xin Yi - Crazy ah lian meow. But damn friendly and damn funny meow.&lt;br /&gt;#9 Yi Lian - Nice person... but too quiet sometimes meow.&lt;br /&gt;#10 Yu Zhen - Stupid shit ass lying bitch meow. If she stfu she is like damn okay la meow. But she open her mouth nia, wah fuck, feel like slapping her meow.&lt;br /&gt;#11 ME MEOW! I hate myself meow.&lt;br /&gt;#12 Wan Yu - Nice girl... nice personality... BUT MUST GROW TALLER MEOW! HOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;#13 Naomi - At first like her meow. But now that she is like, going with the group of boys that I hate, I'm starting to dislike her cuz I feel that she is pang seh-ing her friends meow.&lt;br /&gt;#14 Joey - Crazy little girl meow! HAHAS! How dare you be taller than me meow!&lt;br /&gt;#15 Jing Hui - Hardworking... but sometimes abit siao siao meow.&lt;br /&gt;#16 Wen Liang - HAHAHAHA STUPID UNCLE HAHAHAHAHA MEOW!&lt;br /&gt;# 17 Wei Ting - LOL color wolf meow!&lt;br /&gt;#18 Shu Yang - MEH DIDI MEOW!&lt;br /&gt;#19 Jordan - FUCKING CHILDISH PIECE OF SHIT MEOW! GO DIE LA MEOW! COMIC ARTIST MY ASS MAN MEOW! 3 YEAR OLD CAN DRAW BETTER THAN U LA SON OF A BITCH MEOW!&lt;br /&gt;#20 Joshua - Bah... don't talk to him at all meow, no comment meow.&lt;br /&gt;#21 Zi Ming - LOLOLOLOLOLOL FUCKING NERD MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;#22 Ji Kang - Funny, but damn weird at times meow.&lt;br /&gt;#23 Erman - Bad attitude... but entertains the class very well when he buay song with the teachers meow.&lt;br /&gt;#24 Yuan Fang - CHILDISH ALSO MEOW. GO TO HELL MAN, THE WORLD WILL BE A BETTER PLACE WITHOUT YOU MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;#25 Zaki - Chewing gum seller meow. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;#26 Kee Pin - Act cool buay cool person who reads Naruto manga meow.&lt;br /&gt;#27 Emil - No comment meow.&lt;br /&gt;#28 Sheng Jie - Kanasai meow. In front of teacher act guai, in front of class mates like shit meow. GO DIE LA MEOW. FUCKER.&lt;br /&gt;#29 You Chen - FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT MEOW. CHEE BAI LA MEOW. THINK HE SO PRO NIA MEOW! GO SUCK DICK LA MEOW. LOOK DOWN ON PEOPLE NIA MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;#30 Chun Yong - Crazy stupid guy who plays with Yuan Fang meow. (that sounds wrong but heck i dont care meow)&lt;br /&gt;#31 Jun Yang - Funny but siao siao at times meow.&lt;br /&gt;#32 Sherman - No comment meow.&lt;br /&gt;#33 Jia Qing - No comment meow.&lt;br /&gt;#34 Kai Hin - The crazy loud mouthed guy who gets on teacher's nerves but is clever like hell meow.&lt;br /&gt;#35 Zhi Hao - TEDDY BEAR MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;#36 Zhen Yuan - Funny but irritating at times meow.&lt;br /&gt;#37 Brendan - The guy with the gay ass voice meow. But he's... quite okay meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah... you can obviously see for urself how much I LOVE *coughcough* the class meow. SCREW 1A'08 MAN MEOW! GO TO HELL LAR MEOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4004240865556516912?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4004240865556516912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4004240865556516912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4004240865556516912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4004240865556516912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/ranting-rules-world.html' title='Ranting rules the world.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-7000794658548313366</id><published>2008-12-07T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:37:23.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lawls... almost died ytd. xD</title><content type='html'>Uwaaahs... went to wild wild wet on sat meow. But then damn sians, on fri, camped at friend's house meow. BUT HOR!! only sleep for like, 1 meow hour meow... which is damn wad lors meow... I was like, half dead on sat evening larhs meow. Partialy because of www and partially because of 1 hr sleep meow. And I only got 1 meow hour of sleep because SOMEONE *points at kosmo* called and smsed at like, 5 fucking am in the morning meow. =w= Like, please, dude, get some sleep meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yahs... www was fun meow. Joey went alsos meow... then it was like, lol-ness lars.... she went at like, 11 ++ going to 12 meow... Then we were like, there at 1 ++ pm la meow. Felt super sorreh for going there late meow... *cough* actuallyimnotsorrymeow *cough* ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahhs, then now hor, when I call Joey my stupid meow brain makes me think of Jounouchi Katsuya from YGO meow. Like, DAMN larhs... It's all 4kids entertainment's fault for changing Jou's name to Joey lorhs meow. And Joey is a GIRLS' name for fuck's sake meow. Oh wells....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, damn bored now la meow... THERE'S NOTHING TO DO AT HOME MEOW....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*kills self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmms... oh yaaa.. my daddeh asked meh to create sgcafe acc... so I did meow... deathbymugging &lt;-- my nick = pro-ness meow. Cuz I'm gonna mug next year meow.. and maybe I'll die mugging meow. So yeah meow~ DEATHBYMUGGING MEOWWWWWW xDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-7000794658548313366?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7000794658548313366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=7000794658548313366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7000794658548313366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7000794658548313366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/lawls-almost-died-ytd-xd.html' title='lawls... almost died ytd. xD'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-5100980091118304892</id><published>2008-12-03T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:54:58.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATING, WOW-NESS.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm updating again meow. But no one EVER reads it meow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But either way, I has nothing to do meow. ... Then my friend showed me this blog that has 'nya's' all over... and I'm like wtf, mine has meows all over meow. So yeah... LOL-ness meow. Oh wells....................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM FUCKING BORED D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's like, absolutely nothing to blog about meow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS MAPLE MEOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH MEOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, so yes, maple = has new job = pirate MEOW!!!! I created a new acc for the pirate meow. Then I play till bored meow. And my pirate is like, level 16 now or something meow. Then my c dit...ahh... hopeless la meow... Lazy train le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play WOW WOTLK meow..... ... World Of Warcraft Wrath Of The Lich King for noobs. Yeah meow. I wana PLAYYY I WANNA PLAY EETT MEOOWSSS... So i went the shop to see meow... and it was like wtf-ness, $69.90 meow!!! OMGGGG SO EX LAR MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think pre-order cheaper, no meow? Most likely cheaper meow... Ah wells... wait for cheap pirated version lol meow. Oh god... I'm like.. sleeping at 4 or 5 + then waking up at 12 or 1+ which is BAD meow. Seriously... bad... meow..... T____________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I don't get pimples and dry skin and shit meow. Yeah. HOPE meow.... hope..... Arrrs.. I has nothing to say now meow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-5100980091118304892?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5100980091118304892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=5100980091118304892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5100980091118304892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5100980091118304892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/updating-wow-ness.html' title='UPDATING, WOW-NESS.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-9203976955503200258</id><published>2008-11-19T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:57:08.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YGO : PUPPYSHIPPIN'!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I don't fucking know why the shit am I even updating this when no one ever reads it meow. Like, EVER MEOW. But I'm bored and I wanna do shit, so here I am, reviving a dead blog meow. So now, I'm like, totally obsessed with Seto Kaiba x Jounouchi Katsuya from Yugioh (as if the title didn't say enough...) SO MEOW! I'm taking YGO personality quizes to keep me occupied in the boring shit ass holidays meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YGO Personality Quiz&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/680814/yugioh-personality-quiz"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/680814/yugioh-personality-quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : Seto!!!Cold and evil, you are the ruthless genius that rules all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Okay....Firstly, I'm not cold and evil  meow(okay sometimes, but that's beside the point meow) and I'm not a genius meow. Secondly, I wanted to be Jou meow... *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Ultimate YGO Quiz&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/985527/the-ultimate-yugioh-quiz"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/985527/the-ultimate-yugioh-quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : Well, you got the merciless and wanted character of all..yes it's KAIBA! Selfish and self centered as it seems, Kaiba would do anything to protect his loved ones, he does have a grudge with yugi, but as wierd as it may sound-no not really, high motivated, hard working, concentrated and focused, you and Kaiba must make a high successful couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with you people meow? I mean geez meow... Kaiba meow.... again meow.... Well, he's hot though meow. But still, he's hotter with Jou meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ... What the fuck is wrong with the title dude? Whatever. It's a fucking personality quiz. Took it just to confirm the result I got in #1&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/785836/incredibly-random-and-funny-yugioh-quiz-which-yugioh-person-will-you-morph-into-in-the-next-24-hours-wpics"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/785836/incredibly-random-and-funny-yugioh-quiz-which-yugioh-person-will-you-morph-into-in-the-next-24-hours-wpics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : Seto. Jeez! it was only a quiz!! lighten up!! lalalalala....gyhjdfkjjrk..lalalalalalalalalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I GIVE THE FUCK UP MEOW. SETO SETO SETO... DAMN THAT FREAK MEOW. ... ... Ok, I was joking meow. But seriously, where the fuck am I like Seto meow!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you love Joey Wheeler as much as I do?&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/1105063/do-you-love-joey-wheeler-as-much-as-i-do-with-cutie-pic-yugioh-quiz"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/1105063/do-you-love-joey-wheeler-as-much-as-i-do-with-cutie-pic-yugioh-quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : ==YOU LOVE JOEY==.yay.you love joey but not more then i do.i love joey so much. !_! .but go u.you are so nice.so i'll share.joey loves u too. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... I knew I would get this result meow. ILOVEJOUMEOW! *coughcough* Well, there was this question on the quiz - WHAT KIND OF GIRL U THINK JOEY LIKE'S? And I was like, HA! He's gay, he doesn't like girls meow. SO! Out of the three choices, I chose the one that described Seto the most accurately meow, which was - hot, rich, confident and lonely. ... Well yeah, that described Seto very well meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. YGO Personality Quiz... again. Just to see if I really am like Seto *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://www.allthetests.com/quiz02/dasquiztd.php3?testid=1029172770"&gt;http://www.allthetests.com/quiz02/dasquiztd.php3?testid=1029172770&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : You're Jounouchi Katsuya/Joey Wheeler! So what if you ain't the brightest or the best? Your heart's in it! And you're sure a better person than that Kaiba jerk. When all else fails you fight your way through and rarely get bowled over, especially when it's for your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY! JOUNOUCHI MEOW! HA! TAKE THAT, FUCKING KAIBA MEOW! *slaps him* ... Uh oh meow... *runs from crazy high-on-coffee foaming-from-mouth Kaiba* ...meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which YGO card are you?&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://www.quiztron.com/tests/yu-gi-oh_card_quiz_113660.htm"&gt;http://www.quiztron.com/tests/yu-gi-oh_card_quiz_113660.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : Obelisk the Tormentor!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYFUCKINGGODMEOW. I AM SO NOT THAT FUCKING CREATURE MEOW! ... No srsly, I hate that card cuz it's ugly meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Which YGO guy is yours?&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://www.youthink.com/quiz.cfm?action=go_detail&amp;amp;obj_id=6920&amp;amp;filter=popular&amp;amp;time_span=latest&amp;amp;sub_action=take"&gt;http://www.youthink.com/quiz.cfm?action=go_detail&amp;amp;obj_id=6920&amp;amp;filter=popular&amp;amp;time_span=latest&amp;amp;sub_action=take&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : You get Kaiba! He might not show it, but he cares alot about those he holds close, and he`d never let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY*************MEOW... Kaiba meow, huh. ... .... ... KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! *coughcough* Well, yeah, I was betting on either Kaiba or Jou meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. YGO Blind Date&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://quiz.myyearbook.com/myspace/PersonalityEmotion/345030/YUGIOH_Blind_Date_Girls_Only.html"&gt;http://quiz.myyearbook.com/myspace/&lt;br /&gt;PersonalityEmotion/345030/YUGIOH_Blind_Date_Girls_Only.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : You are going on a blind date wth Yugi. He is a total cutie and is extremely innocent. If you don't mind him possibly being who knows how much shorter than you - you'll get along with him just fine. He'll do anything to make sure you are happy and are enjoying the date. Have fun on your date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh meow. Yugi meow. *foams at mouth meow* .... I don't like Yugi meow. *stabs him meow* ... oh shit. *runs away from Yami Yugi meow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who is your YGO boyfriend? ... yesitookthisforthesakeofconfirmingtheresultsoftheabovetwoquizes. iwantjoudamnit. butkaibaisgoodtoo&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://www.quiztron.com/tests/who_is_yugioh_boyfri_quiz_112611.htm"&gt;http://www.quiztron.com/tests/who_is_yugioh_boyfri_quiz_112611.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : Yami Bakura is your boyfriend! You like a guy who is not afraid of anything and likes to speak his mind. Yami Bakura is an indipendent guy who would stand up to anything. Brave and a little crazy (Okay a lot crazy) he is your man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Well okay meow. Bakura is fine too meow. But the results are ... weird meow. kind of meow. I like someone who is not afraid of anything, but I don't like someone who likes to speak his mind meow. But brave and crazy = GOOD MEOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What YGO yaoi couple are you? ... Hell, I hope it's Puppyshipping!&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/280862/what-yugioh-yaoi-couple-are-you"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/280862/what-yugioh-yaoi-couple-are-you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : You're Seto/Joey!From hate, love is born...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! I knew it meow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. YGO yaoi pair... again. cuz i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/1003686/what-yu-gi-oh-yaoi-pair-are-you-with-pics"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/1003686/what-yu-gi-oh-yaoi-pair-are-you-with-pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : Seto X Joey! Rivals in the real world and in bed eh? ^_- it's a constant battle of dominence but you both need something like this to keep things er 'interesting'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes meow. I did this quiz in a 'i-am-your-master!-obey-me-you-fucking-dog!' frame of mind. So... yeah meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. YGO yaoi pair...thingy...again. CUZ I FUCKIN WANNA. OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;URL : &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/3856064/what-yugioh-yaoi-couple-do-you-support-great-pics"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/3856064/what-yugioh-yaoi-couple-do-you-support-great-pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : You are Joey and Kaiba! They act like enemies on the show; but behind the scenes... yeah, you get the idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Fuck yes meow, I am still on 'bend-over-fucking-dog!-takes-out-whip-and-whips-the-bad-puppy' mode.... so... meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhss.... Finally. I'm bored with quizes meow (is that good or bad? o_0) but either way... YAY KAIBA X JOU MEOW! Ya'know... most of the puppyshipping fanfic that I read was ... too.... soft for Kaiba x Jou meow. I really think Kaiba and Jou should be more like ... BDSM-ish... and more ... Master and Slave kind of relationship meow, if you know what I mean meow. Love Hate, Master and Slave... Ahhh...meow... The joy of puppyshipping &lt;3 But sadly though, I don't get to read those kind of fics meow.... so... As they say, if you can't find 'em, write 'em~! KAIJOU ALL THE WAYYY MEOW&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-9203976955503200258?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/9203976955503200258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=9203976955503200258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/9203976955503200258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/9203976955503200258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/ygo-puppyshippin.html' title='YGO : PUPPYSHIPPIN&apos;!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4555910010824317632</id><published>2008-10-14T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:23:14.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Siriano IS FIERCE!</title><content type='html'>Oh mah gawd, meow! I just don't know how to say this... Like, I just found out that Christian Siriano WON project runway season 4 meow!!!! OH MY FUCKING GOD! HE IS LIKE THE BEST! I LOVE CHRISTIAN SIRIANO MEOW! He is TOTALLY the 3Fs - FIERCE, FABULOUS AND FLAWLESS, NOT TO MENTION EXTREMELY CUTE MEOW! LIKE TOTALLY, HE IS GOD DAMNED CUTE MEOW!&lt;br /&gt;There's this vid of him in youtube.. and its..... FREAKING CUTE XD The BEST lines in there are "I'm gonna die." and "Mine would be... ferosha catoura and her move is spraying girls in the eyes with hairspray." and "I'm beast, you guys just don't know!" and "She's really fierce, she's like one of the fiercest people I've ever met, and that is a big deal because I've met some fierce bitches up in my life." and "If I was a diva, my name would be ferosh" and "Oh my god, I'm gonna die of barfness." and "I love asian women, they're so fierce." and the best is his conversation with Tim which goes like this - Tim : "You're going somewhere-" Chirstian : "Fabulous?!" Tim : "Fabulous." Chirstian : "Is it fierce? It better be fierce Tim." WAHAHHAHA. OH MY GOD IM TOTALLY IN LOVE WITH THIS BITCH, MEOW!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, THIS POST IS JUST ON CHIRSTIAN SIRIANO MEOW CUZ ITS LATE NOW AND I DONT FEEL LIKE TYPING ANYMORE MEOW AND THE ONLY REASON I BLOGGED WAS JUST TO TELL YOU HOW FIERCE CHIRSTIAN IS MEOW! xD PH34R HIS FIERCENESS, MEOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4555910010824317632?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4555910010824317632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4555910010824317632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4555910010824317632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4555910010824317632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/christian-siriano-is-fierce.html' title='Christian Siriano IS FIERCE!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-2798633793222710882</id><published>2008-10-13T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:25:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>death by total pwnage.</title><content type='html'>Oh okay, like omg peoplez meow! I'm back to playing maple story. Yes, TOTALLY MEOW. I just went back to start playing it yesterday meow. There was this new halloween (sp?) town. LOLz. It was well... lame. Oh well meow. Whatever. At least its better than sitting in front of my computer just staring at the wallpaper meow. Although I must admit that's kind of... fun? xD I'm stupid, totally, I know meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Am I the only 13 year old who feels that National Geographic channel is nice meow? I mean seriously, its nice meow. Like DAMN COOL kind of nice lol. And discovery channel also nice meow. lols. There was this show I saw on Nat Geo, its called 'Taboo' LIKE OMG. DAMN NICE. THEY FUCKING SCAR, BRAND, TATOO, WHIP AND DO ALL KINDS OF STUFF TO PPLZZ. DAMN COOL! There was one episode where they brand people meow. By BRANDING, I mean burning the skin to create a scar meow. IT IS FUCKING COOL. And the scars are TOTALLY NICE. But its pain... Painer (is that even a word?) than tatoos. But of course, COOLER MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this episode where some kind of tribe whip the female relatives of a boy who is on his way to become a man meow. Like SO DAMN COOL. But, they whip with a fucking tree branch... which is kind of stupid, but still, it cuts the flesh and LEAVE SCARS WHICH ARE FUCKING COOL. God, how I wish SOMEONE will whip me and leave scars on me meow. That'd be like ZOMG DAMN MEOW! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN THEN THEN, there's this gang in japan called the 'Yakuza' who has FULL BODY TATOOS MEOW. LIKE OMG. THE WHOLE FUCKING BACK, SHOULDER, LEG.... KYAAAA!! It's god damned NICE I tell ya, FUCKING HELL YEAH MEOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SOOO gonna get tatoos when I pass O-level meow. Then I'll maybe get scars too, and maybe even branding! OMG~!!! And I'll totally pierce my lip, tongue and ear meow~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WTF, OMGOMGOGMOGMG!!! okok... meow *takes in deep breath...breathe out...breathe in...* I just chatted with my classmate on MSN and he says he can go to the EOY with me this year meow! LIKE OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-2798633793222710882?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2798633793222710882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=2798633793222710882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2798633793222710882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2798633793222710882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/death-by-total-pwnage.html' title='death by total pwnage.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-2173701304618875357</id><published>2008-10-08T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:27:21.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BDSM pwns! *slaps self*</title><content type='html'>OH MY FUCKING GOD MEOW. I HAVE JUST READ THE BEST -YESTHEFUCKINGBEST- YAOI MANGA ON EARTH MEOW!!! *slaps self* But seriously, it was like so AWE-MEOW-SUM! YES, ITS SPELT AWE-MEOW-SUM :] The art is great, the dialogues are great, the style is great, the EVERYTHING IS GREAT MEOW!!! And what's best that it has BDSM!!! Yes, I'm a freak for liking BDSM, but WHATEVER. It is SMEXY! AND AND OMG OMG, THEIR CLOTHES!! THE CLOTHES THEY WEAR ARE TOTALY HOT!!! -screams like a fucking narutard- The tittle of the AWESUM, GREAT, SMEXY MANGA IS -DRUMROLLS- Hoshi no Yakata~!!!! GOOGLE IT OR SUMTHINNNN.... ITS THE BEST I TELL YOU, THE FUCKING ULTIMATE BEST MEOW!!! *slaps self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, the thing thats so AWE-MEOW-SUM, yes AWE-MEOW-SUM, about today is that.... I BATHED IN MY SHIRT! LOLz. Now you don't see THAT everyday meow! But it was like SO COOLLLL. It's nice to bathe in my shirt  meow&gt;///&lt; I'll have to do that more often, not like you needed to know that but whatever meow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN OH YEAH MEOW, 非常superband SUCKED REAL BAD MEOW. I mean, how can 兔子 win meow!?!?!? Shouldn't it be more like 异世界 meow!??!?! FUCK EET MANNN. If 三月 win ok la, but 兔子!?!? AND WTF 大风吹 is 2ND meow!?!?!? It should have been like 异世界 1st then 三月 2nd then ... the other two which I don't fucking care meow. Anyways, screammm was quite good also.... but they out... arhh meow. 非常superband is TOTALLY FUCKED UP. YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But either way, I don't feel that joining superband is good cuz it counts on the votes not the real talent meow. They just wanna earn the fucking money, if you get what I mean. Like, take derick and weilian from superstar for example; where is the latter now meow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, its a waste of money if you join superband, but it's actually not so bad meow. Take it as a platform for you to show off your talent, then you can reach even greater achievements. Though, if you wanna get famous fast, just go to the recording company meow. Yeah, that'd probably work if you're like what, the 2 out of 10 bands that play really well meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.... Life's harsh meow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-2173701304618875357?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2173701304618875357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=2173701304618875357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2173701304618875357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2173701304618875357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/bdsm-pwns-slaps-self.html' title='BDSM pwns! *slaps self*'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1272055616112352752</id><published>2008-10-04T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:29:05.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY OWN BLOGSKIN</title><content type='html'>liek omg, i done my own blogskin. iz eet n1c3 meow??????? I LOVE HIDAN. xD bleh... i spent like what, few hours doing it so it better be nice meow!! anyways, if you were wondering 'where are the borders?' well, i dont know how to make borders. SO BLEAH! AND YES, I did the graphic myself, although the three pics of hidan were ripped off from google meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then theres like another thing... I played zettai fukuju meirei! OMG. IT WAS SO GOD DAMNED NICE MEOW :] LIKE SERIOUSLY. Though, being an impatient idiot, I went to find a freaking walkthough meow. LOLs. BUT! IT WAS WORTH IT. WAHAHA. The graphics were SO DAMN NICE. Now I'm probably gonna try to download and play enzai meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN! I went to read Naruto comics from the net meow. AND liek wtf? Sasuke is SO FUCKED UP. HOW DARE HE KILL ITACHI. RAWR. But... that chappy made me cry. xP literally. CRIED. whuteva. Konohagakure suckssss meow &gt;___&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING ABOUT NARUTO, I HAVEN'T WATCH THIS WEEK'S NARUTO SHIPPUUDEN YET. OMG MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I go skipping off to watch naruto shippuuden, I'd like to say that TRINITY BLOOD ROCKS MEOW. BUT! The web that I watch it from (megavideo) is fucking IRRITATING. They'll be like 'you have watched __fill in the blank__ mins of video. You have to wait __fill in the blank__ mins blablablablabla.' meow zzz. SERIOUSLY. It's irritating meow. IT SOMETIMES EVEN POPS UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE VIDEO. WTF. AND I HAVE TO LOAD THE FUCKING VIDEO ALL OVER AGAIN MEOW. GEEZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm gonna watch naruto shippuuden meow xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1272055616112352752?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1272055616112352752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1272055616112352752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1272055616112352752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1272055616112352752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-own-blogskin.html' title='MY OWN BLOGSKIN'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4584357700454530272</id><published>2008-09-20T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:31:22.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivocity BITCHEZZ!!!</title><content type='html'>Went to Vivo with joey yesterday meow. LOLs meow. It was like, damn fun. We played the gacha machine... I spent 10++ dollars... and she spent 20++ WAHAHA xD A fucking waste of money, I know meow. But who in the fucking world could resist playing gacha??? Well maybe Kakuzu, but that's beside the point meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anways, the fucking exams are next week. Ah...who cares... meow The faster exams come the better. Because after exams = HOLIDAYS! :] Hellz yeah meow. I can't wait for the holidays to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... I think I'm gonna vomit soon ..  meow oh fuck. My head is giddy like fuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRR. I HATE HEADACHES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I die, I shall say one last important thing meow. I SAW A SHUAI GE IN THE MRT YESTERDAY. His hair was like so fucking NICE meow. And his clothes are FUCKING NICE TOO. I WANT HIS HAIR, so I'm gonna go for hair extention today meow. YES, YOU HEARD ME BITCHES. TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE WIN MEOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4584357700454530272?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4584357700454530272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4584357700454530272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4584357700454530272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4584357700454530272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/vivocity-bitchezz.html' title='Vivocity BITCHEZZ!!!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-8575814203359196716</id><published>2008-09-15T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:34:34.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DN &amp; xxxHolic</title><content type='html'>I re-watched death note just because I really have nothing better to do meow. So, after watching to around 14, I got bored. Like seriously, who wouldn't get bored re-watching an anime they've watched 2 times already meow? Thus, I went to read xxxHolic manga meow. And like WTF, after reading to around... chapter 54 I think meow, I was like, 'OMG, CLAMP REALLY SUPPORTS YAOI DON'T THEY?!' No, I'm serious, I mean, think about it meow. I watched Tsubasa Chronicles OVA1-3 and... the Fai and Kurogane thing was like, making me shout 'YAOI' in my head. So yeah meow. But seriously, the anime of Tsubasa is much nicer than the manga. I read the manga too, but the anime just seems nicer meow. xD But it's not always like that. I mean; not all animes are nicer than mangas... BUT THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT! So what I'm saying here is that I suspect that clamp supports yaoi, my suspision is above 70%. No okay, that was just my head talking from watching too much death note.... meow ANYWAY! So yeah, clamp supports yaoi... KuroFai &amp;amp;&amp;amp; DouWata. For sure meow. If you don't get what I mean just read/watch the damned manga/anime meow. End of discussion meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my phone was confiscated by Mrs Ram meow.... but the story is damn stupid. Firstly, Mdm Lee ask me stand in assembly as I never bring the letter for not coming on Friday meow. Then, Mrs Ram came and said about my hairr meow. She asked my why I was standing and after I told her, she told me to take out a book to read meow. I didn't have a book in my bag, then she was like 'if you don't bring books to school what do you bring? show me.' So I was like... sian diao lor. I know that she sure confiscate my HP liaos meow. So... ahh. Sian. But seriously though, I don't care. It's just 2 weeks, I won't die... or will I meow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I won't. =__= Luckily its not something like my ipod meow... If it WAS my ipod... I'd be like coming to school everyday half dead. I need music to live, so yeah meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ANYWAY! Today was damn boring meow...I felt like killing someone...I kicked someone...I ALMOST slapped someone...I found out something about someone.... AHHH MEOW! I know! Just now when I wanted to print out the Art History notes from LMS, the fucking labtop died on me meow. Okay, let me explain my situation somewhat clearer meow. The labtop already has the printer installed in it, and it can read the thumbdrive that I use meow. So after the painstaking job of putting the file into my thumbdrive, the fucking labtop was out of battery meow. ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN I WANNA KILL THE LABTOP RIGHT NOW MEOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but the labtop's not even alive to begin with meow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONONO DAMNIT! LIKE... HIT IT OR SUMTHING... OR BREAK IT... OR THROW IT THE FUCK AWAY MEOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you can't throw it...its not yours meow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO THE FUCK CARES MEOW?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i care meow???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........................I apologise meow. I'm mad like that sometimes... Angel vs Devil thingy FTW! Yeah. Usually the angel wins meow. LOLs. Devil you ph4il. No but seriously, the devil's suggestion is like, always better meow... =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayz I'm crazy meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, if I were to go to a doctor and tell him these kinda things he'd be like 'GO TO MENTAL HOSPITAL RIGHT AWAY!' or something like that meow. Meh. Wonder what it's like in the mental hospi... lol meow. ... What if I meet the joker there meow??!! XDDDD No, that'd be like, SO COOL! I mean, he's my fuckin' idol meow! xD Okay, I have lots of idols but that's besides the point! The point is, the joker is a fictional character and I'm crazy for fantasizing about him meow. But who doesn't fantasize? Oh Jashin meow...I'm quarelling with myself again. Why the fuck does this always happen meow... *slaps self*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-8575814203359196716?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8575814203359196716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=8575814203359196716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8575814203359196716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8575814203359196716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/dn-xxxholic.html' title='DN &amp; xxxHolic'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-5189893150898300607</id><published>2008-09-13T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:37:21.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleach - The Diamond Dust Rebellion Another Hyourinmaru</title><content type='html'>The tittle says it all. I watched a bleach movie today entitled - The Diamond Dust Rebellion Another Hyourinmaru meow. Damn nice... though I didn't cry *bleah* but it's still nice. I mean, the fight was like fucking cool so yeah meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sorry for not blogging for so long... I was busy chionging maple during the sch holidays. LOLs. Yes, I was chionging MAPLE instead of STUDY meow. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about school anyways meow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from friends that yesterday PCPS celebrate moon cake festival... lols. Sad never go... I was too fucking lazy to fucking go out meow. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this sunday is moon cake festival *whoots* so must go bishan park look look see see meow. Must be kpo abit... wahahas meow. But wont take lantern la... just see nia. Lazy take lantern arrhs. So... anyone wanna go with me? LOLs meow. Go there at night... stay until LATE LATE. Wahaha. Wan mahss? C'mon la.. dun so guaii, go out with ME meow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrr... sian sia. Friday so stupid meow... cannot wake up then never go school LOLs. Ah sian, missed the english oral. But actually also lucky larr.. heard from friend oral started late meow. Wahaha. But then next week must go for oral... arr meow... better not be friday. If friday then I sian diao liaos meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then leh, now nothing dooo meow... sit infront of computer like idiot like that meow. Lol. Seriously la... so boring ar meow. Why can't I be born in a comic book or something meow. Like... an AU. Probably in Seireitei or... Heuco Mundo... or... Konoha, Sunakagure... or in Akatsuki.... or maybe in somewhere with LOTS AND LOTS OF YAOI MEOW. WAHAHAHA. Like, erm... Seigaku High School... or Ouran High... or or... OMGGOMG = __= I'm mad, ne meow? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, why can't this fucking world be more.... thrilling meow.... and... dangerous meow... and.... funnnn meow. I mean, why must we sit in school, parents go to work, countries have lame wars with each other, shoot here shoot there, kill here kill there meow... and worst of all, SO MANY FUCKING LAWS .... And why don't we have SPECIAL POWERS meow?!?!?! WHYYYYYYYYY. Like, like... LIKE... why can't we have werewolves and vampires and zanpaktous and shuriken and bakkoutous and and and!!! arrgghhh...  meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get what I mean? Yeah I'm sure you got it meow :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, why meow? zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-silence-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WHAT THE FUCK ALREADY MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the fuck is this fucking world so fucking boring meow? Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this world meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS FUCKING KILL EVERYONE IN THIS FUCKING WORLD AND BE FUCKING KING AND FUCKING RULE THE FUCKING WORLD AND FUCKING CHANGE THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD MEOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -insert evil laugh here-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm crazy meow. Cheers meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, second question, WHY WASN'T I BORN A BOY MEOW?!!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously meow. This is fucking hard for me meow. For someone who likes yaoi, I FUCKING 100% WANT TO BE A BOY. -ifyouknowwhatimean- Though maybe, if I was a boy I wouldn't like yaoi meow... but that's beside the point! The point now is, I'm a yaoi obsessed girl who fantasizes about guys who fuck each other meow. So, by weighing the good and bad points about being a girl, I have undeniably concluded that being a girl is THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN TO ME MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, think about it meow.... If I were a guy who likes yaoi... think about what would happen meow~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being a girl is the worst meow. Seriously, I support yaoi, and don't support yuri and hetro meow. So what, I'm gonna be single for the rest of my life?!?!?!?! ....Well, that ain't so bad... BUT STILL MEOW! I can't get what I REALLY want that way...meow. oh well, God sucks, Jashin rules meow. JASHIN-SAMA FTW MEOW!!! GOD, GO TO HELL AND MEET JASHIN MEOW :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-5189893150898300607?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5189893150898300607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=5189893150898300607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5189893150898300607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5189893150898300607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/bleach-diamond-dust-rebellion-another.html' title='Bleach - The Diamond Dust Rebellion Another Hyourinmaru'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-3486558075154669905</id><published>2008-08-30T08:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:38:37.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teachers' day 'o8</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we celebrated teacher's day in school meow. The performance was damn boring. Enough said. Though, I think the teachers were satisfied with the gifts and well wishes meow. So yeah. Happy Teachers' Day meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to primary school to visit 6E'o7 teachers meow. They all looked the same, and they remember us too! There was quite a number of people that changed during the 9 months which we hadn't seen each other meow. Well, expecially Seow Meng meow. Like seriously, I didn't know it was him. I was like 'is that seow meng?' then 'omg it is!!!' LOL. Gratz for jian fei cheng gong. xD Become skinny liaos meow. Wahsehss meow. I think he go london weight mangagement meow? Joking meow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I also almost didn't reconigse Clement meow. But in the end I still did ... meh. He didn't change much... Rebecca cut her hair meow! Like omg meow! LOLs. Cut until so short meow. wahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if lao chen remember us or not meow. Never get to talk to her much. Met mr teng too. Just said 'hi' to him then he go liaos meow. Then chatted with ms jane and mdm han for a while, then I go liaos meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I sprayed my hair pink, then go orchard road meow. Got one group of people walk past me and they were like 'wah stylo man' then his friend was like 'xiao hai zi er yi leh.' lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehs. I like pink hair meow. xD Gonna spray again today... fufufu. And no going to music matsuri -sobsinacorner- oh well meow. Tough luck meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where death is I am not,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where I am death is not;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so we never met.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-3486558075154669905?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3486558075154669905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=3486558075154669905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3486558075154669905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3486558075154669905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/teachers-day-o8.html' title='teachers&apos; day &apos;o8'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-176331510665688425</id><published>2008-08-18T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:40:39.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naruto Shippuuden 71</title><content type='html'>OMGOMG. Finally we get to see Hidan and Kakuzu in the anime meow!!! Its in Naruto Shippuuden 71, at the last last part meow. HIDAN IS LIKE, SO SHUAII!!! OMG MEOW. I practically screamed when I saw him--- his scythe meow. LOL. Srsly, I screamed when I saw the damned scythe meow. Then I heard his voice and screamed again meow... THEN, THENNNN OMGGG MEOW. KYAAAAAAAAA. HE IS SOOO SHUAIIIII MEOW! Kakuzu looks funny with the mask meow~ LOL, I'm used to imagining him w/o the mask so yeah. lol meow. Why do I imagin him for you don't need to know meow....fufufufu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... How I wish there were guys like Hidan in the real world meow -keepdreaming- lolz. Like srsly... If Hidan, Tyki, Grimmjow and other bishonen that I like were in the real world.... THERE'D BE CHAOS MEOW. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I just figured out not long ago that most of the anime characters I like are either masochists or insane, or maybe both meow. Seriously. Tyki is kinda insane with his dark and light side meow. The joker IS insane, Hidan speaks for himself, Grimmjow is kinda insane... Orochimaru... PFFFTT... insane about little children aka sasuke meow. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL. -slaps self- D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-176331510665688425?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/176331510665688425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=176331510665688425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/176331510665688425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/176331510665688425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/naruto-shippuuden-71.html' title='Naruto Shippuuden 71'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-3152337942627596017</id><published>2008-08-16T12:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:46:01.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual Kei Hairstyles</title><content type='html'>-insert evil scientist laugh here- Y'know how the jrockers have nice nice nice hair meow~? Well, I did some research on how excatly they do their hair meow. I found this vid on youtube... very useful for makeup and hairstyling, but sadly, when I searched for it and wanted to put it on my blog, IT WAS GONE MEOW. FUCKING GONE MEOW. Well, luckily I got to watch it, lol mehssss meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one day in this week I saw a girl cosplayer at AMK hub de Macdonalds meow. She was cosplaying as Yuki -isthathernamemeow? iforgothername- from Vampire Knights meow. LOL. Though she doesn't look like it at all meow... xP Epic ph4il. LOLz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right meow. I have no idea why the heck we have to go to school meow. Like what the fuck man? It's fucking necessary for us to go to school, but for what reason meow? I mean, we're not THAT stupid, we can study by ourselves meow. Heck, that way we would even love studying and excel because we study only the subjects that we like meow. But no, we have to fucking go to school for Kami's sake meow. Whyz meow!? Zzzz. And seesh, if we really HAVE to go to school, why put all the fucking school rules meow? Y'know what meow? That way, we'd HATE school even more meow! I mean, wtf man, rules like 'no dyeing hair' or 'no bringing handphones' ... and the fucking thing I hate most, 'wear uniform' ... WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK DUDE MEOW?! It's like the 21st century okay meow? Everyone has their own thinking meow. Why put all these fucking rules for us meow? Children are humans too meow! And I don't get why when our hairstyle or uniform is so called 'unproper' the teacher will always say 'the school is not a fashion show' or something similar to that meow. Why the fuck do they do this meow? I mean, we want ourselves to look good right meow? Who wouldn't meow? The teachers can wear their home clothes so why can't we meow? Why restrict our actions meow? And the thing that fucking sucks is that the teacher scolds you just because of your fashion taste and even CRITICIZES it meow. Heck, if you don't fucking like our style there's no need to fucking say it out right meow? Do you ever THINK of how we feel meow? I mean, how would YOU feel if someone walks up to you and says 'you're fucking ugly, get a hair cut'  meow. Fuck meow. We have our own styles, so DO NOT CRITICIZE meow. We like what we like, no one person is the same meow. There's no need for shit like this meow. Fuck schools and their rules meow. The rules are the things that make students hate school, not the teachers meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, long rant much meow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize meow. I'm at my mum's office with absolutely nothing to do meow. LOLz. Sad, ain't it meow? But guess what? I don't fucking care meow. It's nice to be outside for a change...not always at home meow. Home stinks, get over it meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I need a job meow. So if you have good deals recommend them to me okays meow? I'll most probably get a job for the school holidays already -inmyaunt'sshop- so yeah meow. But there are other times when I'm free with absolutely nothing to do, so yeah meow. Recommend me if you have anything goodv. Need to earn $$ for the EOY cosplay costume that I'm gonna buy/make. SO GAMBATTE! To a year of $$$$$$, kanpai meow!~ &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-3152337942627596017?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3152337942627596017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=3152337942627596017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3152337942627596017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3152337942627596017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/visual-kei-hairstyles.html' title='Visual Kei Hairstyles'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-6013294257972747160</id><published>2008-08-15T16:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:42:34.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, early reminder for all cosplayers.</title><content type='html'>Right, the tittle says it all meow. REMINDER TO ALL COSPLAYERS FROM SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The EOY cosplay convention will be held on 13 Dec at Singapore Expo halls A-F from 11am to 7pm meow. The theme this year is Retro Anime Fever which means any anime before the year 1999. It'll cost $12 for non-members and $10 for members meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I CAN'T WAIT MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those impatient people like me who can't wait, there'll be a Coscon at Suntac convention centre hall 403-404 on 20 Sep 2pm - 3.30pm meow. Since it's on september, I most likely won't be going as there is still school meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also one comming up in 31 Aug (very near liaos!!) At Vivocity, Rooftop Amphitheatre, Sky Park from 11am - 8pm meow. On 30 Aug there is also a music fest same time same date, dress up in Lolita, Goth, Jrock or Visual Kei meow. This, I may be going, if my mum would let me buy hair colour spray meow. If not, BLEAH. LOL. I mean, I'm not going with black hair, it'll look awful T__T Same goes for the 31 Aug cosplay matsuri meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also a winter matsuri on 27 - 28 dec. But the info is not up yet so yeah meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Comics Fiesta dates won't clash this year according to the info meow. SO YAY MEOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-6013294257972747160?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6013294257972747160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=6013294257972747160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6013294257972747160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6013294257972747160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-early-reminder-for-all-cosplayers.html' title='Ok, early reminder for all cosplayers.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-7987579096580096094</id><published>2008-08-14T17:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:49:17.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood : Irritated</title><content type='html'>...I almost wanted to stab my computer meow. The internet wouldn't work and kept hanging just now, so I restarted it meow. Luckily, it worked and now the net won't hang up on me. So ironically my dear computer, please say thank you to the internet meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking irritated and I still have to tolerate this kind of shit coming from my computer. What the fucking fuck man? Go figure meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fucking idiotic today meow. But still, I have to thank Ji Kang for helping me print the history notes meow. If he didn't, I'd waste my ink and paper printing something that was not even understandable to me meow. So yes, thank you for wasting your ink and paper on my behalf. I know you're rich, gimme some money then meow. :] Though, yes, the history test was fucked up. I don't fucking know what the fucking fuck I was fucking writing on the paper meow... And the teacher still said that the common test would be easier meow. Well fuck you, it isn't easier, not one fucking bit meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a 'fun' -ya right- art class, was english meow. Cher told us to bring advertisements to class -why are we trying to advertise on the company's behalf meow? Do I get paid meow?- so most of us ripped out pages from a chinese magazine someone brought meow. And what did the fucking woman say meow? She said, 'No chinese.' WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU MEOW? You didn't say we couldn't bring chinese advertisements meow. You just told us specifically to bring ADVERTISEMENTS meow. Well, not specific enough meow. So fuck you meow. I was pissed, thus I didn't do the class work we were supposed to do meow. I mean what the fuck man meow? I was already irritated enough today and you still want to irritate me some more meow? Fuck you, get a fucking brain check up meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to bugis to shop shop meow. I went to find comics, but NO meow. Fucking Singapore doesn't sell the fucking comics I want to buy meow. Well DAMN meow. Why can't sg have a yaoi comic store or something meow? I'd be giving almost 9 over 10 of my savings to them meow. Really, they should open a yaoi store here meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234309302176416498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQAk-i_gvI/AAAAAAAAAIM/sBzAR6OJoas/s320/yaoiisloveOMG+UMBRELLA.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQAk0RTlGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qV2cZGE7LRc/s1600-h/yaoiyaoimoreyaoi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234309299417879650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQAk0RTlGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qV2cZGE7LRc/s320/yaoiyaoimoreyaoi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look meow~ Gaara-kun is looking at yaoi meow. LOL. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQAlHkZxBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/h1t32-t-iTU/s1600-h/OMG+YAOI+COMICS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234309304598250514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQAlHkZxBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/h1t32-t-iTU/s320/OMG+YAOI+COMICS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOOK AT THOSE FUCKING COMICS MEOW. OMG MEOW!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQAlE82m3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/gbU-Vc0ovcc/s1600-h/MOREYAOILOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234309303895497586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQAlE82m3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/gbU-Vc0ovcc/s320/MOREYAOILOL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I WANT THEM MEOW. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQAlU9PNII/AAAAAAAAAIs/rKq6zSkoHpY/s1600-h/MORE+YAOI+COMICS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234309308192076930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQAlU9PNII/AAAAAAAAAIs/rKq6zSkoHpY/s320/MORE+YAOI+COMICS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NO SRSLY, I WANT THEM MEOW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQBhjH91NI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QoqkvYq-kgg/s1600-h/lololyaoicomic!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234310342787323090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQBhjH91NI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QoqkvYq-kgg/s320/lololyaoicomic!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOL @ THAT SIGN MEOW xD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQBhqCMNeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Vz4tDullUwA/s1600-h/mandarake!OMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234310344642147810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQBhqCMNeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Vz4tDullUwA/s320/mandarake!OMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMG MANDARAKE MEOW! CAN THEY OPEN IT IN SINGAPORE MEOW?!?!?!?!?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQBh3Ho-GI/AAAAAAAAAJE/aWN617E5NNA/s1600-h/kazuma_kodaka+TOP+YAOI+AUTHOR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234310348154665058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQBh3Ho-GI/AAAAAAAAAJE/aWN617E5NNA/s320/kazuma_kodaka+TOP+YAOI+AUTHOR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH LOOKY~ KAZUMA KODAKA, THE TOP YAOI AUTHOR MEOW!!! I WANT HER SIGNATURE MEOW~xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL OKAY, THIS IS RANDOM, BUT I WANT HIDE-SAMA'S HAIR MEOW! xD I'm gonna dye my hair like his, but with a black streak down the center meow -not at the sides-... I CAN'T WAIT TO DYE MY HAIR MEOW. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow, this is a fucking long post meow. I suppose it's cause of the pictures LOL meow. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-7987579096580096094?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7987579096580096094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=7987579096580096094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7987579096580096094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7987579096580096094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/mood-irritated.html' title='Mood : Irritated'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTyLw9B7570/SKQAk-i_gvI/AAAAAAAAAIM/sBzAR6OJoas/s72-c/yaoiisloveOMG+UMBRELLA.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-7240078961787721580</id><published>2008-08-11T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:52:47.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post! OMG!</title><content type='html'>LAWLLL MEOW!! FIRSTLY, I'M HAPPY TO ANNOUNCE THAT THIS IS MY FUCKIN' 100TH POST MEOW! -celebrates- YAYZ MEOW. cake anyone meow? xD okay okay... i know. I need to get a life meow. -slaps self- YES MEOW. NOTICE SOMETHING MEOW? YES THERE'S A MEOW IN LIKE ALMOST EVERY SENTENCE MEOW. I SHALL START MEOWING FROM TODAY ONWARDS MEOW. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY MEOW. I need YAOI DOUJINSHIS MEOW. NOW. Can anyone help me meow? Please?? -puppy dog eyes- I mean, I can't find it ANYWHERE in Singapore meow. There were a few... but I read those already meow!! And further more, they weren't doujinshis they were mangas meow. Lol. So please help meow? Those that I found on the internet all came from japan... so... GO JAPAN HELP ME BUY MEOW! xD I'm kidding. -.= Nosrsly, help me meow. Sponsor some money for me meow? Or srsly... help me to buy them meow. Please meow? Or at least help me find somewhere that offers cheap doujinshis meow? Yeah meow. That'd help meow. Find a website that ships cheap doujins meow. It'd be even better if the stocks are in SG meow. That way it'd be faster shipping, yeah meow?~ PLEASE HELP MEOW. I'm currently looking for Kakuzu x Hidan, Tyki x Lavi or any BDSM doujins meow. But I'm more anxious to find KakuHi so yeah. Kakuzu x Hidan are cute, no meow? =D Ofcuz they are meow! xD -killed- Mehs. Lol, actually I mainly read KakuHi for the BDSM... -pervert- LOL meow. xD I mean, BDSM is SEXY~ -gets killed- lol meow. yay im dead  meow-gets killed again meow- WTF? you cant do that meow! im already dead meow! -gets killed again meow- wtf is wrong with you doooode meow? LOL. BDSM means : Bondage Domination Sado Masochism in case you were wondering meow... &gt;_&gt; but meh! you should have known that by now meow. If not, SHAME ON YOU MEOW. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit meow... I needda bathe meow. -.=;; Man... not much for my 100th post meow? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, one more thing meow. My mum said that Uruha looks like a girl meow. MAN MEOW! WTF MEOW! She is sooooo %%#@&amp;amp;!!!! LOL meow. I mean, doesn't she know what the term BISHOUNEN stands for meow? Apparently not meow. =.=lll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait wait. ONE MORE THING MEOW. xD Guitar Hero Areosmith ROCKS meow. LOL. I just played it like... yesterday de yesterday meow.. yeah. DAMN NICE MEOW. The songs are FUCKING NICE MEOW. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYEAHONEMORETHINGMEOW. ILOVEMYBLOGSKINMEOW. ORMORESPECIFICALLYILOVEURUHAMEOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-7240078961787721580?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7240078961787721580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=7240078961787721580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7240078961787721580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7240078961787721580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/100th-post-omg.html' title='100th post! OMG!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-706158109799033366</id><published>2008-08-08T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:56:44.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kanpai!~</title><content type='html'>Yays~ nicky korkor finally smile lerhs! Smile once in 3 days nia, not good enough wor! Must smile MORE kkays?? :D Or not arh, meimei will SLAP you till you smile derhs! HAHA... but you will most probably kill me. LOLs. Neverminds... meimei will nu li help you solve your problem de okays~! No need to dan xin, with meimei helping you, sure will WIN WIN WIN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. Anyways... today supposed to go school de, but you know me la, tyco tyco never go school~ LOLs. Heard that the celebration was boring, AHAHAHA. Baka~ Who ask you all go~ Then hor, morning went to market eat breakfast, saw Deyi secondary sitting outside there for the hold hands thinggy. LOL. They like so ke lian sia! All sit under the SUN! HOT HOT SUN. OMGS. Mayflower there got sun mah? If have I ke lian you all a while. But then hor, they also very stupid de la. Want to make you all sit out there, choose a weird timing. lol. It was like 12 noon la! Wtf seh! Sun so high up make people sit under it. Siaos la. Later the sun drop down on people head then you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, my new bs nice mahs? LOL. And people ask me why I change URL.. cos all my friends change so I also change lor! LOLs. Good reason right? I know. =P JKJK. Nosrsly, my blogskin nice mahs? Uruha SO SMEXY RIGHT?????? =DDDD *porneh smirk* Uwahhhh!!! -insert fangirlsh scream here- Gotta touch those legs man! xD Its like soo... sooo.... PERFECT!! LOL. And those hips... mhmmm.... And his eyes! OMG HIS EYES! SO SHINY, DREAMY.... KYAAA. And his lips.... .... *kissu!* XDDDDD. AND DID I MENTION I LOVE HIS HAIR!?!?!?!? I wanna make my hair like his LOL! But sadly, i dunno how. LOL. -is so noob- NEVERMIND! ONE DAY, I'LL BE LIKE HIM! YOU'LL SEE! WAHAHAHAHAHA! I'LL BE THE BEST BEST BEST BEST FUCKING !!!BEST!!! LEAD GUITARIST OUT THERE!!! I'LL BE THE MOST FAMOUS MOST MOST MOST MOST MOSTTTTTT!!!!DAMNED FAMOUS ROCKER IN HISTORY!!! WHAAHAHHAHAAHAHA -insert evil mad scientist laughter here-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gasps for breath- okayss.. xP Now must be SERIOUS! -why so serious?- LOL. PAIISEH. xD -I LOVE THE JOKER- eeks. Nosrsly. ... -takes deep breath- OKAY. -pfft..- UHAHAHA. ... -slaps self- okay okay. serious. no laughing. no... GOOD. :D LOL. I dunno what to type now. FTW! lolz. Just now watched Naruto Shippuuden till episode 39. LOL. The part where Yamato-sensei henge into Sasori-danna. It was damn funny when he was trying to sound like Sasori. Like wtf la? He's like SINGING. LAWL. And the first pitch was like WOAHHHH DUDEEE... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... and... hmms. what to say... what to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CHOCOLATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ELECTRIC GUITARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT MOSTLY CHOCOLATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-706158109799033366?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/706158109799033366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=706158109799033366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/706158109799033366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/706158109799033366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/kanpai.html' title='kanpai!~'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-617936410006166680</id><published>2008-08-06T14:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T15:17:28.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>男人流血不流泪!</title><content type='html'>kor dun cry le lars... see u cry me also sad nehs. okay la im not good at comforting ppl lars but i seriously dun wan u cry lerhs. i know what he told u very ... ahem... la ... but u think arh, just because of him u last night never go home... today never eat anything... cut ur hand until like fuck... whole day cry... worth it mah? then mei see u cut until lidat... last time i cut my hand u say u heart pain rite? then what makes u think now u cut i wun leh? last time u told me... "if u cut, i also cut" so now u cut, mei also cut lorhs. okay la... u cut alot... but i cut 1 time nia.. cos i still rmb last time u said i cut alot later hand many many scars no nice so i promise u i wun cut le... so now... cut one time.. jiu break promise le. i know when i break my promise u not happy.. but then see u liddat mei also not happy arh.. now i cut 1 time.. tml i see u still no stop de hua i cut more liaos. we xiong mei leis... must stick together rite? mei wun let u suffer alone de. we go through it together hao mahs? u say dun wan me folo u today, i no folo le. i guai guai go home lerhs... so i tell u... dun cut le, dun cry le... can guai guai listen mahs? then now u lidat.. mei cant help u.. i also v sad de mahs. kor dun so selfish can? must rang gei mei mei mahs. listen to me 1 time nia... can mah? i nv ask u go steal car or what.. i just wan u to stop emo lerhs. yknow... even if other ppl dun care u le pang seh you le... mei mei will still be there for u de okiies? mei mei will always care for kor kor de. mei mei will yong yuan ai kor kor de. so smile for mei kays? if u happy mei jiu happy le. kor ily 1314 3344.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-617936410006166680?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/617936410006166680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=617936410006166680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/617936410006166680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/617936410006166680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='男人流血不流泪!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-5673623277390304415</id><published>2008-08-04T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:54:23.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck la. kpkb nia.</title><content type='html'>Today in school thing I heck care liaos okay. Now damn buay song. Not cause of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me say something in defence of my kor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never do anything, is you all come kpkb him first one hor cb. Now police case happy le la? Tell you all how many times le? Still bilibala kao beh here and there. If he anything happen how? You all pay ah? Wakao. He got do anything to you ah? Now they buay song, your fault, then you still dont apologise, still call backup? Fuck you la. Then now how? Not just 1 person tio, all tio. Happy le la? Nabeh. You not happy lai find me la, find my friend tai ji for what? What they do to you huh? Cb la. No balls come find me, talk big nia. No backup jiu diam diam scared liao. Got gang nia jiu scold here scold there. Got gang big ah? I got gang meh? No right? Then you come find my tai ji for what huh? Now everyone buay song, you still dont want apologise, then there kao beh got what use you tell me? Fucker seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... K la. I dont want scold anymore le. Now I sick le, not feeling well. (all your fault) ... fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-5673623277390304415?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5673623277390304415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=5673623277390304415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5673623277390304415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5673623277390304415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/fuck-la-kpkb-nia.html' title='fuck la. kpkb nia.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-6764857266136460292</id><published>2008-07-30T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:50:33.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck age restrictions</title><content type='html'>Fuck age restrictions, fuck them all. Y'know what? Actually, don't bother. Seesh, I hate age restrictions. Went out with my friends today and we were all in the mood for beer. Sadly, the oldest in the group was only 16. But we tried, and miserably failed. So, damn it.. Age restrictions suck. I don't even know WHY they have to fucking put age restictions... What's wrong with beer? Why can't children drink it? Fuck it. Singapore sucks in many ways. I mean, you could always bribe people in other countries to let you buy beer. But, NO... not in Singapore. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I hate Singapore. But wait, when did I ever LIKE anything to begin with? Tch, go figure. The world sucks, my life sucks, every fucking thing sucks. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for the record, I'm NOT EMO. Geez, what's your fucking problem? I mean I... ARGH. Whatever. Call me emo, I don't fucking care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I just need someone to talk to... So... Lonely... -sniff- Y'know, I'm just a mortal. A fucking idiotic god-forsaken mortal but a mortal nonetheless. I have feelings too y'know? And you just fucking DUMP me in this damned place... BACK TO SQUARE ONE. What have I EVER done to you, huh? NOTHING. Why oh why does the world hate me so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FUCKING LONELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ones there when I need 'em. No one EVER FUCKING CARES FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;that I need... ITS... SOMEONE ELSE. I don't know. I just... can't &lt;em&gt;feel &lt;/em&gt;when I'm with you. To me, you're just a motherly figure -like how you should be- not... someone I can be with &lt;em&gt;forever.&lt;/em&gt; I just need someone... anyone... who could understand me y'know? Know how I feel, make me smile... But this fucking world just HATES ME TO THE CORE, DON'T YA? YA FUCKIN' HATE ME DON'T YA? I KNOW YOU DO! ... I just... never get what I want. It's a fucking simple request y'know? ... I work so hard, study and learn... go to school all fucking day, WHY THE FUCK CAN'T I GET WHAT I WANT? I'm just like anyone else, no? Ain't I just like any normal mortal? ... Why treat me differently? ... Why can't I just... be truly happy for once?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-6764857266136460292?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6764857266136460292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=6764857266136460292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6764857266136460292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6764857266136460292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuck-age-restrictions.html' title='fuck age restrictions'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-3836792234620580527</id><published>2008-07-28T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:54:26.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE JOKER</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Batman The Dark Knight on... saturday. Yeah. Saturday. And... IT WAS FUCKIN NICE! =D IT WAS GREAT. LIKE SERIOUSLY. YOU MUST WATCH IT. LIKE. HELL. YEAH!! BEST MOVIE SINCE LIKE FOREVER. And by the way... It was rated 4.5/5 on LIME. SO YEAH. ITS GREAT. FUCKING EPIC YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hheh. Anyways, THATS NOT WHAT I WANTED TO TALK ABOUT. Okay, here's the real deal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know how everyone likes talking about themselves? Nosrsly. Everyone does. So, MY FAVOURITE CHARACTER IN BATMAN IS THE JOKER =D Yeah. Err....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me... i have the urgent need to kill someone right 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;&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;OKAY. BACK. Y'know how I ALWAYS like to link ANY of my favourite character to YAOI right???? YEAHH =D So my current fandom now is Bruce Wayne x The Joker. HELLZ YEAH. &lt;a href="http://thegameweplay.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://thegameweplay.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt; THIS FUCKING FANFIC CONVERTED ME TO IT. SO YEAH. BW X J IS MY OTP IN BATMAN!!! =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But err... The story... is... fucking depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm like... emoing now. I just read finish the story... yeah. (lol I read it in one day! ONE EFFIN DAY!) Oh well.. *crawls into emo corner and dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, about that fanfic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its err... ... not... lemonish enough? Yeah. I guess you could put it like that. Only one slash scene. So... definately not PWP... Great plot ... and the writer portrayed the batman and joker very well. There was no OOC characters. So yeah. Great story too. Gotta have to read it again if I have the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is FUCKING NO nice pictures of the Joker ANYWHERE on the internet. SCREW IT. I mean, I LOVE BISHIES. And most of the pics I saw? DEFINATELY NOT UNDER BISHIES. So yeah. Meh. Gotta draw it m'self I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, ANOTHER THING. Last thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm like the Joker in many ways... yeah... after reading that fanfic... but meh. Could be just me. I mean, I'm depressed okay? Really emotional fic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT. LAST THING. PROMISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M CRAZY YEAAHHHHH!! ... whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH RIGHT. NOSRSLY. LAST THING. FUCKING LAST. I FUCKING PROMISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most... err.. SEESH. Okay. Er. I like this quote in the fanfic the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasn't lying... but when you didn't come back, I changed my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, sad no? ... Ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-3836792234620580527?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3836792234620580527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=3836792234620580527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3836792234620580527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3836792234620580527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/joker.html' title='THE JOKER'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4776919931160564920</id><published>2008-07-26T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T20:58:50.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn.damn.damn.</title><content type='html'>This is fucking .... ARGHHHHH..... .... ... ... the reason? I spent like 2 hours + downloading two movies... yaoi movies... ... and ... my fucking parents are at home! T__T I can't watch it! Damn! I soooooo wanna just open the damned file and fucking watch the movie, but NOOOOOOOO, my parents ALWAYS have to come in at the wrong time. Darn. So yeah... I'm fustrated. I mean, what if you waited for a long time just to get something, and then, you can't let your parents know, then, you REALLY, REALLY wanna just fucking see it, but your parents are ALWAYS fucking beside you ALL THE DAMNED TIME. Geez. Is it so hard to watch a movie around here? I really don't wanna risk my ... watever .... and get caught watching this kinda stuff by my parents. (They don't support homosexuality, well, screw them!) So I guess I gotta wait for them to sleep.... which is another reason why I'm fustrated. I HATE waiting. Like, absolutely HATE waiting. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what movies did I exactly download?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 'Bishonen' and 'Shelter' !!! !!! !!! I dunno if it's nice (duh, I haven't got a chance to watch it yet!) but my friends all tell me they are. So yeah. And I watched like 4min + of Bishonen (Which was like FUCKING GOOD!) and alas, my mother just had to come in at the wrong time!! Grrr... I really wanna continue watching it. In case you were wondering, Bishonen is a movie from Hong Kong, yeah. (HK has some really good looking guys. LoL. Well, okay, only the main lead was handsome. xD Gomen-neh~) And I wiki-ed Shelter. Says that its an English movie (Ha! HK-ers are more handsome still! *gets shot*) Haven't seen that yet. Not even like 1 sec through the flim. lol. So yeahhhhhhh..... ....  . . . . . . . . . ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I was bored to death today. So I decided to continue watching Naruto Shippuuden. Watched like 6 episodes. Now I'm at episode 19. I know I'm slow, damn it! But I already know what happens next (well, except for fillers) so I'm not that in a rush to watch it, mehhh. Stopped watching DGM at episode 84. The damned server won't let me watch it!!! Grr.. Oh well, I still have other animes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! Speaking about animes, I recovered my lost documents from my previous computer! Guess what that means??? xP I GOT BACK ALL MY YAOI ANIMES THAT I DOWNLOADED! =DDDDDD *IS FUCKING HAPPY* LIKE YAY. lol. Darn, now I really wanna watch yaoi... AND THAT DAMNED MOVIE. Well okay, two damned movies... meh. Gotta be patient. ... Maybe God is punishing me or something... Grrr... Why oh why must you INSIST ON MAKING ME WAIT??????? !!! DAMN!!! ....&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;I LOVE WAFFLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I said ' you have a nice body' will you hold it against me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4776919931160564920?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4776919931160564920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4776919931160564920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4776919931160564920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4776919931160564920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/damndamndamn.html' title='damn.damn.damn.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1598204828642296666</id><published>2008-07-16T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:07:55.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol. performance? don't shit me.</title><content type='html'>Today was the teachers varity show thingy. Went there after cca, and you know what? THE SHOW WAS SHIT. Okay, though, seriously, I think they DID put in effort. But seesh, WTF was THAT? It's a waste of time! Seriously! I mean, I thought there would be dance, magic tricks, plays and stuff. But jeez! The only performance good enough was the dice trick thingy. The others were just SONGS. Okay, so there was a stand up comedy and a short play, but hey, WHERES THE FUCKING EXCITING PART? You guys left that out. Geez, there was no fucking climax at all. I agree, hella screaming from us, yes, but that doesn't mean we like your show. We were just god damned supporting you guys, and this shit is what you give us? ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nevermind, ignore what I said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1598204828642296666?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1598204828642296666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1598204828642296666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1598204828642296666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1598204828642296666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/lol-performance-dont-shit-me_4420.html' title='lol. performance? don&apos;t shit me.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-6377679080895995564</id><published>2008-07-14T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:58:35.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>showbiz, anyone?</title><content type='html'>Okay, for tonight's prime time TV programme, I will introduce to you guys into the world of showbiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, MOVIES. What movies are to die for, and what you can live without and what you absolutely should never ever touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST WATCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Knight (rated 4 or 4.5 on LIME)&lt;br /&gt;Hell Boy II - The Golden Army (opened with $35.9M. Top rated on Box Office as of 14/7/08)&lt;br /&gt;Hancock&lt;br /&gt;Journey to the Center of the Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can live without...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALL . E&lt;br /&gt;Get Smart&lt;br /&gt;Wanted&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu Panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER TOUCH THESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stranger (rated 3 stars on LIME, I personally recommend you not to watch this.)&lt;br /&gt;Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull (It was discriminated by many people.)&lt;br /&gt;Sex and the City (It was discriminated by many people too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know which movies you should catch and which ones you should never. We sincerly hope that you would enjoy your movie experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a short commercial by our sponsors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of watching movies all on your own? Want someone to watch your favourite movie with you? CALL ME. xD I'll watch it with you =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and welcome back to prime time TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the latest and hottest buzz in the music world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A memoir by Madonna's brother says the singer really does love her husband, director Guy Ritchie, but, apparently, not as much as she loves her career and herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope that it is Kabbalah's lesson that she is not the center of the universe," Christopher Ciccone writes in "Life With My Sister Madonna," scheduled to come out next Tuesday but purchased in advance by The Associated Press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 342-page book, published by Simon Spotlight Entertainment, arrives at a time when Madonna has been linked to the breakup of the marriage between New York Yankees star Alex Rodriguez and his wife, Cynthia Rodriguez, who filed for divorce Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madonna issued a statement Sunday saying that she has "nothing to do with the state of his marriage or what spiritual path he may choose to study," apparently referring to reports that the singer had introduced the ballplayer to Kabbalah, a form of Jewish mysticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to her brother, she and Ritchie love each other, despite rumors that they are splitting up. He believes they are "passionately committed" to staying married, with the help of Kabbalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Ciccone, 47, worked often with his older sister, designing and directing her "Girlie Show" tour in 1993 and serving as artistic director of her 1991 documentary, "Madonna: Truth or Dare." But in his book, he says they are no longer close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An e-mail message sent to Madonna's representative, Liz Rosenberg, seeking comment on the book was not immediately returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciccone's memoir includes everything from gossip about Madonna's sex life (she lost her virginity to a "guy named Russell") to anecdotes about such ex-lovers as Sean Penn and Warren Beatty, who allegedly cornered Ciccone at a party and quizzed him intensely on what it was like to be gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life With My Sister Madonna" was co-authored by celebrity biographer Wendy Leigh, who has written books on Liza Minnelli, Grace Kelly and Arnold Schwarzenegger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the latest infants-as-income news, a mountain of moola is expected to change hands for pics of the soon-to-arrive twins of Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt and the four-day-old son of Matthew McConaughey and model Camila Alves. TMZ reports that bidding for the exclusive snaps of the double bundles of Jolie-Pitt joy to be creatively named later has reached an unprecedented $16 million, far exceeding the estimated $4 million the knee-deep-in-diapers duo reportedly received from People to pose with Shiloh shortly after her birth in May 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the end of tonight's show. Please stay tuned for more prime time TV programmes coming next week or so. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. OKAY. I WAS BORED. I ADMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THAT CURED MY BORDOM =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. now for 1 minute for me to rant about my boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, we were asked to write a fucking poem today in class. Lame, I know. But what do you expect from a fucking school like mine? Fucking losers. Poems fucking suck, big time. Anyway, after the fucking boring english lesson... okay, a fucking hour after that, was chinese. I mean, damn. I never fucking brought my fucking chinese textbook and needed to fucking stand for the whole fucking 2+ hours! FUCK. Literally. My legs fucking hurt. Okay so maybe not, but still... fucking 2+ hours. Damn. Then fucking school ended. We needed to fucking meet at dance studio for fucking measurements. Then while we were fucking waiting outside, I leant on the fucking bar (or fucking railing, whatever) and Tracy (fucking girl) was fucking leaning on it to. When I fucking slammed my fucking back onto the fucking bar (or fuck shit railing...) she was like 'walau dont slam la. so heavy.' then I purposely slammed a few more fucking times and she fucking walked away. Fucking 'quarreled' with her and her fucking friends for a while. (A very short fucking while) So I fucking damn buay song la. I mean, okay. I'll fucking say it now. Tracy, you fucking suck ass, badly. And I don't fucking care if you don't fucking like me or whatever fucking shit ass reason. You fucking suck. I don't even give a fucking shit if anyone in modern dance don't fucking like me. Because fucking you know what? If you don't fucking like me, I fucking hate you too. So who fucking cares? Fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Okay. I fucking speak like Hidan. He's my fucking sensei. What the fuck do you fucking expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I appologise if any 5 year old kid were to read this and follow-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-6377679080895995564?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6377679080895995564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=6377679080895995564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6377679080895995564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6377679080895995564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/showbiz-anyone.html' title='showbiz, anyone?'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-37196494228087173</id><published>2008-07-11T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:34:18.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEME UKE DEBATE! OMG!</title><content type='html'>Ew. DO. NOT. WANT. GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME YOU FREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like srsly, ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, ew, with a capital E and W! EW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norly, I'm bored. And there's this fucking horrible image that's stuck in my head. IT WONT FUCKING GO AWAY. Geez, now I know why I have headaches. FUCKING HEADACHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had it since this monday. Then went to see doctor on Thurs. LOL. Then today no go CCA cos head pain. (yeah, i know i very long nv go le. sorry. im really SICK. T_T) NOW STILL PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT WANT HEADACHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lol, I want someone to teach me how to write YAOI LEMON. As in, sth like those in Gravitation Megamix (if you havent read it go! ITS FUCKIN GREAT) I mean, if I could write smut like in GMM, I'll be a fuckin pro! lol. nosrsly, GMM is FUCKING HOT. Especially Kumagorou. xD yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FURTHER MORE, I HAVE A NEW FAV FANDOM OF HARRY POTTER. James Potter x Severus Snape! HOWS THAT?? xD A doujin called 'The World' converted me into that pairing. LOL. It's cute... dark... angst, WHATS NOT TO LOVE? ESPECIALLY WITH SEVERUS AS THE UKE! KYAAA!! (Yes, I'm a HUGE Severus Snape fan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd most probably write a fanfic about James x Severus. It'd be something like.. James was Severus's ex. After James's death, Severus was left alone. He didn't want to go into another relationship because he didn't want to get hurt again. But Draco convinced him otherwise. Then.. SMUT! =D lol. But I'm still debating if I should put Draco or Severus as uke. I mean, James was the seme. And Severus seems VERY uke (I'm talking about the doujin. lol) so since Draco is so 'bad ass' (yes, towards Harry, Draco is bad ass) I'm thinking about making him seme. But since all of the fanfic that I've read about Severus x Draco, Draco was the uke. (as i've explained why in my previous posts) So I'm not entirely sure who should be the top and who should be the bottom. Help please? (Maybe I'll post a poll on my FF.net account) Or just msg me or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'll be writing a story with that plot in mind (let's not care about who's uke or seme first) because I'd be writing the James x Severus part first. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still want to write a Sephiroth x Kadaj x Yazoo x Loz x Kuja fic too! FIVESOME lol. Haiz, so many things to do, so little time.... I wonder how should I start the Final Fantasy fic. lol. And geez! I have to debate who's seme and uke again! Mehs. Kadaj will definately be uke, Loz and Yazoo seme... and I'm not sure about the rest! GEEZ! I'm not sure about Sephy because if it's SephKa, Kadaj will definately be the uke, thus making him seme. But if it's SephClo I like it when Cloud is seme, thus making Seph uke! And when its VinSeph, I make Vincent the seme because he looks badass enough. SO.... geez. Sephiroth you slut! hehe. *gets killed* Then about Kuja... I don't know him! (LIKE AT ALL) I dont play...whichever volume of the game he was in. I just surfed the net about Final Fantasy on wiki. Then I clicked here and there and found out about Kuja's existance! So if anyone plays that volume where Kuja was in, please tell me about his personality and stuff? I'd really like to know! (Though that doesn't really matter, lol) So yeah. But most possibly, he'll be seme. Just because I want more semes than ukes. lol. But if I make Seph seme, then he'll be uke. So yeah. Its just these two guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bishies are troublesome *nods*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-37196494228087173?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/37196494228087173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=37196494228087173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/37196494228087173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/37196494228087173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/seme-uke-debate-omg.html' title='SEME UKE DEBATE! OMG!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-207417499799299682</id><published>2008-07-06T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:35:06.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol @ The Stranger.</title><content type='html'>Went to watch 'The Stranger' yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT SOOKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid show, really. I'll give it a 1.5 stars. Actually, make it 2 stars. 0.5 stars for the funny advertisement before the show started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not spoil the show for you (if you want to watch it...I'd rather you not) but its not scary. Like, at all. The only scary thing in the whole movie is the fucking retarted people sitting in the front row screaming their heads off. I dunno who the heck keeps screaming, but its a girl (or a group of them) and THEY ARE FUCKEN RETARTED ASS HOLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, at the part where there is ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, they fucking scream, god damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKTARDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It irritates me to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, moral of the story, DONT FUCKING SCREAM FOR ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOTHING. IF YOU CANT FUCKING STAND FUCKING HORROR FLIMS THEN DONT FUCKING WATCH IT. FUCKERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez... I sound like Hidan, god damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on Hidan will be my sensei. :D And maybe Deidara.. or Sasori... or...*gets shot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, yay for new blogskin. Lawls. I liquidated the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw... Yes, I'm workin on my FF.net stories... just... be patient dood. So yeah... but geez, 'Sign here, please' is gettin so many reviews, I didn't expect that. I thought 'Memento Mori' would get more... mehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seesh, electric guitars are FUCKING EXPENSIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Opinions are like assholes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone has one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-207417499799299682?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/207417499799299682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=207417499799299682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/207417499799299682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/207417499799299682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/lol-stranger.html' title='lol @ The Stranger.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-8714606436422972026</id><published>2008-07-05T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T10:22:53.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPASM IN PROGRESS DO NOT DISTURB</title><content type='html'>FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know how highly inappopriate that is to start a post. My appologies. But seriously, fuck it. Fuck the god damn quizes. ... T0B1 5T0P T4GG3N M3H J00 H34R?!!?!oneone!!11!onetwothree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... okay. After this post, I demand to stop doing quizes for a week, no scratch that. Make it two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tobi, I hope you're happy. The below quizes are all tagged by Tobi. (DAMN YOU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Death Note character are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found at : &lt;a href="http://www.allthetests.com/quiz22/quizpu.php?testid=1179649916&amp;amp;katname=Which%20cartoon,%20manga%20or%20animes%20character%20are%20you"&gt;http://www.allthetests.com/quiz22/quizpu.php?testid=1179649916&amp;amp;katname=Which%20cartoon,%20manga%20or%20animes%20character%20are%20you&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : You most resemble Light, the death note wielding, determined, and slightly un-nerving genius! You are a popular person, and set yourself high aims in life. Perhaps you are hiding a fiendishly clever side of you from others? You seem to agree with Light's motifs in the anime/manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of Death Note fan are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found at : &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/4838636/what-kind-of-death-note-fangirl-are-you"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/4838636/what-kind-of-death-note-fangirl-are-you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : You are a Crazed/rabid/Insane Death Note Fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Devil May Cry character are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found at : &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/975552/which-devil-may-cry-character-are-you"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/975552/which-devil-may-cry-character-are-you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result : You are Sparda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...OKAY. That's it! -SPASM AHEAD, BEWARE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE END OF FUCKIN QUIZES. THIS IS STUPID. NO MORE TAGGING ME! TOBI GO TO HELL. I DONT FUCKIN CARE IF ANYONE TAGS ME, IM NOT DOING IT ANYMORE. FUCK THE QUIZES. INSIDE OUT. UPSIDE DOWN. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end spasm-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ahem. I appologise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-8714606436422972026?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8714606436422972026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=8714606436422972026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8714606436422972026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8714606436422972026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/spasm-in-progress-do-not-disturb.html' title='SPASM IN PROGRESS DO NOT DISTURB'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-6951546309194338313</id><published>2008-07-02T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T13:13:38.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz, quiz, and more QUIZ!</title><content type='html'>Damn the quiz. And Tobi didi. But mostly the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-initiating bitch mode!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IN THE FUCKING WORLD DO YOU DO THIS TO ME? GEEZ. TAG, TAG, TAG... THATS ALL YOU DO! WELL FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end annoying bitch mode-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So I finally got my lazy butt off the chair (literally and fagutively) to do ALL of the damned quizes that I've been tagged to do a millenium ago. (yes, I'm that old) Just cause I have nothing better to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW ON WITH THE SHOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Naruto character are you?&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by - Tobi didi.&lt;br /&gt;Found at - &lt;a href="http://www.morg-ue.net/quiz/naruquiz.html"&gt;http://www.morg-ue.net/quiz/naruquiz.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result - You are GAARA!Power. It's easiest to sum you up in that single word. Power. Life has been hard, but you've come out of it strong, and while you may not be a people person, you'll never be short of opponents. You're power is like a magnet, drawing people in... to their deaths! Muah-hah-ha-HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Akatsuki member are you?&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by - Jesdero korkor.&lt;br /&gt;Found at - &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/quiz_repository/Akatsuki/151284/"&gt;http://quizfarm.com/quiz_repository/Akatsuki/151284/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result - You're Deidara! You're the creative, sinister sculpture/explosive engineer! You probably enjoy art in real life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would be your perfect boyfriend in Naruto?&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by - Tobi didi -again-&lt;br /&gt;Found at - &lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/the_naruto_boyfriend_quiz"&gt;http://www.gotoquiz.com/the_naruto_boyfriend_quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result - Gaara. cold hearted and pure evil hehe, which is sexy in a way, and my opinion he needs a girl to truly love him, but dont get him angry! he'd make such a great sand castle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Naruto Yaoi couple are you?&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by - Tobi didi -YES AGAIN-&lt;br /&gt;Found at - &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/278324/which-naruto-yaoi-couple-are-you"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/278324/which-naruto-yaoi-couple-are-you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result - Kakashi x Iruka. One a highly trained Jouunin and the other a Chunnin but both teachers of Naruto, you two were drawn to each other by fate. You both share the primary goal of training Naruto to be the best he can be. Along the way, you'll have to work closely together, I wonder what goes on between you two in the Teacher's Lounge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akatsuki application - are you worthy?&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by - Itachi korkor&lt;br /&gt;Found at - &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/3213082/naruto-akatsuki-application-are-you-worthy"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/3213082/naruto-akatsuki-application-are-you-worthy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result - "People are far too stupid to admit, money can bring you happiness."(Application = accepted by death of other candidates)Ring: Santai - Three Levels.Partner: KakuzuPositive Personality Traits: humorous and clever.Negative Personality Traits: bi-polar, materialistic, and merciless.(Why did we accept you?)Well, because you killed all the other candidates, sheesh! You may not look threatening, nor do you act it at first. But deep down, you're a silent killer bent on the prize. Perhaps you were a shinobi who specialized in stealing scrolls, artifacts, and other important items for your village. And in the end, decided to keep them for yourself and run for it. So you're selfish, probably worry about what you're wearing and if its up to date. As for your partner, he'll put up with you. You're probably not the strongest physically, so Kakuzu will have to do all the dirty work (which he will probably like). Intelligence is your key and you will probably stand back casting a ninjutsu or genjutsu on your prey. "Better than Hidan, Ill give you that much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What yaoi sterotype are you?&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by - Tobi didi (dang, wont you just leave me the fuck alone?)&lt;br /&gt;Found at - &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/286001/what-yaoi-stereotype-are-you"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/286001/what-yaoi-stereotype-are-you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result - Bashful Bottom. You're sweet, loving, but sometimes a bit unsure. It could be your naivety. Youre just a step above Uber Uke, really. You have an idea of what you want, and you often have the strength to go and get it. It's just that you aren't sure of what to do when it comes to love. This could be due to one of many reasons, such as your crush/lover tends to be rather distant and hard to figure out, you've had your heart broken before, you've never been in an intimate relationship quite like this, etc... You're also the kind of good person that bad things like to happen to. Which is sad, but there's no real helping it. All you can do is stick through it and work towards making tomorrow a better day (if you even have a tomorrow, that is)...Likeliness of being seme: 10%Likeliness of being uke: 90%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Kindom Hearts II character are you?&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by - Itachi korkor&lt;br /&gt;Found at - &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=172064"&gt;http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=172064&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result - You are Xemnas! Xemnas is the nobody of Xehanort aka the one who pretended to be Ansem in part 1. Xemnas is the leader of Organization thirteen and all the nobody's. He wants hearts full of hatred and anger so he can finally become whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Organization XIII character are you?&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by - Tobi didi (DAMNYOUTOHELL ... im joking.)&lt;br /&gt;Found at - &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/4815625/what-organization-xiii-character-are-youkingdom-hearts"&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/4815625/what-organization-xiii-character-are-youkingdom-hearts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result - Organization XIII's Number VII. He was in pursuit of the renegade Axel, but for some reason seemed more concerned about Sora's well-being. Saix, like all Nobodies, has no heart but knows to well how to injure one. No doubt himself is all about savage nature don't you think? With the power of moonlight in his hands and his 'hammer', he was almost impossible to beat. But soon Sora had figured a way into finding out what Saix's weakness was and had eliminated him also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Kingdom Hearts yaoi couple are you?&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by - Kaiyu-danna :D&lt;br /&gt;Found at - &lt;a href="http://quiz.myyearbook.com/myspace/PersonalityEmotion/316245/What_Kingdom_Hearts_Yaoi_Couple_Are_You.html"&gt;http://quiz.myyearbook.com/myspace/PersonalityEmotion/&lt;br /&gt;316245/What_Kingdom_Hearts_Yaoi_Couple_Are_You.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result - XigDem. You proved that an old guy and a young adult can be together. Good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which D. Gray-man character are you?&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by - Tobi didi (........T4HH3LLZ W1FJ00!!111onetwothree!13371337loolloloollolllol)&lt;br /&gt;Found at - &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/run.php/Quiz?quiz_id=146332"&gt;http://quizfarm.com/run.php/Quiz?quiz_id=146332&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result - You are Yu Kanda! You love your katana, and hate so many things that there are way too many to write down. You are cold and mean, but can be tender and loving if you wanted to, so try a little bit harder, kk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REJOICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can die peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-6951546309194338313?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6951546309194338313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=6951546309194338313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6951546309194338313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6951546309194338313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/quiz-quiz-and-more-quiz.html' title='Quiz, quiz, and more QUIZ!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4619234341237129837</id><published>2008-06-28T08:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T09:15:45.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOMEN MINNA!!!</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I'd like to apologize to my cosplay group for not being able to turn up on time yesterday. Yes, the CCA time is killing me and my private life. Why - I'm not sure. But I confess, I suck at managing time. So, gomen minna-san. And yes, jie, our next show IS in the making, its coming soon, so be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, if you don't know what I'm yaking about, the above statements are not meant for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, moving on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say gomen to Tobi didi also. Sorry I took so long to do your quiz. I was just to lazy to go into blogger and type it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you go ,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What you want the most right now ?&lt;br /&gt;I want my own electric guitar that looks like hideto's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What will you do if one fine day someone hurts you ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Something to describle yourself.&lt;br /&gt;A believer and follower of Jashin-sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have one more dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;I would want to have a hundred more dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you afraid to lose now?&lt;br /&gt;My korkor, jiejie, didi and meimei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you belive in ETERNAL love?&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Jashin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you meet someone that you love, will you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;I have no heart, I can't fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If i have a whole room of cash, how would i spend it?&lt;br /&gt;Buy an electric guitar, heir some famous rock band lead guitarist to teach me how to play it like a pro, buy LOTS of dollfies and... EAT GOOD FOOD =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 .What are the requirement(s) that you yearn from the other half ?&lt;br /&gt;The other half? As in, my dark half or my light half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Which type of person you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;People that criticize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. So you cherish every of your friendship?&lt;br /&gt;Only friends I know that I can keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you believe in GOD?&lt;br /&gt;FUCK NO. I believe in JASHIN-SAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... lots I guess. But the most important I guess... YAOI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you fnd it a need to have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;No. I don't believe in eternal love and crap like that. Unless it has something to do with yaoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you want your friends to be like?&lt;br /&gt;I already have great friends, I don't need any other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. what are the things that people will think of me?&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a fuck about what people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favourite hobby?&lt;br /&gt;Does reading/watching yaoi count? No? Then, I'll go into the 'collecting dollfies' state soon, if I just had the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If you are feeling low one day, who will you go to?&lt;br /&gt;I put it up by myself. I won't trouble others with my own problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What would i want to be in the future?&lt;br /&gt;A lead guitarist of a famous band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- END --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, didi, ITS DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, now I need to continue my story in FF. Chow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Procastinators, the leaders of tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4619234341237129837?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4619234341237129837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4619234341237129837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4619234341237129837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4619234341237129837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/gomen-minna.html' title='GOMEN MINNA!!!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4078082125007843760</id><published>2008-06-21T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:15:39.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FF.NET HERE I COME!</title><content type='html'>Yays, I created a FF account. &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/~justanotheryaoifan" target="_new"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/~justanotheryaoifan&lt;/a&gt; go see, ne? Support meh!! D= ... I will be updating frequently if I get reviews, if not I'll just update once in say... a month. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like ZOMG! School is reopening soon!!! *epic ph4il* ...like, mehs, so little school holidays. And oh yeahhh!!! Musical is soon so like, must practice almost everyday, so sian larhs! And wut? We only dance 2 dances ... D&lt; so unfair. lol. Wutev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, just now went to play GH II mid mode! lol. Always 95% - 98% de lorhs. Sianns!! Can't 100%! Zzz. On Easy mode can, but mid cannot! FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And god damn, my right ear de earstick drop out ... DUNNO WHERE LE. Need to go buy ... kaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lol, ytd damn funny. After CCA I went to TPY to eat with my mum. Then when I was going home, there was 2 guys sitting at the sit behind me. One of them was like, playing a song from his HP. Then that song... like, ya know, the one from Titanic? The girl sing one... Yeah, I asked my mum what was the tittle. Then she was like dunno. After that song play finish he played 'cai hong' by jay chou! Then I was like singing along with the song! LOL. Then that guy who play the song go turn softer at the rap part, then at the singing part he turn louder again. His friend was like 'what happen to your phone' then he say dunno. LOL. It's like so obvious that he wanna see if I can rmb the rap mah. LOLOLOL. XDXD. Then yeah, we got off at the next stop. lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still. I get to sing LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this song called 'Thnks fr the mmrs' by fall out boy. ITS LIKE STUCK IN MAH HEAD NAOW. JASHIN DAMN IT. D= It wun go awaeeeeeeeee!!! *spazzes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what you say, 'extrapolate' and 'masturbate' are DIFFERENT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4078082125007843760?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4078082125007843760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4078082125007843760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4078082125007843760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4078082125007843760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/ffnet-here-i-come.html' title='FF.NET HERE I COME!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-7384391105398698650</id><published>2008-06-19T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:53:58.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOGSKIN...again :D</title><content type='html'>Yayz! A new blogskin~ *wuvvs* ITS SO KAWAII NE? :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS and yes, I'll be called Kaoru now. I'm no longer Kira. Since Kaoru is nicer, and it was the name that Kaiyu-danna chose for me. SO YEAH. I'll be called Kaoru from now on. My Cbox name will be #11 //Kaoru :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkies, there was a link to a quiz in my previous post, un. So, my BFFL's did the quiz and tada! The results... *drum roll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vexen kor got dont fuck with me seme, itachi kor got dramatic uke, yw kor got sadistic seme (lol, as if he's sadistic.) , orochimaru jie got innocent uke (she is innocent? FTW?!) , ling yi jie got clueless uke and tobi di di got badass uke. Oh and someone I didn't mention in the previous post, Kaiyu-danna (MY KAIYU-DANNA. HE'S MINE) got sadistic seme~ *WHOOTS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D yayz, everyone I mentioned did it~ *is happy* and uhh.... in return for asking her to do the quiz, oro jie forced me to do an idiotic (don't kill me) quiz. SHE TAGGED MEH! D= literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. What's the connection between you and the last person that called you?&lt;br /&gt;He's my danna! MY KAIYU-DANNA! *wuvvs*&lt;br /&gt;002. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, yes.&lt;br /&gt;003. What happened at 10.00am today?&lt;br /&gt;I was in school for my CCA.&lt;br /&gt;004. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;...last week, I guess. D=&lt;br /&gt;005. What is your favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;br /&gt;I don't like peanut butter. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;006. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;MY KAIYU-DANNA. He's the only thing I'll ever need!&lt;br /&gt;007. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm alone, I walk in the rain. If I'm with my mother, she forces me to stay with her beside her umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;008. What's your favorite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;MY BOLSTER *huggles bolster*&lt;br /&gt;009. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Shorts? Lol. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;010. Whats the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;...THEY ARE ALL FUCKING CHAIN LETTERS.&lt;br /&gt;011. Do you tend to make a relationships complicated?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;012. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't borrow things, so no.&lt;br /&gt;013. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu Panda (which ROCKS! yeah, I'm lame, I know)&lt;br /&gt;014. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so BHB.&lt;br /&gt;015. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;My ID and password from some website.&lt;br /&gt;016. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you - by Three Days Grace.&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;Kaoru, Kira, Marluxia...and others which I hate. Expecially 'brat.'&lt;br /&gt;018. What does your last received text message say? Who was it from?&lt;br /&gt;Lol. - It was from oro jie.&lt;br /&gt;019. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;11+ I guess.&lt;br /&gt;020. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;...No. Because I have to waste my time doing this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;021. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... Friends and teachers I guess...&lt;br /&gt;022. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda. But don't you have to spray it out first? But yeah, I spray it into my mouth sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;023. Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, and Kaiyu-danna.&lt;br /&gt;024. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;...FUCKING FAGGOTS.&lt;br /&gt;025. What/Who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;AHAHA. That's a serect. I don't want to be killed.&lt;br /&gt;026. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;Last time, not now.&lt;br /&gt;027. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;My kor. Lol. Sowwie.&lt;br /&gt;028. Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... It hurts. And it's still bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;029. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;Their suck ass attitude.&lt;br /&gt;030. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;031. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;err wait. Is that the thing in cigs? If yes, then yes, once. If not, no. (I fail in drugs and such. I major in poison.)&lt;br /&gt;032. What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;Pinky white? And I hate it. Screw the designer.&lt;br /&gt;033. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;br /&gt;I would, if I won't need to go to jail or anything.&lt;br /&gt;034. Do you believed in the saying "talk is cheap"?&lt;br /&gt;No, talk is expensive. Because when you talk alot, you get thirsty. When you get thristy, you drink water. And water is expensive.&lt;br /&gt;035. Who was the last person to lay in your bed ?&lt;br /&gt;Erm, me? DUH. NO ONE, I MEAN NO ONE SLEEPS ON MY BED.&lt;br /&gt;036. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;Erms... Kaiyu-danna, I think. Or was it my kor...? Hmms...&lt;br /&gt;037. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;When the hell did I kiss anyone? Well, if you're talking about my mother, then yeah, of course.&lt;br /&gt;038. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;If I don't, I'd be dead already.&lt;br /&gt;039. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn't?&lt;br /&gt;Duh! Those shows are soooo FICTION.&lt;br /&gt;040. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;What profile song?&lt;br /&gt;041. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;Hmms, Draco Malfoy and Severus Snape, doing you know what! xD&lt;br /&gt;042. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;The Fuck? I'm not so stupid as to keep track of when I smile.&lt;br /&gt;043. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;How the fuck should I know?&lt;br /&gt;044. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Henesys Hunting Ground BGM. From my father's labtop.&lt;br /&gt;045. Are you talking to someone when you doing this?&lt;br /&gt;'when you'RE doing this' geez, GRAMMAR GRAMMAR! And no, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;046. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;Open most of the time, unless its like...when I'm playing or something.&lt;br /&gt;047. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;Quote? Ha. No.&lt;br /&gt;048. Do you want someone you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... He's dead tho... *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;049. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;Like DUH! We learn how to play instruments in school.&lt;br /&gt;050. What was the worst idea you've had in week?&lt;br /&gt;'in a week.' or 'in weeks.' DAMN YOU, WATCH YOUR GRAMMAR. And uhh... slapping someone whom I really shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;051. What were you doing last night at 11.00pm?&lt;br /&gt;Using the computer.&lt;br /&gt;052. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Since when did I have love in my life? Love + Life = No.&lt;br /&gt;053. What song describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;Read the aforementioned statement, are you blind or something?&lt;br /&gt;054. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;...HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU. I DON'T HAVE LOVE IN MY LIFE. *sobs in a corner*&lt;br /&gt;055. Who always make you laughs?&lt;br /&gt;'laugh' ... WATCH YOUR FUCKIN GRAMMAR. ... And uhh, Kaiyu-danna, my kors and jies and dis and meis. :D they rocks mah socks.&lt;br /&gt;056. Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;DUH.&lt;br /&gt;057. Are you blond?&lt;br /&gt;...Are you colour blind?&lt;br /&gt;058. What your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;Kaoru no baka. Yeah, its 'no' lol.&lt;br /&gt;059. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;...Go to school for CCA. FUCK THEM.&lt;br /&gt;060. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;A human? lol?&lt;br /&gt;061. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;Kaiyu-danna.&lt;br /&gt;062. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;MFSS, bus, home, Amk Hub.&lt;br /&gt;063. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;I don't play games often.&lt;br /&gt;064. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;065. If you've to choose between friends &amp;amp; love, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as Friends Forever, and there's also no such thing as Eternal Love. So I don't need both.&lt;br /&gt;066. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Typing? DUH. And breathing, of course. And blinking.&lt;br /&gt;067. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;PCPS.&lt;br /&gt;068. Name 3 colours that you like.&lt;br /&gt;It's in my profile, can't you read!?&lt;br /&gt;069. What emotion you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;:D or =D and xD&lt;br /&gt;070. What is life to you?&lt;br /&gt;The opposite of death.&lt;br /&gt;071. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Curse the person or thing.&lt;br /&gt;072. Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;A person whom I met in Audition SEA.&lt;br /&gt;073. Who do you admire the most?&lt;br /&gt;Hideto Matsumoto. ... *sobs* RIP, Hideto. My dear sweet Hideto. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;074. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;May.&lt;br /&gt;075. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;Bored.&lt;br /&gt;076. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;9.16PM&lt;br /&gt;077. Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;In front of my computer.&lt;br /&gt;078. What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;As in the last time I dyed it? In that case, pink.&lt;br /&gt;079. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;...jie made me.&lt;br /&gt;080. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;Rant.&lt;br /&gt;081. At which age you wish to get marry?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get married. And yeah, its 'married' not 'marry'.&lt;br /&gt;082. Who is more important to you? Boyfriend or friends?&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend = Friends that are boys. So, literally, its the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;083. Do you think you have enough confident?&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about that crap.&lt;br /&gt;084. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;Kaiyu-danna, my kor, jie, mei, di.&lt;br /&gt;086. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;To see all my favourite bishies in all the animes in RL, and a RL yaoi show with all of them in it.&lt;br /&gt;087. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have goals, they are idiotic anyways.&lt;br /&gt;088. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;As I said somewhere in a few questions above... No. And its 'eternal love' not 'eternity' geez, your english suck.&lt;br /&gt;089. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;I don't 'feel'. Its just a part of my concious. So, it's basically nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;090. Do you really think its Global Warming now?&lt;br /&gt;I. DON'T. FUCKING. CARE.&lt;br /&gt;091. What feeling you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;As I said in 89, feelings = nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;092. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Well, ya, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;093. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;Jashin-sama is my god.&lt;br /&gt;094. Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Kaiyu-danna, kor, jie, mei, di and my parents? ... lawl.&lt;br /&gt;095. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;096. What'll you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;A keyblade!!!&lt;br /&gt;097. What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;To actually LIVE.&lt;br /&gt;098. What would you feel that no one no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;I. DON'T. GIVE. A. FUCKING. DAMN. ... I only need Kaiyu-danna.&lt;br /&gt;099. What if your stead two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;100. how old are you?&lt;br /&gt;...ARE YOU RETARTED? I'M 13 YOU FOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS FINALLY DONE. I HOPE YOU ARE HAPPY NOW JIE. YOU'VE PUT ME THROUGH HELL. .... I tag no one, for the sake of my own safety. And I don't feel like tagging anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I need to bathe now.... sayonara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-7384391105398698650?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7384391105398698650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=7384391105398698650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7384391105398698650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7384391105398698650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-blogskinagain-d.html' title='NEW BLOGSKIN...again :D'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-995536597350215433</id><published>2008-06-17T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:38:55.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG SEME/UKE QUIZ!</title><content type='html'>OMGOMG! My friend asked me to take the quiz at &lt;a href="http://www.semeuke.com/"&gt;http://www.semeuke.com/&lt;/a&gt; GOGO TAKE THE QUIZ! and tell me the results pwease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL ok. The result I got was dramatic uke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You are a tortured soul, and your main activity in life is getting tortured. In fact, you probably wouldn't be happy without something to moan and whine about, which makes you a perfect match for the Sadistic Seme. You are willing to give your body and soul to your partner, putting yourself under their complete control in an effort to escape the pain of your tragic past, although you know deep down there is never an escape. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLz. I mean... oh jeez I'm an uke! *slaps self* .... WHY!? THE HELL?! ... I thought I was seme. ... ... *gets shot* A-And wha...? Tragic past? I don't have one--- *gets shot again* ... Fine *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lavi kor got dramatic uke, tyki kor got sadistic seme, riku kor got don't fuck with me seme, jesdero kor got badass uke, devit kor got romantic seme, roxas kor got clueless uke, axel kor got romantic seme, sora kor got flaming uke, sasuke di di got sadistic seme (lol he's sadistic? wtf?), wl jie got sadistic seme (though she cheated, darn), mei xuan jie got chibi seme, wei jie got flaming uke.... and tada! who else didn't do it? ... hmms, vexen kor, itachi kor, yw kor, orochimaru jie, ling yi jie and tobi di di, DO EET AND GIB MEH DAH RESULTS BEFOH I R KELLZ JOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, take the quiz and tell me what you got? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, now for the long story of my fucked up life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time... *gets shot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY FINE. I'll sum it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is : ...Training for musicals are hard. D= *epic ph4il*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mah muscle aches.... damn. -really needs to get a life, yeah- ... No srsly, I need to get a life ...like yeah. OMG, I'm like saying 'like yeah' or 'yeah' more frequently at the end of my sentences now. .... .... .... YAYS NEW CATCH PHRASE YEAHHH!! Now I don't need to steal Xigbar's or Axel's catch phrase anymore *gets killed by Xigbar and Axel* I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xigbar and Axel : No, you didn't. We just like to torture you. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and about KH II...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS FUCKIN TRYIN TO KILL XALDIN AND HE FUCKIN DOESN'T WANT TO JASHIN DAMN DIE AT ALL. FUCK HIM. INSIDE OUT. .... like srsly... I can't defeat him *sobs* not even with the help of king mickey! *sobs again* ... geez, I suck ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-995536597350215433?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/995536597350215433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=995536597350215433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/995536597350215433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/995536597350215433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/omg-semeuke-quiz.html' title='OMG SEME/UKE QUIZ!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-7446584804603521569</id><published>2008-06-11T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:24:20.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F*CK THE SYSTEM!</title><content type='html'>....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THE JASHIN DAMNED COMPUTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer was SHUTTING DOWN ON ME! And now it WON'T WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, maybe that's what I get from downloading stuff off the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I have an alternative. ... WHICH STILL SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was typing a story just now on DeviantART.com... WHICH WAS A FUCKING JASIHN DAMNED MISTAKE! BLOODY FUCK! I accidentally hit the [X] button.. AND GUESS WHAT? MY ONE HOUR WORK WAS GONE. LITERALLY FUCKING SHITASS GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THE SYSTEM. FUCK IT ALL, INSIDE OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literally and fagutivelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, and by the way, coffee at 10pm is SO not good for me. I'm like AWAKE now with no hopes of sleeping anytime soon. AND I'M BORED AS HELL. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK. Got it memorized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways....  I was plaiyng Kingdom Hearts II when I was at home this afternoon, and there was this town that features the nightmare before christmas (I think it was called halloween town?) and LOL it was like, the most fun world I've played in so far. I think I'll enjoy the pride lands better though, ... lol... I'm only what? Level 27 if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS... so yeah, I've heard about the 6E gathering and such... and well, geez... don't really feel like going. But though, I SHOULD go. Since well, old friends and all.... yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... Somehow I find my new friends better (well, no offence) but yeah, and I'm not in the mood to get high. Been really down lately ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, well hopefully I'll find the right mood to go for the gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, my head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much coffee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATE NIGHT COFFEE IS NOT GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, whatev. So I've lately been into Harry Potter and such, and well, I seem to have fallen in LOVE with Draco Malfoy. (No, it's just infactuation, lol. Just because he's a bishie =D but you didn't need to know that........) And as you know, I'm a rabid yaoi fan. So what's my favourite pairing you ask? Draco Malfoy x Severus Snape. THAT'S WHAT. Both of the bishies in HP make an absolutely hot pairing. And as for Harry x Draco, I'm okay with it as long as Draco's the uke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously. Draco, in my perverted mind, is undoubtebly an uke, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, he's been tortured by Lucius Malfoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which makes him INCREDIBLY UKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torture + Humiliation = Submission = Uke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I've done my math. I'm so damn GOOD in maths (psh, as if)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Draco is definately an uke in my perverse mind. I've read quite a few of DM/HP, with Harry as the uke. But... something just didn't gel for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... proved my point. .. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTG... loves euuxx (&lt;--abuse of the english language)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-7446584804603521569?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7446584804603521569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=7446584804603521569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7446584804603521569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7446584804603521569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/fck-system.html' title='F*CK THE SYSTEM!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1713296678914709323</id><published>2008-06-10T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T18:17:22.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Real (1998) review</title><content type='html'>right... i'm still, uh, mentally unstable right now. i just watched the movie entitled 'Get Real' (downloaded it from the net) and it... was... emotional.. uh.. made me cry twice. and it really, really made lots of sense, as in... it truely applies to real life a lot. and well, i know people like that. a touching movie. 5/5 stars. (rejoice, as i dont really like most movies very much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, a must watch. truely great movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, moving on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to class deco, and SO MANY PPL NEVER GO. eeks. beware, you chen is gonna kill all of yous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff* IM STILL SAD FROM THE MOVIE. D= *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant think right now... buh bye ... *sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1713296678914709323?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1713296678914709323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1713296678914709323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1713296678914709323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1713296678914709323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-real-1998-review.html' title='Get Real (1998) review'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1543886684173097729</id><published>2008-05-30T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T13:45:00.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true love is never really true.</title><content type='html'>"I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday. I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian. I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time. I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me. I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear. We are the couple who had the Realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me. I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male. I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men. I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. I am the woman who died when the EMT s stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me. I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind. I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them. I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson" "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone emailed it to me. i know that it is a chain letter. but thats besides the point. it somehow really stand out to me... and well.. its sad really. the society really needs to open up and accept everyone. the society always close their doors on people like them... really. it always gets me angry. seriously, i mean, whats wrong with transsexuals and homosexual people? i dont see that there's any difference. they are still people. the society shouldn't treat them this way. seriously. i don't pity the victims, i pity the people who shut them down. i dont get it. why cant the society just be more accepting and understanding? i mean, is loving someone so wrong? is changing your sexuality wrong? different people have different prefences, but you cant just stick to yours and not accept others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take this line for example "I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian." i dont see why there is a need to kick your child out of the house just because of some sexual prefences. whats wrong with being les? why cant you people just accept it? i mean, you give birth to your child and bring her up, but then just because of things like this you kick her out? why cant you just learn to accept her? ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez... i really dont get the society these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmss,, today was boring - as usual - ..... etto... go &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/TeamDattebayo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/TeamDattebayo&lt;/a&gt; and watch their death note abridged series. its seriously funny! expecially the christmas special. most of the abridged series on youtube are CRAP. but this is funny~ along with Naruto Abridged done by Vegeta and Masako~~ the rest, sorry to say, are crap. xD sue me now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Death is life's way of saying "you're fired".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suicide is your way of saying "I quit".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1543886684173097729?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1543886684173097729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1543886684173097729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1543886684173097729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1543886684173097729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/true-love-is-never-really-true.html' title='true love is never really true.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-5665126948531676214</id><published>2008-05-27T19:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T16:49:19.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INNOCENCE HATSUDO!</title><content type='html'>yay new blogskin =3 shiawase.....~~~ mehss.. so sian.. everyday mus go bac sch for cca.. baka desho? ... daikirai da ne... sensei wa baka da... =.= anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tagged me to do this~&lt;br /&gt;DGM meme DDD= *epic ph4il*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;D. Gray-man Meme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Who are your favourite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Exorcist?&lt;br /&gt;Kanda-pon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Noah?&lt;br /&gt;Tyki-sama!!! kyaaa~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Akuma?&lt;br /&gt;...Eliade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. In the entire show?&lt;br /&gt;Tyki-sama~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;I WUV HIM~ *killed by lavi* x_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. What do you think about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Allen Walker?&lt;br /&gt;kawaii no moyashi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Lavi?&lt;br /&gt;The most Uke-est character in DGM! looks molestable and *beep* and *beep* xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Yu Kanda?&lt;br /&gt;HOTTTT!!! mugen is cool too! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Leenalee Lee?&lt;br /&gt;..... DIE BITCH DIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Komui Lee?&lt;br /&gt;Funneh guy xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Reever Wenhamn?&lt;br /&gt;such a good worker xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Bookman?&lt;br /&gt;PANDA-CHAN!!! *killed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Miranda Lotto?&lt;br /&gt;she's cool~ 2nd favourite female character in DGM other than Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Arystar Krory?&lt;br /&gt;he should get a seme &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Cross Marian?&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of Axel from KHII 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Klaud Nine?&lt;br /&gt;She's cool~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Froi Tiedoll?&lt;br /&gt;i want a sensei like him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Winters Socalo?&lt;br /&gt;shiran...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Hevlaska?&lt;br /&gt;creepy... but i want to see her fight tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Daisya Barry&lt;br /&gt;SOCCER! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Jeryy?&lt;br /&gt;YAOI SUPPORTER! &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. The Earl of millenium?&lt;br /&gt;KAWAII!!! ~~~ he makes me laugh~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Tyki Mikk?&lt;br /&gt;KYAAA!!! TYKI-SAMA!!!!! I WUV EUU!!!! *killed by lavi* sonna!! you should learn to share lavi-san!!! *killed again* x__X;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Road Kamelot?&lt;br /&gt;KAWAII! she's my favourite female character in DGM~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Devit?&lt;br /&gt;HOT. and he tops Jasdero &gt;D kinda reminds me of Sasori-danna from Naruto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Jasdero?&lt;br /&gt;He's cute! and funny too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Skin Boric?&lt;br /&gt;...creepy weirdo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Lulu Bell?&lt;br /&gt;NEKO-CHAN~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Lero?&lt;br /&gt;I WANT ONE!!! though, is it a male or a female? o__0;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Timcanpy?&lt;br /&gt;heh.... a very usable golem.. especially when it can record vedios down... nyfufufu... &gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Yoshi?&lt;br /&gt;ima goin wabbit huntin &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Baku Chan?&lt;br /&gt;.... his taste sucks cos lenalee is an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Fou?&lt;br /&gt;...erm what? ... don't really know her. pass pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Chomesuke?&lt;br /&gt;wha? ... =.=ll pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Deak?&lt;br /&gt;shiranaii....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III. Pairings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What pair is your favourite pair?&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY TO TEH MAX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Which one is the worst?&lt;br /&gt;... the one where lenalee has anything to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What do you think about Yullen? (KandaxAllen)&lt;br /&gt;my second favourite pairing. after Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What do you think about Lucky? (TykixLavi)&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY IS MY LIFE!!!!! MY ANTI-DRUG!!! MY... MY... EVERYTHING!!! KYAAAA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. CrossxKomui or ReeverxKomui?&lt;br /&gt;both are an acceptable pairing in my opinion. but if i had to choose i'd say CrossxKomui. just cos Cross is hotter than Reever. sorry dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. TykixLavixTyki, sexy or weird?&lt;br /&gt;sexy i guess... i wouldn't mind if Tyki was the uke, it's just how the writer portrays it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What do you think about KandaxLavi?&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind this pairing as long as Lavi is uke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What do you think about LavixAllen/AllenxLavi?&lt;br /&gt;I hate this pairing. uke x uke = no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What do you think about DeakxLavi/EvilLavixLavi?&lt;br /&gt;...shiranaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What do you think of BakuxFou?&lt;br /&gt;o_0 ... never read of the pairing before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What do you think of RoronxChomesuke?&lt;br /&gt;shiran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there any Yuri pair you like?&lt;br /&gt;YURI SUCKS. so no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Could you ever pair the Earl up with someone?&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH xD the EarlxTykixJesxDevi FOURSOME!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Kanda, seme or uke?&lt;br /&gt;Seme. its so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Lavi, seme or uke?&lt;br /&gt;UKE!! HE'S THE UKE-EST CHARACTER IN DGM... well.. appart from Krory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV. If you...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. If you could, would you sneek into the boys onsen? &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH!! well, only if there are bishies in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. If you met Lenalee IRL you would?&lt;br /&gt;stab her repeatedly with a knife, torturing her for 24 hours before killing her and selling her body parts for money!! NYAHAHAHAHAHA..... &gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. If you had dinner with Allen, what would you order?&lt;br /&gt;...bleh.. anything with meat works fine =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. If you stole/borrowed Lavi's hammer, you would...?&lt;br /&gt;HIT PEEPLEZZZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. If you got hit by Kanda by mistake, you would...?&lt;br /&gt;... die? ... it'll hurt... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. If you met Komui on Komurin you would...?&lt;br /&gt;WTF ITS TEH END OF DAH WORLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. If you could choose an Exorcist to date you'd choose...?&lt;br /&gt;Kanda-pon! cuz he's THE seme and he's HOT! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. If you could choose a Noah to date you'd choose...?&lt;br /&gt;!!!!! TYKI MIKK!!!!! KYAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TYYYYYKIII-SAAAMMAAAA!!!!! *killed by Lavi again* UWAAAAA T____T SONNA!!! TYKI-SAMA!!!! *gets killed again* x__X;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. If you worked at the Order, would you hit on the boys/girls?&lt;br /&gt;.... fufufufu... do you even need to ask? ... *porneh smirk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. If you were a Noah, which Exorcist would you kill first?&lt;br /&gt;THAT BITCH LENALEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. Random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. If you could choose, which Exorcist would make the best Noah?&lt;br /&gt;Lavi-kun~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;Because he gets to be wif his Tyki-danna X3 kyaaa~~~ shiawase~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you prefer the first or second (or third) exorcist uniform?&lt;br /&gt;uuhh.. second =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. How would Kanda react at a skivviesprank? (underwear)&lt;br /&gt;=__=#### *sweatdrop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Wolfie or Kitten?&lt;br /&gt;o__0 ...uh... Wolfie Tyki? ... OMG KYAAA!!! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Lamb or Bunny?&lt;br /&gt;bunny = rabbit = lavi ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Lolly or Ice-cream?&lt;br /&gt;fufufufu.... vanilla ice-cream xD (yeah, you know what that 'vanilla ice-cream' is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Exorcist or Noah?&lt;br /&gt;Noah~ cuz the bad guys just dont get enough love. and anyway Tyki-sama is there!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Are you happy with the anime?&lt;br /&gt;IT ROCKS. need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Would you want a D. Gray-man movie?&lt;br /&gt;yeah... but the actors who are playing all the bishie roles MUST look hot. especially the one acting as Tyki-sama. I wouldn't forgive him if he screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;END&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh!! FINALLY ITS TEH END!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so not good for me to do a meme when im sleepy... *headdesk and faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-5665126948531676214?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5665126948531676214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=5665126948531676214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5665126948531676214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5665126948531676214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/innocence-hatsudo.html' title='INNOCENCE HATSUDO!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-7018601568253374020</id><published>2008-05-16T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:35:49.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bdae to me =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;HELL YEAH! ITS MAH BDAE SUCKERS!!! BOW DOWN BEFORE ME!!! MUHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im juz kindin ... &gt;_&gt; ignore me ima mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my bdae *whoots*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a w910i sony ericsson walkman, some money, some kinda wierd stuff... and ermss... more money =D and ALOTS of yaoi comics! whhooottss!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so erms, apart from my bdae nothin else is worth talking about. so yeah. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya i forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today got cca. then we were like dancing (duh) and someone ... i think it was brenda.. or was it? .. nvms. someone hit their hand on the visualiser. lols. like seriously *SMACK* the visualiser (however the heck you spell a visualiser, i dont give a damn) so lol. it was damn funny. even our cher laffed. XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms... before that went to mac. then met benjamin and tow kai. went to say 'hi' to them they bo reply de. kanasai lorss! idiots.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmss... finished playing guitar hero III easy mode. lols. damn sian la now... gonna play medium mode soon XD sure cannot play d &gt;_&gt; nvmss... JIA YOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ermss... lastly, happie bdae to myself XD and erm... yuan fang. lol... yeah. we share the same fuckin bdae. wadev. who cares. IM LIKE SO MUCH BETTER! LIKE DUH! *end irritating cheer leader voice*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if at first you don't succeed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blame someone else and seek counsiling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-7018601568253374020?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7018601568253374020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=7018601568253374020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7018601568253374020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7018601568253374020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-bdae-to-me-d.html' title='happy bdae to me =D'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-8130146174160369857</id><published>2008-05-14T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:03:39.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...oh god...</title><content type='html'>got back most of my SA1 papers. hmms...quite okay lar.. the markss.. yeah.... at least pass all subjs.. so yeah, happy wif e marks liaos. at least nv fail mah XD hmmss... but end of year exam mayb i will revise hahax... now lazy. bleah. heck care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mehhs... now me ish 1A d vice chair... kao beh seh =.= .... nvm got CIP hours.. WAHAHA. musical coming soon lehh, today just started training. waseh, tell u hor, the dance step is like DAMN hard.... my legs have been tortured... i think im gonna amputate them or sth. like seriously, it hurts. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now... this is meant for someone to read (you know who you are, jackass!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do you always do this to me? WHY? you say you didnt mean it. you apologized for whatever you did. but will that help? tell me how the bloody fuck it would help. liar, backstabber, sore loser. damn you. do you detest me that much!? why cant you just tell me if you do? why put me through all this? why make my life miserable? WHY? WHY? WHY? i just dont understand! you make me hurt so bad, its all your fucking fault! not just me, you made other people life like hell too. freaking sadist. heathen bastard. how dare you hurt my best friend? you can scold me, beat me, kill me for all i fucking care but HOW DARE YOU FUCKING HURT MY BEST FRIEND!?! GOD DAMN YOU! yes, apologize...wounds would heal over time, but scars would be left. how can a simple 'sorry' help now? will it turn back the time? no, it wouldnt. fuck you. i dont want this fucking problem to continue on. so lets put a stop to all this. just forget it. forget the whole fucking past. dont fucking disturb me anymore. damn bastard son of a bitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, im done now... eeks. ignore my rant. im a little... fustrated to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ... hmmss.... i have a ps2! =D can play guitar hero, ddr, kh, dmc ... wahahaha XD got lots of game lars. the ps2 second hand d, but still ok lar. so yeah FUN FUN FUN! WHOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muhahahaha.... i got a pic of nicholas kor in a DRESS =D a SLUTTY, BLACK MAID DRESS!!!! HUFUFUFUFUU.... I'LL NEVER DELETE THAT PIC! NEVER! XD ITS IN MY COMP FORVER! AND EVER! EVER! EVER EVER EVER EVER&lt;br /&gt;EVER&lt;br /&gt;EVER&lt;br /&gt;EVER&lt;br /&gt;EVER&lt;br /&gt;EVER&lt;br /&gt;EVER&lt;br /&gt;EVER&lt;br /&gt;EVEREVEREVEREVERLACKOFBETTERWORDEVEREVEREVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... okay. im mad XD  i think i need sleep ... *faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-8130146174160369857?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8130146174160369857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=8130146174160369857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8130146174160369857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8130146174160369857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-god.html' title='...oh god...'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4372630401003909062</id><published>2008-05-06T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T20:16:13.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DGM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;ok..firstly, ignore the previous post. i was emo-ing that day. incase u dont know, that post is talking about someone in my family. so yeah, ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, to the more important things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WATCHED D. GRAY-MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;i read and saw LOTS of yaoi becus of it. SO! ITS IN MY LIST OF TOP TEN ANIMES NOW !!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;list of my top ten animes (not in order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;bleach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;death note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;naruto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;d. gray-man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;claymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;devil may cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;ouran high school host club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;xxxholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;tsubasa chronicle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;loveless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;...if u noticed, none of them are yaoi. shounen-ai maybe. but not yaoi. cus if it WAS yaoi, all the yaoi animes will fill my top 10...and its like kinda useless? for me to put it here. so yeah. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;today was the FUCKING chinese exam. maths tomorrow. oh this sucks. i haven even do what im supposed to yet and im still watching yaoi.... WTF *shot* ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;so errmm.. watched till epi 20 of d gray man. (yeah im slow. but it was 20 epis in 2 days! what do u expect?) and... I NEED MORE YAOI. ... well, current fav paring in d gray man is yullen (aka kanda x allen) second fav is lucky (aka lavi x tyki) .... and lenalee sucks!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all yaoi haters should DIE, die i say. hufufufufufu......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4372630401003909062?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4372630401003909062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4372630401003909062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4372630401003909062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4372630401003909062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/dgm.html' title='DGM!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-8601858165371853036</id><published>2008-05-02T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:27:05.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pathetic.</title><content type='html'>you always think you know me. you always think you know it all. you always think you are the best. why cant you just leave me alone? why do you even care? its not fair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but then again, nothing is fair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant you just believe in me? why cant you just trust me? why cant you put yourself in my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why do you always think that you're better than anyone else?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant you just change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, why do i care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are you to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a freak, a jerk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acting, pretending; that's all there is to it, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's all there is to this world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it. i hate it all. i hate this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so pathetic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-8601858165371853036?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8601858165371853036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=8601858165371853036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8601858165371853036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8601858165371853036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/pathetic.html' title='pathetic.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-5620136041219868218</id><published>2008-04-29T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T17:15:28.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh u suck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;yeah! jia kopi (aka geography) and chinese finally over! whoots! XD jia kopi was like DAMN EASY. but.... got a few ques i dunno. BUT I WANNA GET A1 SIA! like seriously. cos if i get A1 for geo ms ng will invite me to her wedding =D and chineese.... aiya heck care. the zuo wen i was like using my last time a story de idea. lolz. but wadev. i dun care. cos that one no wedding. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;so sian.... the pic on my blogskin i wanna edit on photo shop... but i lazy so BLEAH!!! anyways,, today went to amk hub (again) with brendan, kai hin, zheng yuan, collin, yu zhen and teddy. zheng yuan was like at first pang seh us lor... then end up meet him, naomi, jordan, sheng jie, jun yang, you chen and... who else? i forgot.. but wadev. so aiya... waste my time go there. lol. seriously... =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;but wadev. ok... I SERIOUSLY LOVE THIS PINK =D like... ima so bored. kill me... puhlease... =.= ... &lt;/p&gt;peace out~&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/38045734-5620136041219868218?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5620136041219868218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=5620136041219868218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5620136041219868218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5620136041219868218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-u-suck.html' title='oh u suck.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-8398067115479302586</id><published>2008-04-28T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:00:32.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIDE-SAMA =DDDD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;HIDETO ROCKS!!! like... OMG!!! *fangirl scream* ok...seriously, i miss him T__T so... TADA! MY FABULOUS BLOGSKIN =3 aint it nice? AND THIS PINK ROCKS ~ pink spider =DD *fangirl scream again* ... okay. sorry about that XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;so erms, now ish deh exams of DEWM!!! today was eng. so sian. compo not enuff time, rushed the last part. haiz. then tml chinese and geo. like ewww. haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;anyways.... HIDETO MATSUMOTO ROCKS =33 ... oh have i said that already? ... so sorry =.=ll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;like seriously, ignore me. im crazy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;SDJFSJKFNJ DJAKE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;see? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;im crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;i need sleep.... =.= ... g'nite yallz. muackss =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-8398067115479302586?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8398067115479302586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=8398067115479302586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8398067115479302586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8398067115479302586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/04/hide-sama-dddd.html' title='HIDE-SAMA =DDDD'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-683154568507201615</id><published>2008-04-20T18:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T18:50:34.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEH PIC FTTFTWFTWFTWFWTFWTFWTFWTFWT!!</title><content type='html'>HELL YEAH! SEE THAT PIC ON MY BLOGSKIN~? ITS DONE BY ME AND MAYUKICHAN =D MSDFKNGNGJDDG!!!! looks okay to me... but mayukichan's coloured version is nicer. meh. wadev. soo... YAOI ROCKS. ha. gtg out eat.... blah... &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-683154568507201615?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/683154568507201615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=683154568507201615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/683154568507201615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/683154568507201615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/04/teh-pic-fttftwftwftwfwtfwtfwtfwtfwt.html' title='TEH PIC FTTFTWFTWFTWFWTFWTFWTFWTFWT!!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-3716054708077914394</id><published>2008-04-13T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:28:23.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OOOWHEE =D</title><content type='html'>ELLOS YALL. =D ok well this sucks. next week there is no ccas and im stuck wif 150hrs of cwo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it ALL to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i think my comp has a friken virus or sth... fuck the system. haiz. so...sch is borin as usual. i think im gonna kill myself soon.... bleak... as if i dare. gah. ok...im freezin to hell here. ima usin the comp in the room wif my dad....and he went to on the fuckin air con... *freezes to death* i hate it. eeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, i found sth on deviantart... and the person found it from kh-vids... so, i rofled... and i tot i would be so kind as to share it wiff u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so may i proudly present to you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n00bs : an indepth look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. What is this?&lt;br /&gt;This guide is designed to give you a better understanding of what a noob is, how to recognize them, some details about them, and how to avoid or get rid of them. It mostly applies to online forums, which are the main targets of migrating noobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. Defining 'Noob'&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to the belief of many, a noob/n00b and a newbie/newb are not the same thing. Newbs are those who are new to some task* and are very beginner at it, possibly a little overconfident about it, but they are willing to learn and fix their errors to move out of that stage. n00bs, on the other hand, know little and have no will to learn any more. They expect people to do the work for them and then expect to get praised about it, and make up a unique species of their own. It is the latter we will study in this guide so that the reader is prepared to encounter them in the wild if needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noobs are often referred to as n00bs as a sign of disrespect toward them, and it's often hella funny, but I will refer to them as noobs during this reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Usually the topic at hand on an internet forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. COMMON NOOB CHARACTERISTICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Noobish&lt;br /&gt;Often, but not always, noobs will attempt to communicate in their own primitive language, known as "n00bish." It is a variant of the hacker language that exposes them as having little intelligence or will to learn. Here is an example of some noobish. Do not attempt to comprehend it: it cannot be discerned without professionals at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stFU /../..an, i r teh r0xx0rz liek emin3m, u cna go tO EHLL OR ATLE4St help m3 wit hthIS!!111!!!!!!!1~~1!!`` !! LOLLOLOLLOLOLlOoLLOlollLL l u n00b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you may find this unbelievably funny and/or annoying, it is best to restrain yourself and keep from talking back to them, as they are very territorial and easily angered. This will result in their attempted verbal abuse of you, possibly backed up by other noobs, because they work in packs when doing offensive tasks. It is not an easy task to learn this language because our intelligent accent will keep it from sounding quite right when spoken. You can write some simple noobish of your own, however, by slamming your face into your keyboard repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. Where to find n00bs&lt;br /&gt;On the internet, n00bs make their colonies on forums. They migrate in waves, usually on weekends, and proceed to clog up bandwidth with stupid questions and sometimes even stupid answers. If you happen to be unfortunate enough to be on a board large enough to attract migrating noobs, there will hopefully be authority in charge who is smart enough to take extermination measures before they can make nests and larger colonies. THE BANNER HAMMER is one form of authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larger colonies can result in the mutation of some into spammers. Not commercial spammers, but pointless spammers. A noob can become one of these at any point, but the larger the amount of noobs, the more chance pointless spammers will appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off the internet, noobs appear anywhere the focus is on learning or discussing something specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III. Behavior of noobs&lt;br /&gt;Since noobs are basically ignorant bastards, they have a lot in common. The most often seen characteristic is their fluency in noobish, which is why it got its own section. They will also be very self confident as if they were the absolute best at what they are in fact the worst at. Also, they are quite agressive and self-centered, and tend to laugh a lot using many L's and O's in rapid sucession (the noobish word for laughing like an ultimate retard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is their instinct to assemble in packs for defense, and they often attempt to organize packs that they call teams. Unfortunately for them, teams usually result in a total loss of communication and they can often begin to fight amongst each other. These teams are quite unlike those formed by non-noobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noobs have difficulty reading English and cannot comprehend the idea of authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, they have an all-out disregard for rules, basic or not. A good way to identify a noob (bad) vs. a newb (good) is to tell them (or have an authority tell them) which rule they are unknowingly breaking. If they respond with an apology and fix it, they are probably not a noob. If they react by insulting everything around them in rapid noobish and causing general mayhem, it is because they are a noob and have had a small seizure due to their inability to understand what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV. Noob Religion&lt;br /&gt;Noobs follow a variation of the 1337 (sometimes 7331) religion, in which they worship the number in odd rituals and put altars in their forum avatars and signatures. They often call themselves 1337, which experts say is somewhat like calling themselves godly in a human language. It's best to not interfere with their religious fantasies and practices because that can lead to a noob uprising, which can turn a forum to mush in less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. More about noob habitats&lt;br /&gt;Noobs often attempt to maintain their own web pages. Some common features of these lairs are a terrible lack of content, background music, lots of pointless animated gifs, and pages that say some variation of 'tHEir isnothinG H34r yEtt LOLLOLOL!111!1!!~~~!!`! 13371337', which means 'Nothing here yet' in noobish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will also have large, seemingly infinite marquees of 88X31 affiliate buttons replaced with red X's scattered here and there, and possibly a hit counter showing a number less than 100. These habitats are numerous but fairly easy to avoid because only noobs link to them. So if you can identify a noob, don't go to its homepage. Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. AVOIDING NOOBS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Make sure you aren't one&lt;br /&gt;Note: This section is bilingual so even noobs can make the discovery if they haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English (T4lk)-Read the above parts of this guide carefully. If you find yourself unable to comprehend any of it but are instead beginning to think about how great you are and how awesome 'teh 1337' is, you might want to take one of the many available online quizzes to check your noobancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noobish (133713371337)- Liek, u gott4 re3D teh gudieCAREFUl1y and tehn OMG LIEK I AM R0XX0RZ ya anD ify 0u turn into teh reTARDED u gota go 2 MY WEBP4GE LOLLOLOL!!111~11 ad check 4 warez n stfuu. if u r a n00b go2HELL LOLLOLOlROFLMFAO11!!!11!! !! a/s/l pos gtg n00b suxx0rz ur b0xx0rz OLOOOLOLLLL HELP HELP HELP 1337133713371337&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. Major noob avoiding strategiesThe main factor in attracting migrating herds of noobs is a large, active forum. If you find one of these, look to see if it has the management to avoid noob infestation. If not, look for a small or mid-sized forum that covers the same topic so you can enjoy your time there before the noobs find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way to keep noobs from interfering with your life is to become part of the authority on one of these forums. But that's often hard to do so you'll probably be better off avoiding larger forums first off. If you do manage to become part of the authority, however, take full advantage of it and establish extermination policies so that normal people can have a nice time without noob infestations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there. i did it. im so kind. now bow to me suckers. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo... i haven wrote the fuckin story i told ya i would... kill me if u dare. you know u wouldnt. ha. i pwn. (psh... as if)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right... &lt;warning:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for me to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, mdm faridah aka mdm ferrari asked us to do a effin 20 phrase hmwrk. (wadev the hell that is) i asked her if i could find the 20 fucking phrases on the bloody internet and she said "no." ... well, screw her. i did. so ha. the moral of the story? I PWN YALL BITCHES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, to whoever it may concern - RETURN ME MY EFFIN MONEY FOR GODS SAKE. YOU KNOW WHO U R. SO RETURN IT TO ME OR ELSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. and... to FF17 - HA. I PWN U. SO SCREW UR GANG. SCREW U ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, FUCK U KOR. FUCK U TO HELL. whats ur bloody problem? HOW DARE U DITCH NICHOLAS? GO AND DIE. IF NICHOLAS HURTS HIMSELF BECAUSE OF U THEN U R DEAD. YA HEAR? D-E-A-D DEAD! I DUN BLOODY CARE IF U R MY KOR OR NOT. IF U DUN MAKE UP WIF NICHOLAS I WUN TALK TO U AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forthly, ita-chan stop kao beh-ing to me about mar-chan. slap him for all i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, I HATE THE WORLD. SO THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-E-R-G-A-L-I-C-I-O-U-S got it memorized? =DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-3716054708077914394?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3716054708077914394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=3716054708077914394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3716054708077914394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3716054708077914394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/04/ooowhee-d.html' title='OOOWHEE =D'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-8223610496990350518</id><published>2008-04-02T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:21:53.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ima nort ded yat D=</title><content type='html'>blah.. so long no post, miss me marh? XD heh... after i read bleach book no32 which is like... chap279 - 286 i think..yeah.. i was like LOVIN grimmjow and tite kubo teme!! killed him. GRRRR. i think he's ded.. i think... blah. *sobs in emo corner and dies* grimmjow is LOVE. no wait, correction - UKE!grimmjow is love XD. yeah!! grimmjow MUST be uke! i dun care! humph. im gonna write a fic wif grimmjow as uke yeah! who shld i pair him wiff??? maybe... ulquiorra or strawberry-chan. most likely ul-chan. but... gotta find a plot or ita-chan will accuse me of writting meaningless sex.. meh!! so..........................gotta. think. of. plot. grr! i like, asked naomi for a plot on...monday i think? and there was one that i think im gonna use XD i think only. blah. if i can think of a better one than i wun use hers,, so yeah. LOOK FORWARD TO IT, YAOI FANS XD mar-chan asked me why i like uke grim-chan....well, i always like to put my fav chars as ukes. it just... makes them more huggable if u know what i mean =D seriously, they all look cuter as ukes XD. oh yeah, and i rmb sth very funny that happened in sch one day. someone (i forgot who -.-) asked me how guys hav sex. i was like 'err... type the word 'yaoi' in wiki and u'll know.'  the next day he/she? came bac and told me 'how do they stick the dick into that small hole?' LMAOS. like seriously, i was like LOLLMAOROFLOMG!! XDD so yeah, i told him/her 'that's why sometimes they bleed.' then he/she was like, 'but how do they even STICK it in?' LMAOS!!! XD so i told him/her 'im not a guy, dun ask me.' LMAO LMAO LMAO!! XD like seriously, how would i know? if they CAN stick it in then they CAN. so yeah XD omg im havin delicious mental images now.... *nosebleed* ahhh!! i need yaoi!! *runs off to search for more yaoi*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-8223610496990350518?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8223610496990350518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=8223610496990350518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8223610496990350518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8223610496990350518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/04/ima-nort-ded-yat-d.html' title='ima nort ded yat D='/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4616196417290890112</id><published>2008-03-23T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T16:14:12.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S FINALLY DONE MARLY-CHAN =D</title><content type='html'>okok, i apologize to mar-chan for not posting up the fic on yesterday like promised.... gomen-neh... pls dun come after me wif a spork D= ... well anyways, i had a bad case of writer's block this morning, thus i completed the story only now. and my mum was around yesterday, so i couldnt type the smut... so, yeah, gomen, forgive me... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning... contains heavy yaoi... yadda yadda yadda small prints and such... rated NC-17 for bloody gore and graphic-ish smut.... not for the faint of heart...&lt;br /&gt;its a kakuzu x hidan fic, yeah.....&lt;br /&gt;tittle - Happy Birthday Jackass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidan sighed; it was Kakuzu's birthday and he didn't know what to get for the miser. Luckily for him, Kakuzu was out on a Jashin-damned mission and won't be back until evening, and that gave him time to think. But still, with time on his side, he couldn't think of one single thing to give the Akatsuki banker. He had spent three fucking weeks thinking about what to give the banker, and still he couldn't find a good present. He brushed his hand through his well-gelled hair in frustration as he sat down on the damned couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deidara, who noticed the unusual change in the Jashinist's mood, sat down beside him on the couch as he began to speak, "Hidan, what's wrong, un?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's Kakuzu's birthday today and I don't fucking know what to get for him..." Hidan stated; he would surely love some help from his current predicament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh? Hmm...what about..." Deidara paused and whispered something into Hidan's ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidan blushed, "Fucking been there, done that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deidara giggled, "Ooh, Hidan-kun is a naughty boy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TOBI IS A GOOD BOY!" Tobi shouted from the end of the hall way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the--- TOBI GET YOUR FUCKING ASS OUT OF HERE!" Hidan screamed, afraid that Tobi would hear anything he was not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay Hidan-senpai, Tobi is a good boy and will do what Tobi is told!" Tobi smiled as he went out of the room – probably wanting to find Zetsu to tell him what a good boy Tobi was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deidara giggled as he began thinking of ways to help the Jashinist. Then, an idea struck him. "Hey Hidan, I think I know what you can get for Kakuzu-san."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The zealot literally jumped, "What the fuck for real!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deidara nodded, "You love pain right? –Hidan nodded– and you love Kakuzu right? –Hidan nodded again– so..." Deidara whispered into Hidan's ear again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, the Jashinist turned beet red, "Y-You mean---"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Un!" Deidara exclaimed triumphantly, giggling slightly. "I'm sure both you and Kakuzu-san will enjoy it more than anything, un," he replied, a huge smile plastered on his face. Oh he was so proud of himself for thinking of such a thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidan groaned, oh well... "Worth a fucking shot..." he grumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakuzu made his way back to his room. He was tired as hell and his clothes were all stained with blood from his mission. He wanted to have a good bath and go to bed already...but alas, his life was not that good. He still needed to report to Pein-sama, and Pein was an impatient guy... very, very impatient... He sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened the door to his room...and his jaw dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidan was lying on the bed, wearing nothing but a pair of black boxers and in his hand was a kunai. "Kuzu..." Hidan called out, voice filled with lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hidan what the hell...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's your fucking birthday jack ass." Hidan stated, licking his lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I...h-have to...report to..." Kakuzu paused; he was finding it hard to concentrate on speaking. After all, Hidan was lying on the bed in nothing but a pair of boxers... and yeah, you get the drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kuzu...c'mon...please Kuzu? Please, please, please...&lt;em&gt;pwease&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakuzu mentally cursed the Jashinist. He wasn't sure how Pein would take 'I was busy fucking Hidan' as an answer, but heck, Hidan said '&lt;em&gt;pwease&lt;/em&gt;' ... and it was, his birthday after all, shouldn't he be enjoying himself? He sighed; screw reporting to Pein, Hidan was his first priority now. "You're an ass you know that?" he said as he walked towards the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidan smirked, "Of course, and you're the dick."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakuzu laughed, "Horny today, much?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aw c'mon, I waited for the whole fucking day for you to come home," Hidan pouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patience, Hidan, patience...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidan smiled –albeit too innocently– as he handed Kakuzu the kunai, "I'm fucking sure you know what I want you to do..." he purred into Kakuzu's ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakuzu shivered as Hidan licked the tip of his ears. "No I don't..." he muttered out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Kuzu! You know Jashin-damned well what it is!" Hidan snapped, pouting his lips slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't," he repeated, "tell me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidan glared at Kakuzu before snatching the kunai out of his hand. He stabbed the kunai onto his left shoulder and blood immediately poured out. "This is what I damn well want you to do, happy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidan received a kiss for an answer. Kakuzu gently licked Hidan's bottom lip and Hidan gladly gave entrance. He moaned as Kakuzu's hot tongue roamed in his mouth and Kakuzu smirked into the kiss, happy with the reaction he got. As they broke apart, desperate for air, Kakuzu took out the kunai on the Jashinist's shoulder and began to cut patterns on Hidan's left hand. Hidan gasped as he felt hard metal cutting through his skin, "Oh Jashin...don't stop..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakuzu did the same with the other hand as blood stained the sheets, occasionally gently lapping the blood away with his tongue. Then he paused for awhile, examining his work, adding a few finishing touches here and there. He then proceeded to Hidan's chest, slowly carving in the words 'Kakuzu x Hidan forever', making sure that the Jashinist was enjoying every second of the pain. Hidan was moaning the whole time, obviously enjoying it. After that was done, he tugged at Hidan's boxers, trying to the offending piece of clothing off. But at the position Hidan was currently in he couldn't pull it off; instead he used the kunai and ripped it apart. Hidan hissed as the cool air brushed against his already hard member and groaned, rocking his hip against Kakuzu's, earning moans from both of them. "I'm not done yet, Hidan," Kakuzu murmured, trying to regain his composure and once again started on carving patterns onto the Jashinist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"M-More..." Hidan pleaded softly, pushing up his body against Kakuzu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, I'm not done yet..." Kakuzu stated. He pulled up Hidan's bleeding hand and looked at it. "Your fingernails need colour," he muttered, taking the kunai and digging it under the fingernail, gouging it out. Hidan screamed with delight as blood flowed out of his fingers as Kakuzu repeated the task with every single one of the Jashinist's fingers. Hidan was in so much pain, he was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Make me silent Kuzu... I don't fucking want anyone to find us..." Hidan begged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As you wish," Kakuzu said, cutting a small slit on Hidan's Adam's apple, drawing out a slight amount of blood. However, it was effective and Hidan fell silent, only able to let out bursts of air when he tried to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakuzu slowly crawled back down and scrapped the kunai on Hidan's inner thigh, causing flakes of skin to fall off. Then, he stabbed the kunai through Hidan's knee, breaking the bones. Hidan opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Hidan smiled weakly at Kakuzu, silently begging him to go on. Kakuzu complied and drew patterns on Hidan's thighs, causing blood to pour yet again. He stabbed Hidan's right hip socket, crippling Hidan's right leg, making it unable to move. He then did the same to the other hip socket, feeling the cartilage separate as the kunai pushed deeper in. Hidan bit his lip, causing it to bleed. He was enjoying the pain that was spreading through him like a wildfire. He shuddered when he felt Kakuzu's tongue move up and down his member, slowly taking the whole thing into his mouth, making it warm and wet. Kakuzu scrapped his teeth against it, making very soft skin fall off, causing it to bleed slightly. Kakuzu swirled his tongue around it, making the marks sting against the acid from his saliva. Hidan couldn't have wanted more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unnnh..." Hidan moaned as Kakuzu pulled out. He was getting his voice back. He shot Kakuzu a look that literally read, 'make it quick.' Kakuzu complied, lifting up both of Hidan's legs and putting them on his shoulder. He pushed the kunai into Hidan's entrance, causing Hidan to make a cat-like purr. Hidan shuddered as the cold metal brushed against his prostate, making him moan. Kakuzu then pulled out the blood covered kunai, licking it clean. "Q-Quick..." Hidan managed to groan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without warning, Kakuzu thrust into the Jashinist, making him cry out in pain. "Thanks for the warning, jack ass..." Hidan muttered sarcastically. Kakuzu smirked, "Come on, admit it, you like it when I do that." Hidan pouted but refused to answer. He shivered as he felt Kakuzu sink deep in before rocking into him slowly. After awhile, Kakuzu managed to find a steady pace and was slamming in fast and hard into the Jashinist, making him see stars with every well aimed thrust. "A-Ah...Kuzu...d-don't...stop...faster...harder," Hidan moaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ka...k-kaku.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say it," Kakuzu muttered, thrusting in harder than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kakuzu!" Hidan screamed as he came all over their stomach. Kakuzu grunted and gave a few more thrusts before coming deep within his lover. Kakuzu collapsed beside Hidan, completely spent. They stayed like that for a while, Hidan then turned to face Kakuzu, kissing him on the lips. Kakuzu gladly returned the kiss, sticking his tongue into Hidan's mouth. They hesitantly broke apart from air, desperately trying to catch their breath. "Happy birthday, jackass..." Hidan muttered, snuggling close to Kakuzu. "I love you, Hidan," Kakuzu breathed, wrapping an arm protectively around Hidan, "This was the best birthday present ever..." Hidan smiled as he let sleep wash over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXHKXH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE =D ...i fail at smut... *crawls into emo corner and dies* im really sorry mar-chan for letting this drag so long... and its not GOOD quality... T__T it SUCKS.... zzz oh well, hope you like it, if not... u can kill me for all i care. blah. and lol, hurray for randomly shouting tobi XD that was like the best part (other than the smut) to me ^^ had fun writting this... but the end result sucked.. so, yeah... bleah. i'd gladly take any request from anyone =D oh right and dont ask me how hidan got his voice back, i dont effin know. i mean, it was just a small cut... he should be able to regain his voice? ... o_0 i dunnoe. oh and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer : i do not own kakuzu or hidan nor naruto. if i did, the whole naruto anime would be filled with yaoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out~! &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4616196417290890112?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4616196417290890112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4616196417290890112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4616196417290890112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4616196417290890112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-finally-done-marly-chan-d.html' title='IT&apos;S FINALLY DONE MARLY-CHAN =D'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1401040761679832313</id><published>2008-03-21T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T22:16:24.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPFIRES ROCKS, YEAH!</title><content type='html'>WHOOTS ITS GOOD FRIDAY EVERYONE! XDD so yeahh.... srry so long nv post... was in sch camp from tues to thurs... damn sian la camp.. the only thing that was worth mentioning was the campfire.. I LOVE FIRE!!! *sitar'ed*&lt;br /&gt;me : DEMYX WTF WAS THAT FOR?&lt;br /&gt;demyx : fire sucks water is better *charkram'ed*&lt;br /&gt;axel : BOO-YAH!&lt;br /&gt;me : lol *sitar'ed* ... WTF.&lt;br /&gt;demyx : =DDD&lt;br /&gt;me : F*CK YOU! *sitar'ed &amp;amp; charkram'ed* ................ *emo emo* ...... *book'ed* WTF ZEXION I DIN DO NO SHIT TO U.&lt;br /&gt;zexion : im supposed to be emo, ur cramping mah style....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh.. -.-; im crazy, yeah..... *clay'ed* WTF&lt;br /&gt;deidara : STOP USIN MY CATCH PHRASE, YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;me : ... bleah... *puppet'ed*&lt;br /&gt;sasori : bulls eye!&lt;br /&gt;........ .... =.=lll right... ima high on shugar behbayy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right right... mar-mar-chan requested for me to do a hardcore yaoi smut of cloud x kadaj for like... forever... so yeah... this fic is dedicated to mar-mar-chan. ehh.. rated N17 for sexual?content... and... gore? wadeva. this is YAOI bitches, if ya dun like, dun read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tittle - damn regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The moon is shining bright&lt;br /&gt;The mood is feeling right&lt;br /&gt;I'll kiss you on your neck&lt;br /&gt;People will stare but we won't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're high above the ground&lt;br /&gt;We're nowhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;Empowered by adrenaline&lt;br /&gt;Feel I've been born again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Panting heavily, Cloud looked across the open plain as he stood on the roof of a broken castle. &lt;em&gt;"Stop hiding..."&lt;/em&gt; He sighed as he jumped down towards the ground and started to pick up his pace again. &lt;em&gt;"Don't run away anymore..."&lt;/em&gt; Running across the plain, he scanned around the area trying to spot the one person he needed so much. &lt;em&gt;"Please come back..."&lt;/em&gt; He then spotted foot prints on the ground which were heading into the forest. &lt;em&gt;"Kadaj...I need you..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again, I am repeating myself&lt;br /&gt;And I know it is kind for you&lt;br /&gt;To sit and pretend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The forest was wrecked; fallen trees were strayed all across the place, the once green grass was stained red by blood, and the river was corrupted crimson. Cloud spun around and began following the river up stream; hopefully it will lead him to his goal. &lt;em&gt;"Come on Kadaj...where are you!?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn regret, I'll try to forget&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about me 'cause I'm refined&lt;br /&gt;Cast my line to see what's behind&lt;br /&gt;Did you think you'd persuade me to let you go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He was breathless, gasping for air. Then, he spotted a sword lying on the floor. He quickly picked it up and in one glance, he knew it was Souba. &lt;em&gt;"Kadaj..."&lt;/em&gt; His heart was racing; there was hope...A small glimmer of hope... He begin shouting Kadaj's name as he ran throughout the forest; Kadaj was here – he knew he was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm wishing you were here&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is my fear&lt;br /&gt;Alone I am myself&lt;br /&gt;No reason left for me to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distracted by the sound&lt;br /&gt;I hear footsteps all around&lt;br /&gt;Empowered by adrenaline&lt;br /&gt;Feel I've been born again&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sun was setting and he was tired and hungry as fuck, but finding Kadaj was his first priority. He then heard soft sobbing noises. &lt;em&gt;"It must be him! Kadaj... Kadaj!"&lt;/em&gt; He jumped across the small stream, turning behind an old tree and there he saw him... Kadaj was wrapping his arms around his knees, head down, sobbing as tears rolled down. His shirt was stained red and blood was still dripping from his wounds. There were huge crimson cuts on his arms, chest, back and knees; anyone could see that he had been fighting with someone no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kadaj!" Cloud shouted as he ran towards Kadaj, kneeling down and pulling the silver-haired teen into his arms. Kadaj looked at Cloud in shock and horror. He quickly pushed Cloud away, "Ni-san, why are you here!?" he screamed as tears streamed from his eyes. "I know you hate me, you wanted me to leave didn't you!? Why are you here!? Here to actually check if I'm really dead!? Well I'm not, and what are you going to do!? KILL ME WITH YOUR OWN HANDS!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the only one I turn to&lt;br /&gt;When I feel like no-one's there&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm lonely in my darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;You give me the power&lt;br /&gt;To sit and pretend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"NO! I was finding you! Please, come back with---"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come back with you? After what you said and did, how could you expect me to come back with you!?" Kadaj retorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Flashback ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look Kadaj, you should stop getting into fights so often. Almost every day you'll come back home beaten up, bleeding from head to toe!" Cloud confronted as he bandaged Kadaj's left arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can take care of myself, you don't need to complain!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No you can't! If you could, you wouldn't always end up like this, and I wouldn't always have to clean you up!" Cloud was yelling by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If it's such a pain then stop taking care of me!" Kadaj was on his feet and yelled as loud as Cloud, if not louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As if, if I did, you'd end up dead! I have to take care of you and that's final!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadaj felt tears rise to his eyes, "So now you're saying I'm nothing but a burden to you!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ARGH! FORGET IT, YOU'RE IMPOSSIBLE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well at least I have a heart to feel! You're nothing but an empty container, you'll never know how it's like to love someone, to care for someone---"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadaj stumbled back from the force used; he was now bleeding from his upper lip. He felt tears streaming down his cheeks. He then turned and ran out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ End Flashback ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kadaj, I---"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forget it! Just...go back home... Leave me alone..." Kadaj turned away, wiping off his tears with his only movable arm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn regret, I'll try to forget&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about me&lt;br /&gt;'Cos I'm real fine&lt;br /&gt;Cast my line&lt;br /&gt;To see what's behind&lt;br /&gt;Did you think you persuaded me to let you go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"What makes you think I'm letting you leave!? YOU'RE COMING BACK WITH ME AND THAT'S FINAL!" Cloud shouted as he lunged forward and grabbed the collar of Kadaj's cloak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No!" Kadaj retorted, pushing away Cloud's hand. "I'm not going to be a burden!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"W-What...?" Cloud stuttered, completely dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Forget it, Ni-san... Just leave me alone." Kadaj begin to walk away, but realized Cloud's hand was grabbing the sleeve of his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me go!" Kadaj begin pulling away, but Cloud lunged forward and held Kadaj tight in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kadaj, I'm not letting you go unless you explain why you think you're a burden." Kadaj stopped moving, falling limp onto Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadaj sighed, "You think I'm a burden, you practically said so this morning..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud was silent for a moment, then he remembered, "Do you remember exactly what I said?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You said you have to take care of me, I asked if that made me a burden, and you called me impossible." Tears welled up in Kadaj's eyes as he recalled their fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud reached up and brushed the tears away. "Kadaj, I don't think you're a burden. I was just thinking about taking care of you; about how much I love it, and how much I hate myself for it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Huh?" Kadaj didn't understand; he didn't understand a single thing....why was Cloud always so confusing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love being that one that takes care of you, the one that makes you feel better; the one who makes you smile after you've been hurt. But it's gotten to the point where I'm almost happy that you end up hurt, because then I can make you happy. It makes me sick how selfish I can be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadaj stared at Cloud for a moment, unsure of how to respond. He settled for resting his head on the crook of Cloud’s neck. "I'm sorry..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud shook his head, "No, I should be the one who's sorry. I started it all, and I even hurt you so badly... I'm so sorry. Could I repay you by bandaging all your wounds again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadaj smiled as he wiped his tears away and slowly nodded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The moon is shining bright&lt;br /&gt;The mood is feeling right&lt;br /&gt;I'll kiss you on your neck&lt;br /&gt;People'll stare and we won't care&lt;br /&gt;We're high above the ground&lt;br /&gt;We're nowhere to be found&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"A-Ah Ni-san...!" Kadaj was moaning loudly as Cloud trusted in and out of him. He saw stars dance across his vision as Cloud hit his sweet spot over and over again. "Ngh...Ah!" He moaned as he climaxed on their stomachs and Cloud came right after him. Both men were trying to catch their breath, panting heavily, desperate for air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ni-san..." Kadaj brushed his lips against the crook of Cloud's neck as their legs intertwined with each other. Cloud wrapped an arm protectively around Kadaj, placing a kiss on his neck. "I love you..." Cloud tilted Kadaj's chin up with his other hand, bringing their lips together again, "I love you too, Kadaj..." &lt;em&gt;Cloud may be confusing at times... but to Kadaj, this was the time when everything was as clear as water... Cloud had a heart to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~~~~ END ~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;disclaimer : i dont own cloud or kadaj, if i did, they'll be screwing each other now and i wont be typing this cos i'll be busy watching them. flamers will be used to burn mas selamat. the song used in this is called 'damn regret' (yes, that's where i got the tittle for this fic from) by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. i dont own the song either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so... blah. there u go mar-mar-chan. happy? =P u better... i spent like... 1hr? writting this... and i should be eating dinner by now... blah. ima hungry... so yeah. but...eh not much smut... only..... emoness?? wadeva. bah, ima crazy now.. funneh, cos there's a full moon today... heh *claymore'ed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WTF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saix : I LOVE DAH MOON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me : looks like someone's high.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saix : MOON, FTW!!! =DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me : saix = sailor moon... WAHAHAHAHAHA *lightsaber'ed* WTF MANSEX STOP DAT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xemnas : I AM NOT MANSEX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me : yes u r, m-a-n-s-e-x. =D *charkram'ed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;axel : DUN RUIN MAH S-T-Y-L-E, GOT IT MEMORIZED?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me : yesh sir.... T____T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blah... ima gotta go now... oh wait... ita-chan said i fail at maths... WELL, ITA-CHAN, APPARENTLY I PWN AT MATHS. i'll prove it now once and for all, eg - Xemnas + Saix + bed = hot yaoi smex. see??? I PWN YER CASE MAN!!!!! =DDDDDD right... i really gotta go now... buhbye =DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1401040761679832313?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1401040761679832313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1401040761679832313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1401040761679832313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1401040761679832313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/03/campfires-rocks-yeah.html' title='CAMPFIRES ROCKS, YEAH!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-2998528485982217982</id><published>2008-03-13T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T10:31:35.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAZETTE FOREVA~</title><content type='html'>YAY CHANGED BLOGSKIN. AGAIN. YEAH! GazettE ROCKS! HELL YEAHHH! i wan their album... *sobs* ... Uruha ish da best! HE IS SHOOOO SMEXY *drools on keyboard* eeeww... mah keyboard ishh dirty... T___T srry... ima little hyper on sugar... &gt;_&gt;;; ... so... ITZ DA HOLIDAYS YA'LL!! SHOOOO HAPPPYYYYY NO NEED GO SCH FOR 1 WEEK. WHOOTSSS!! but... 1 week nia... wtf &gt;_&gt;;; damn short lor. nuuuu moma i dun wanna go tuh sch... T______T *emo emo* ... ok srsly, im high on sugar...... like duh~! i think im schizophrenic or sth... gotta stop myself from eatin too much sugar... *shot* but.. i like shuugarrr *puppy dog eyes* NU. STOP. EATING. SUGAR. *chakram'ed* ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: AXEL STOP DOIN THAT&lt;br /&gt;Axel: like i care.&lt;br /&gt;..... *sobs in corner*  ... *claymore'ed*&lt;br /&gt;Me: WTF SAIX FUCK OFF.&lt;br /&gt;Saix: =PPPP&lt;br /&gt;Me: .... *slaps saix* MUHAHAH--- *stabed* FUCK U MANSEX!&lt;br /&gt;Xemnas: IM NOT MANSEX.&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh yesh u r ^^ *claymore'ed* KAY FINE U ARENT.&lt;br /&gt;Xemnas &amp;amp; Saix: BOO-YAH!&lt;br /&gt;.... ima gettin bullied by orgy XIII T____T y du ya all bully me? its because of my glasses isnt it!? (&lt;&lt;- line copyrighted by... someone on youtube. cant rmb who. dotz) meow. ... now b4 i signoff... i needta say sumthin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;SPARTA&lt;br /&gt;TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;WE&lt;br /&gt;DINE&lt;br /&gt;IN&lt;br /&gt;HELL&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only two things are infinite;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The universe and Human Stupidity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm not sure about the Universe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-2998528485982217982?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2998528485982217982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=2998528485982217982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2998528485982217982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2998528485982217982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/03/gazette-foreva.html' title='GAZETTE FOREVA~'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-2856410670249541385</id><published>2008-03-06T15:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T15:59:52.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian. just came back from lunch... eh, srry so long nv post. i just thought that if i update w/o a fanfic, ita-chan will kill me... so yeah. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before readin the fic, let me vent my anger. today the freaking IPW cher make us stay back. the reason? i dunno. i think she just likes to waste our time. cos arh, at first she come into class she ask us quiet. then after awhile we all quiet down le hor, she say she dun wan teach and ask us stay back. what the bloody fuck lar? whats her freaking problem sia. waste our time nia. she wan waste time waste her own la waste our time for wad? nah beh. then hor in her period wtf we do? we sit there do nth. kns lar. the class so damn bloody effin quiet lor. she got fucking brain problem de sia. so...yeah damn buay song lar.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....err... yesh yesh... story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning... eh ... shonen ai meaning boyxboy love. no flamers. no such thing as "eeww" or whatever crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, read and comment! =D&lt;br /&gt;err... pairing ishhh Zexion x Marluxia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tittle - Love Hurts&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;Rain pelted down heavily on the window. The sky outside Castle Oblivion was covered by a black blanket. Zexion sighed as he looked out of a huge tainted window in the library. He could see nothing but darkness and mist. The view was fogged by the rain. He walked towards the huge doors and casted a spell for it to open. He decided to go to the kitchen for dinner. It was past midnight and he was sure the other organization members were already sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked down the dark halls with destination in mind, but a silhouette of a human figure blocked his path. "Hello Zexy. Where are you going this late at night?" a female voice chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zexion cringed at his nickname, "Get out of the way, Larxene." He knew right away it was Larxene; she was the only female in the organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larxene snorted, "I should really teach you some manners." With that, the blood thirsty female summoned her weapon and charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zexion jumped out of the way just in time to dodge the attack. He casted a spell and Larxene was smashed against the wall. Larxene threw one of her daggers straight at the boy, aiming for the chest. The dagger stabbed through Zexion like a knife through butter. Luckily, it missed any critical spots. Zexion spat blood out of his mouth; he knew if this continued, he won't get out of here alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He casted another spell, but Larxene was far more experienced then him and she dodged the attack. Larxene laughed, "Too tough for you, Zexy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up!" Zexion screamed as he casted yet another spell. Larxene was barely damaged and she charged straight for the boy, managing to stab one of her daggers through his left hand. Larxene then pulled out the knife and licked it, tasting crimson liquid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zexion stumbled against the wall; he knew it was all over. Larxene chuckled maniacally, "I've tasted blood, now I want more..." She grabbed a bunch of Zexion's hair, forcing him to look at her. She smirked and held out her dagger, sliding it against his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of nowhere, a huge blade slapped her dagger away. She traced down the blade and saw its owner. "Didn't superior warn you not to kill anyone in the organization?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go away flower boy, you have nothing to do with this," Larxene hissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well look who's talking. You have no right to harm the boy," Marluxia retorted and swung his scythe, hitting Larxene's chest. She stumbled back, coughing out blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larxene was furious. "Don't think you can get out of here alive," she screeched, lightning forming at her fingertips. Marluxia quickly summoned vines which caught Larxene off guard and she was flung towards the window. The window shattered as a bolt of lightning flashed through the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A second after, Marluxia screamed. He didn't see a dagger coming straight at him, and it hit him at his torso, near his upper thigh. He wasn't ready to give up, he held up his scythe with one hand, the other clutching his thigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larxene stood up, left arm dripping in blood. "I'll let you off...for now," she muttered as she summoned a portal and disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You alright?" Marluxia asked as he kneeled beside Zexion who was currently stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zexion merely nodded. "You're hurt..." he murmured, staring at Marluxia with sapphire eyes. "You're hurt because of me..." Zexion managed to choke out as tears flooded his eyes. "I'm so sorry Marluxia..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marluxia smiled and pulled Zexion close, "It's okay," he muttered. "Because I can endure any pain for you."&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zexy, mar-mar and larx belong to squareenix and disney. i dont own any of them.&lt;br /&gt;story belongs to me, so no ripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right... this was handed up as my compo for eng class. lolz. so now ya know y its just fluff and no smut... i really wanted to put smut in there... but cher will kill me... so yeah. XD i know its crappy so criticise all you want.... =.=lll and err... I JUST MIGHT ....open ur eyes and see... MIGHT. M-I-G-H-T MIGHT. PUT SMUT IN IT.... RIGHT. I SAID MIGHT. SEE IT? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh... another story. XD fluff again. no smut. its HikaKao and TamaKyou from Ouran High School Host Club. (yes, i watch things other than yaoi... *sweatdrop*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read and comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tittle - Dairy&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on any longer. It hurts, it really does. I thought I wasn't such a loser; thought I wouldn't have to do such a thing, but I don't care anymore! Seeing someone you love kissing someone else; it's just utterly depressing. I cared for him so much... I thought I could bear to suffer silently just to see him happy. But I guess I'm selfish, I want him all for myself... How I wish he could kiss me once, just once, passionately and lovingly, hugging me close. But I know that that's only a dream, a dream never meant to come true. He has someone else in his life now, and I know I should probably find someone else too. But whenever I hug someone else, whenever I kiss someone else, it's just not the same. I know he's also a guy, that he's my twin, and that for me to love him this way...it's wrong, all so wrong... I don't know why I fell in love with him, maybe it's because he seems so perfect, maybe it's because we're both so alike but at the same time, different in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love blind? No, it isn't. Love isn't blind, it can never be. If love is blind, I would have found a partner by now. If love is blind, I wouldn't feel so empty deep down inside. It isn't blind, it's just hurtful, painful, and utterly devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want him to be happy, but I guess after this, he'd probably hate me for life. I can't blame him though; it's my fault it all came down to this. If I wasn't such an idiot, I would have told him how I felt long ago. And maybe things won't be as bad as now. But it's all too late... I can't change his feelings for that girl... I can't make him love me... I can't do anything anymore because it hurts so damn bad inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry, Hikaru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So this is the cause of that?" Kyouya asked, staring at the torn page of Kaoru's diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haruhi slowly nodded, too downhearted to say a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyouya sighed, putting the piece of paper that was stained with blood and tears down onto the table, then shifted his attention to Hikaru's dead body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I should have known..." Haruhi whispered to no one in particular, "I just...should have known..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyouya patted Haruhi on the shoulder, "Don't worry, it's not your fault." Then, he walked out of the room, leaving the poor girl with her dead 'boyfriend' in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hikaru committed suicide because of Kaoru?" Tamaki asked, shaking his head and sighing deeply. "Kaoru should have just told Hikaru! I mean, Hikaru committed suicide because Kaoru did the same – that means it's obvious that they love each other!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, so that's why I'm glad that I told you how I felt for you." Kyouya smirked, biting Tamaki's collar bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mhmm..." Tamaki agreed. "I love you Kyou-chan..."&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamaki, kyouya, hikaru, kaoru and haruhi belong to.... whoever created them. not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there =D happy ita-chan? and note... the TamaKyou part was just added in for the heck of it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right right... now... i'll go slack =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-2856410670249541385?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2856410670249541385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=2856410670249541385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2856410670249541385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2856410670249541385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/03/sian.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-5032190027195820488</id><published>2008-03-01T16:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:25:41.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL HAIL ORGY XIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cTyLw9B7570/R8kRsj1sevI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_pyZGq5nD2o/s1600-h/Evil_Laugh___.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yay~ i finally got a axel action figgy. =D naow all i need ish roxy baby to make them do...things... *laughs evily* oh yeah, speakin of laughs.... i found this picy on deviantART.com...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://keysha-chan.deviantart.com/art/Evil-Laugh-KH2-comic-43902786"&gt;http://keysha-chan.deviantart.com/art/Evil-Laugh-KH2-comic-43902786&lt;/a&gt;  lulz. teh pic is done by her - not me. i have nothing to do wif that pic. all copyright goes to her and disney. =D her comics = PWNAGE XD. oh and this comic was based on the part of kh2 where sora goes to hollow bastion. if ya dont get teh comic, watch the vid below. demdem's laugh is ard 2:05 of the clip. PH3AR DEMDEM and his dorky laugh XD dont get me wrong, his laugh is cute =3 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z87qTUxxXhk" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmss... theres a blog dat i share wif my frens. teh linky ish &lt;a href="http://www.4horny-gals.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.4horny-gals.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; =D go visit, yeah =D i may post there ocasionally @_@;;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-5032190027195820488?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5032190027195820488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=5032190027195820488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5032190027195820488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5032190027195820488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-hail-orgy-xiii.html' title='ALL HAIL ORGY XIII'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4872511125321120028</id><published>2008-02-28T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T16:39:01.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xemsaix is love XD</title><content type='html'>sian arhs. nth to do ders. mehx. tml swiming kns. damn sian lar. i dun like swiming lesson T__T but nvms. tml our modern dance coach coming YAY *is happy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermss... in geo class damn sians. so i wrote this fic and went home to type it in my comp... u know the drill, read, enjoy, comment. thnks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. pairing ish xemnas x saix from kingdom hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning.... contians..shonen-ai = light fluff... yea... fluff. no smut, only fluff. *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tittle - broken promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single rain drop flickered down, landing beyond the horizon. Not long after, the once beautiful view was covered by a sheet of darkness as the heavy rain started to pour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loud, deafening sound of thunder was heard after a blot of lightning stabbed onto a mountain top. A hooded figure walked alone through the thick forestation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You don't have to do this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's okay, I'll be fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, it's too dangerous. I'll go alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Xemnas, I'll be fine, don't worry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What if---"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I promise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xemnas stopped beside a waterfall, a faint ghost of a smile flickered across his lips. He sighed as he looked up onto the sky, rain splattering on his face. "Saix..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xemnas sighed. He needed to go for this mission. He knew if he told Saix, he would want to go with him too. But if he didn't...Saix would give him a hard time when he gets back. He sighed again, yes, he decided to tell Saix.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xemnas took out a knife – yes, that'd be a rather less painful death...less painful then the day Saix left him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their enemy chuckled. Xemnas spat blood out of his mouth. They have been greatly over powered. Their enemy was strong – far stronger than anything he'd ever fought. "Saix, run, run away...we can't...win like this," he panted between breaths of air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saix shook his head, "I can't leave you like this." He was panting heavily as well, left arm unusable and was bleeding from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't leave, you'll fucking die!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't care..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I care!" Xemnas retorted, "I fucking care! Get out of here! Forget about me!" He then turned his attention back to their enemy, but he was nowhere in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Looking for me?" the mage chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xemnas turned back, and there the mage was, using magic to lift a sword over Xemnas's head. The mage lifted his hand, "Good bye, Xemnas." Xemnas closed his eyes, preparing himself for the death he thought was coming---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all he heard was a scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He quickly opened his eyes and scanned around the area. And the dreadful sight horrified him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saix!" he shouted, rushing fast enough to catch Saix before he fell onto the ground. Saix had killed the mage...he killed the mage and sacrificed himself...for Xemnas's sake. Saix let go of his claymore that was used to kill the mage and turned to smile at Xemnas, "Broke my promise...sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No Saix, you can't die! You can't leave me alone!" Xemnas shouted, pulling the magician's sword away from Saix's deeply wounded chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saix lifted his arm to wipe off tears that were flowing down Xemnas's cheek, leaving a streak of blood there. "Xemnas...you're beautiful..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xemnas ignored Saix's statement and continued, "I'll get you back to the castle, we can still save—"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No...don't...I can't...hold on any...longer..." Saix's voice was coarse and soft as tears stained his eyes, "Promise me...don't hurt yourself because of me... I don't want you...to be hurt anymore than this..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Promise," Xemnas whispered as he held Saix close, slowly pulling him to their last kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xemnas lifted the knife a few inches above his chest. "Broke my promise, sorry Saix," he muttered, then, killed himself. &lt;em&gt;"Saix, don't worry, you won't be lonely anymore..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. i know it sucks... i just needed something to do at that point of time =.=lll i was fuckeh bored. haizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today damn funny. its well known in 1A that j_____ like y_____ . y_____ wanted to tell sj about sumthin then i interupted her and said that y_____ says that she like j_____ . sj go tell jk and erman. then the whole class laugh like shit. lolz. y_____ cry sia... like ZOMG. =.=lll liddat also cry. kns... last time ppl liddat make fun of me i also nv cry de lorz. mehxx.... lamez.. dunno she cry for wad sia. crazy kia. humphs. den hor IPW damn sian. sit there for 1 period chit chat about crap XD serious. ... we didnt do anything lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i was bored. so... i'll post vids here kay? really crappy vids i saw on youtube. damn funny tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and teh tittle for this one is "HIDAN'S HAPPY SONG." yeah! i love this song XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Xq-SMFVIOg" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tish ishhh a very FAMOUS song. teh tittle of this vid is "XIGBAR IS GAY." hear it, and you'd know the song. if you dont then... GET A LIFE. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ku-6SR_zwTI" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bleh... thats all folks =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4872511125321120028?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4872511125321120028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4872511125321120028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4872511125321120028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4872511125321120028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/02/xemsaix-is-love-xd.html' title='xemsaix is love XD'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-8918098761459976030</id><published>2008-02-22T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T18:43:40.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in sch naowww....</title><content type='html'>ima usin tha comp in sch... damn sian lor. waiting for modern dance to start... waii... start at 2pm.. so sian lar. just now go beside our sch de coffee shop eat. sheng jie and joshua go pour dunno wad shit inside the soup sia. got chilli ... cucumber.. oil... and lots of crap la! taste like shit ... a little spicy... den salty like HELL. den we play sissors paper stone. who lose must drink the soup...  then joshua was like keep winning lar wth. sheng jie lose like hell. lol XD. i drank the soup like 3-4 times lor. yuckyyy =.=... gtg le... buaii ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-8918098761459976030?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8918098761459976030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=8918098761459976030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8918098761459976030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8918098761459976030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) love is more than care and concern for the other party. and even more than lust and desires. so what is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) whats wrong with being bisexual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) why is my class so childish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) why do i second guess everything and doubt everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) why do i hurt others just to get answers to my questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) the world needs to be more open minded, but how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) i hate babies, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) i dont have emotions, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....that's all... for now. my heart hurts again... fuck. i dont even know why.... feels like i have a heart....... but its just a fucking...thing... not that i didnt know it was there but.... i need to learn to fucking feel for people.... god damn it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now... rant. yes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my fucking sonnet. i know it sucks. im not into poetry anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is found in hatred; hatred is found in love.&lt;br /&gt;love is nothing but a word,&lt;br /&gt;no true meanings behind it all,&lt;br /&gt;just hurting me, making me fall.&lt;br /&gt;the heart and spirit,&lt;br /&gt;both two in one,&lt;br /&gt;but one is not one; never calm.&lt;br /&gt;two hearts joined together only increases the pain;&lt;br /&gt;two souls joined together will never be forever.&lt;br /&gt;seperated as they are, trying to find something new.&lt;br /&gt;casting away their hatred for each other, they came to love again;&lt;br /&gt;but only to break up several moments later, filled with hatred and agonization, so.&lt;br /&gt;lament me to thy hearts' song, let me know what it's like to love and hate;&lt;br /&gt;the feelings once lost, will never be found again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it sucks. didnt know where it came from anyway. it just popped into my head...&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;playing my recorder now.... and dunno where the tune comes from but sounds nice... really. everything just seems to pop into my head..... geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-3558215512956718048?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3558215512956718048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=3558215512956718048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3558215512956718048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3558215512956718048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/02/mah-fucken-rant.html' title='mah fucken rant'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-2875654081022282471</id><published>2008-02-18T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:13:12.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no post X3</title><content type='html'>okayy... i know i havent posted for a long time... so you guys get a MASS update now. firstly, happy belated v-day to all. secondly, i got a dei and saso plushie! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; *ish freaking happy* thirdly, its common test week now so i wont be updating on any of the role plays. gomen. and lastly, i wun be playing any rpg games for awhile. im busy. so... yeah. thats that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. firstly, this story contains yaoi. dont read if you dont like yaoi/shonen-ai/boyxboy pairings. this story is dedicated to itachi for giving me the pleasure of enjoying the best crossover pairing ever - kakashi (from naruto) x aki ( from sensitive pornograph) HURRAY FOR ITACHI-KUN *bows down* and dear sweet yoru for waiting so long for me to reply on the kakuhidan role play. like i said, gomenasai. i was busy .... gah. shooo.. you guys get this 3 and a half page of my new story of kakashi x aki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME - chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the ringing school bell filled the school. It was already getting dark outside and the bell had just ended the day. A certain white-haired boy made his way back to the school dorm, pushing past throngs of students. He had made his way to the canteen when he heard an all too familiar voice. "Hatake-san, I need to speak with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy in question turned around to face Itachi, the school's student councilor. In truth, he didn’t know how this boy managed to get himself into such a high position in the school; sure he was bright, smart and talented, but he lacked one thing – friendliness. "What is it, Itachi-kun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I assume that you aren't busy today, Hatake-san?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does it matter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi noticed the smirk on Itachi's lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, of course not; you have got no choice in this matter anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hm?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To cut the long talk short, the dorm leader wishes to speak with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Light-sama wants to speak with me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did I not make myself clear, Hatake-san?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi grumbled something incoherent under his breath, "If that's all you want to speak to me about, I'll be going then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, Hatake-san; you may go now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi turned and made his way to the dorm leader's room. Note to self: Itachi – a bright, smart and talented kid, but lacks friendliness AND respect. That brat was still a freshman in the academy, and Kakashi was a year older than him. Was that brat never taught to respect his elders? Kakashi sighed; he hated that brat. Yes, he hated Uchiha Itachi, right to the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sighed. The sign on the door stated: West Wing Dorm Leader – Light Yagami. Oh well, might as well get this over with. In truth, he didn't know what the dorm leader needed to talk to him about. &lt;em&gt;"Maybe he wants to praise you for something good...that you didn't remember doing... No. Be optimistic, Kakashi. That's right. There's nothing to be afraid about."&lt;/em&gt; Kakashi took a deep breath and knocked on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hm? Come in,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi slowly turned the handle and the door creaked open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, Kakashi, it's you. There's a spare bed in your room, right? So, here's your new room mate I want you to meet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi's jaw practically dropped. A new room mate!? Why now!? It was so sudden that he didn't know how to react. Sure he knew that people in the dorms stayed in rooms of two, but he had been staying alone for the past year and was so used to the quietness in the room---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kakashi, his name is Aki. He's a year younger than you and had just transferred in. Anyway, please take good care of him. As you can see, he's not quite used to this new environment. I'd trust you to take care of him. For now, please show him the way to your room."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi nodded, then turned to his new room mate. He had grey hair and a pair of beautiful hazel eyes. He was adverting his gaze, staring forcefully at the floor. To Kakashi, he looked perfect, strands of hair covering his eyes, blushing slightly as he was. Not to mention the blue school uniform that he donned matched nicely with his good looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakashi then noticed that he was staring at the boy, he turned away, feeling slightly foolish. He then waved his hand, mentioning for Aki to follow him. Aki silently trailed down the hall way, keeping a safe distance away from Kakashi. Aki didn't seem to mind the silence, but it was, however, getting on Kakashi's nerves. "Which class are you in?" Kakashi asked, trying to break the vile silence. "1.1" Aki replied, not showing any interest in the conversation at all. "Wow, that's the top class! You must be really smart." This time, Aki turned away, not bothering to answer. Kakashi frowned; what was wrong with this kid? Here he was trying to start a conversation and that guy wasn't even paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, finally after a long bout of silence, "We're here," Kakashi said, stopping in front of the door. Aki didn't notice Kakashi stopped and bumped onto his back. "Sorry," Aki muttered as he stepped into the room. Kakashi sighed, this kid wasn't too friendly, eh? He hoped Aki was nothing like Itachi; that stupid hell of a brat weasel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm going to take a bath," Aki announced, and not really bothering if Kakashi saw, started to take off his tie and jacket. After throwing the clothes on his bed, Aki then started to unbutton his shirt, slowly taking it off and accidentally threw it onto Kakashi's head. "Hey, watch it! What the---" Kakashi stared at the topless Aki for awhile, then he blushed furiously, "What the hell! Can't you take off your clothes in the toilet!?" "We're both guys, what's your problem?" Aki stated, then busied himself with unbuttoning his pants. "What the--- Argh!" Kakashi groaned in frustration and buried his head onto his pillow. &lt;em&gt;"Oh there's no problem alright, it's just that you're too hot and I'm going to have a fucking nose bleed because of you!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the sound of the toilet door closing, Kakashi then sat up.&lt;em&gt; "No use staying here when there's nothing to do..."&lt;/em&gt; He then stood up and walked to the door, closing it behind him. He then stared at the empty hall way for awhile, before deciding to take a walk in the school garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Kakashi, I heard that Aki's your new room mate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, where's he?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you want to know anyway...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aw, come on! Just tell me where he is!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Last time I saw him, he was in my room."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait!" Kakashi called out, but the blonde had already disappeared. &lt;em&gt;"Wonder what that pervert wants with Aki..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a knock on the door. Aki went to open the door and was shocked to see the person who was standing there. "Aki-chan~~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"D-D-Demyx?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demyx smiled, "I missed you, Aki-chan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh...huh... Oh, how are you and Axel getting along?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demyx chuckled, "We broke up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"W-What--- Why?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well he kind of dumped me and went out with a kid named Roxas. I didn't mind though... I was getting tired of him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aki frowned, "What was that supposed to mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second time, Demyx chuckled. "You're really slow, aren't you, Aki-chan?" With that, Demyx pushed Aki towards the wall and kissed him, forcing his tongue into Aki's mouth. Aki struggled and tried to push Demyx away but to no avail. In terms of physical strength, Demyx was obviously stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a harsh long kiss, Demyx finally broke away for air. "Demyx, why---" Demyx cut him off, "You have no idea how long I wanted this." Then, he bit down on Aki's neck, drawing blood. Aki cried out in pain, "A-Ah! Dem...S-Stop...please..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hm? I thought you were used to this by now, my dear sweet Aki." Demyx pulled Aki's shirt off and threw it on the floor. He then kissed Aki on the lips, slowly moving down to kiss his neck and went down to his chest, leaving fresh red marks on Aki's pale skin as he moved along. Demyx started to unzip Aki's pants, pulling it off, boxers and all in one swift movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demyx spun Aki around so that Aki's back was now facing him. He then forced Aki to bend over and without warning, Demyx pushed two fingers in. Aki screamed as tears begin to flood his eyes. "Please...s-stop...plea--- Ah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aki, scream my name, scream it," Demyx purred as he forced the third finger in. And to his pleasure, it made Aki scream out his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________ CHAP 1 - END - _____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont own any of the characters.&lt;br /&gt;itachi and kakashi © masashi kishimoto&lt;br /&gt;light yagami © tsugumi ohba and takeshi obata&lt;br /&gt;aki © ashika sakura&lt;br /&gt;demyx © square enix and disney&lt;br /&gt;BUT! i own the story. SO NO STEALERS. stealers will be used to bake cookies for itachi and yoru to thank them for their support and ideas. PH3AR ME AND MYGIANT MUTANT PEANUT CARRYING GAARA! MUHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo... poor aki-chan. BUT! dont kill me~ it gets better later on~ and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO! I DONT HATE DEMYX! HE IS ONE OF MY FAV CHARS IN KHII! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so hope that keeps crazy fangirls/fanboys from killing me when i sleep. yesh, i have a reason for making demyx do this in this chap~ you'll see why later on. and the thing about itachi... i wanted to use sasuke, but since i HATE sasuke i'll use itachi cos it gets really fluffy with aki and itachi later on. OOPS! I SAID TOO MUCH. *SHOT* ....... more smut and fluff coming later~ (: toodles~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;optimism isnt always the answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;example 1:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(house burning down)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;owner: help! half my house is on fire!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;optimist: yes, but half your house ISNT on fire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;example 2:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;optimist: help! half my house ISNT on fire!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fireman: then why are you calling?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;optimist: IDK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-2875654081022282471?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2875654081022282471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=2875654081022282471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2875654081022282471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2875654081022282471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-time-no-post-x3.html' title='long time no post X3'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-3660526477978559111</id><published>2008-02-08T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T11:13:26.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year :))))))</title><content type='html'>yay new year ishh here~ on wed night i go wif my family to china town damn nice sia. so many ppl there~ then hor got some fucking ppl walk cannot walk properly must push lai push qu de lor. kns... then i found the lion puppet verii cute sia~! i ask my mum buy... wahahah~ den after that rush to explanade watch fireworks~ damn nice~!!! whole 5 mins of fireworks sia~! i was like wow-ing all the way. then after fireworks finish i shouted "happy new year" to everyone. lol. damn high that day lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ytd go bai nian... wahha damn alot ang pow. today get MORE. muahahahah. $$$$ wo shi money face $____$ XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so .... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR AND WISH ALL OF YOU GOT LOTS AND LOTS OF $~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-3660526477978559111?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3660526477978559111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=3660526477978559111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3660526477978559111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3660526477978559111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-year.html' title='new year :))))))'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1616829582101227422</id><published>2008-02-06T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:05:06.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>okay, i know this is too early, but still, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and for the new year, you get my latest KakuHidan fic entittled - &lt;em&gt;Important&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;"Hey 'Kuzu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Damn it, hey, 'Kuzu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'KUZU WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can't you just shut the hell up for once?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hell no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Kuzu! Stop fucking ignoring me like that, it's freaking pissing me off to hell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Akatsuki banker turned around to face his partner, expression unreadable. "Ok. What the hell do you want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God damn it! Were you even fucking listening to me!? I asked you what the bloody fuck you were doing!" Hidan glared. He was getting pissed with his partner. He just didn't like it when Kakuzu ignored him like that, it's like as if he didn't exist at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Counting," was the only answer he gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what the fuck are you counting?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Money." Another one worded answer. Kakuzu just didn't like talking very much did he? And he was counting money? All the ignoring-Hidan-and-make-him-angry-as-hell was just about COUNTING MONEY?! Hidan turned around, not wanting to face his partner anymore. Kakuzu frowned – what had he done wrong now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... 'Kuzu..." Hidan sighed, "Is money more important that me?" he asked, still not turning to face his partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question caught Kakuzu off guard. He didn't know what to say. Money or Hidan – which is more important? – That was the question. And the answer? "...No, of course not!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop lying Kakuzu. I know you hate me. To you...money is always more important than anything else...more important than me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakuzu's eyes widened. "Hidan...you...didn't swear for once." – was all he said. Really. It surprised him. This was the one-in-a-million heck of a sentence that you'd ever hear coming out from Hidan's mouth. He then went over to Hidan and kissed him gently on the lips. "And no, you are more important to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidan blushed three shades of pink. "Kaku- What did you- Why did you- What- How- I- WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakuzu smirked. "What? It was just a kiss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... 'Ku-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidan was silenced as Kakuzu kissed him again. Overcoming the initial shock, Hidan closed his eyes giving in to the kiss. After awhile, Hidan broke it, desperate for air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he regained his composure he said, "Am I really that freaking important to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. You are more important to me than life itself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'why' what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why am I so damn important to you? Why do you-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because," Kakuzu smirked, yanking off Hidan's shirt and pushing him on the bed, "I love you my dearest uke."&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESH! =O that's it. no smut, just fluff (: and i know it sucks. i have writers block rite now so no nasty comments or anything... and what has this got to do with chinese new year you ask? ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Jashin-sama said "let there be art!" and art was a bang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next Jashin-sama said "let there be Tobi!" and he was a good boy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then Jashin-sama said "let there be someone pure and innocent who will worship me for eternity!" but instead, he got Hidan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1616829582101227422?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1616829582101227422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1616829582101227422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1616829582101227422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1616829582101227422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-677102836841729429</id><published>2008-02-05T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:50:19.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puu&lt;33</title><content type='html'>found a place to dl yaoi animes and mangas &gt;&gt;  &lt;a href="http://aarinfantasy.com/forum"&gt;http://aarinfantasy.com/forum&lt;/a&gt; hope that helps nehss?? cny comming ler... rushing to write a fic for cny. gah. dunno wad to write... *shot* shooo gambate XP and YESH YESH YESH i finally found the anime i was looking for =DDDDD cant watch it now though...cos parents at home lol. its yaoi smut. cant watch. ltr my mom stare at me like "wtf?" lol. after cny then can watch. T~T -must have patience- *sits down quietly for 1 sec* ..... *runs around waving hands like a mad woman* "I NEED YAOI NOW" ...... wadeva. gonna go sleep now *yawn* tml must wake up early for cny celebration so yeah... nites =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-677102836841729429?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/677102836841729429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=677102836841729429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/677102836841729429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/677102836841729429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/02/puu33.html' title='puu&lt;33'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1012493406213089247</id><published>2008-02-03T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T10:57:01.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES YES YES!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;i finally got LOVELESS de manga!!! WHOOTS! bought it ytd night. HELL YEAH! got book 1 and 2 le~~!!! wh00t!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh..... shoo yesh. last nite kuu-chan got raped by a weasel and roxy got raped by a sushi. =D hurray for rl yaoi *drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;and......&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate a fucking damn girl in 1A. SHE SUCKS ASS! she damn bloody what lor. i can confirm 100% my whole class dun like her. she damn bloody unhumble sia. cos arh, on fri or thurs (forget liao) cher return us our maths class test. then she was like "ei i got 27/30 leh." 27/30 is highest in class mah, so she damn hao lian. sheng jie ask the class "who get 27 arh?" then she was like "ei i got 27 leh!!!" kns. she so FUCKING BLOODY HELL IRRITATING SIA. then hor, she got a new nike water bottle. she damn show off on the first day she got it sia. she keep holding up her bottle and pretend to drink... then put RIGHT INFRONT of me. WTF? WHAT THE BLOODY GOD DAMN FUCK DOES THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN? PUT INFRONT OF ME FOR WHAT?! bloody shit rite? then she go spray water on her hand for dunno what fucking reason and the water spray until me then i was like "walao eh." AND SHE CANT EVEN FUCKING SAY SORRY. ta ma de. and still got alot of freaking incident i dun wan say liao. walau. i tell u arh, one day i fucking cannot take it liao hor i will put freaking GLUE on her chair. then if liddat i still buay song hor i will SLAP HER INFRONT OF THE WHOLE CLASS. I AM FUCKING SERIOUS. IF I BLUFF U ALL I WILL SUFFER I FATE WORSE THAN DEATH. I SWEAR. GOD DAMN IT. damn buay song wif her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i think i got a fucking mood swing or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously lar. she damn what lor. feel like slapping her sia... then hor, her maths very good one la (yes, i admit. her maths is good. why shld'nt i admit? im not as fucking stuck up as her.) so is like cher give us questions to solve right? then she damn hao lian. she was like "oh. i know how to do. so easy." then she worked out the question and show me, "there. see? see? so easy right?" WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK IS THAT HUH? KAO LAR. I NEVER FUCKING ASK HER TO FREAKING WORK OUT THE GOD DAMN QUESTION AND SHOW ME THEN WHY THE BLOODY FUCK DID SHE SHOW ME? EASY. COS SHE FUCKING HAO LIAN. TA MA DE. FEEL LIKE KILLING SOMEONE NOW. FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i very buay song now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just shut up for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1012493406213089247?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1012493406213089247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1012493406213089247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1012493406213089247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1012493406213089247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/02/gahhhhhh.html' title='GAHHHHHH'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-9084234031794564029</id><published>2008-02-02T10:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:16:05.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waii~ kuuuuu-chaaannn =D</title><content type='html'>hm...kay. i'll take this opportunity to say gomen to tobi-kun, cause the roleplay is not done yet T__T soooo sorry. i was busy *cough* staring at yaoi *cough* i mean i was busy studying XP shoo yeshhh, sorry so long nv update on the roleplay, gomen-neh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-9084234031794564029?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/9084234031794564029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=9084234031794564029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/9084234031794564029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/9084234031794564029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/02/waii-kuuuuu-chaaannn-d.html' title='waii~ kuuuuu-chaaannn =D'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1371509203312313071</id><published>2008-02-01T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T20:43:13.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BLOODY FUCKING BORED.</title><content type='html'>sian nth to do nehss. waii~~ i wanna find 1 anime siaaaaa cannot find de T___T the tittle is "sensitive pornograph" yesh, a yaoi anime. YAOI. muhahahahahaaa *drools* i read the manga, but i wanna watch the anime too neh!!! and bleah, yaoi is not pervertic...its just...its...its SMEXY *DROOLS* XD im mad... gah. okay today suppose to go md but...heck care. i gonna get sick le, so bleah, no need go lor. damn. i think i got flu le lars. fuck. haiz. then hor... ytd suppose to go ccm, but. aiya, dun care! XD poteng sch~~~ bleah~~ who cares? MEHHXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. today chat wif yuki (from the anime called "gravitation") - aka known as itachi -  on msn. damn funny sia. we talked about yaoi (as usual) and then we were like talking about a anime called "loveless" then this was wad we chated about -:&lt;br /&gt;yuki - loveless is tryin to teach children that ALL butterflies are BLUE.&lt;br /&gt;ran (THAT'S ME! yes, im called ran now XD. and who is yoru, u ask? yoru is daaaaannnaaaa =D) - lol, yesh. butterflies appear in all four seasons too! XD&lt;br /&gt;yuki - and no matter how pretty you are, the bishies will pay attention to your male friend who has a fucking bad attitude T__T&lt;br /&gt;ran - people from the seven moons will freak out if u have two masters, but they wont when u kiss another male 8 years younger than u XO&lt;br /&gt;yuki - lol. one carries a hammer around with him until he needs it to nail someones' hand down.&lt;br /&gt;ran - diao. NOW I KNOW WHY PEOPLE WEAR CAT EARS ON HALLOWEEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;yuki - ROFL. okay uh. talk about naruto now... hmm... logs appears EVERYWHERE even when there are no trees.&lt;br /&gt;ran - one carries a GIANT NUT on his back so that he can fight with enemies.&lt;br /&gt;yuki - thats...gaara right?&lt;br /&gt;ran - YESHH&lt;br /&gt;yuki - lol. a mask is an essential tool if you are a bishie.&lt;br /&gt;ran - LOL TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.... gah. thats all i remember. XD chow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"suki na mono wa suki dakara shouganai!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1371509203312313071?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1371509203312313071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1371509203312313071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1371509203312313071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1371509203312313071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-bloody-fucking-bored.html' title='I AM BLOODY FUCKING BORED.'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-5134212232699380964</id><published>2008-01-30T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:20:30.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay new blogskin! =D</title><content type='html'>new blogskin... wahaha! (: im just too bored... gah. i wan buy loveless de comic T__T watched the 12 episode anime but its &lt;strong&gt;NOT ENOUGH &lt;/strong&gt;i seriously need &lt;strong&gt;MORE YAOI &lt;/strong&gt;haiz, i want the comic naow! and i mean &lt;strong&gt;NAOW! &lt;/strong&gt;grrr... yesh yesh, loveless ish a yaoi comic... well i wun say yaoi, uh, shonen-ai ... no yaoi.. only fluff =D fluff ishh gooooddd enufff for meee *nods* dis blogskin is feat. ritsuka from loveless (: cant find a ya0i blogskin *sobs in corner* ...forget it. my coms' wallpaper is enuff *stares* ... *drools* heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... yeah... today got md. arhhss.. quite fun lar.. eh. no homework *ish happy* ahhh tml got science class test *runs around* meh! lets fail it bwahahaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mehxx i wana go japan sia~! i wan buy &lt;strong&gt;MORE COSTUMES &lt;/strong&gt;for cosplay and &lt;strong&gt;MORE YAOI MANGAS!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;*is starting to plan to go japan in school holidays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently crazy right now so u get to enjoy more of my crappy imagination. sit back, relax, and let your brains rot -:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisame - remind me why orochimaru is here again... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;me - cos i invited him here now shut the fuck up&lt;br /&gt;kisame - b-but he's CREEPY! O_O&lt;br /&gt;dei - yeah! he's a pedo, un!!&lt;br /&gt;me and kisame - and YOUR sasori-danna issnt?&lt;br /&gt;dei - H-HE ISSSNTTT, U-UN!&lt;br /&gt;me and kisame - yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;ritsuka - *walks in* ...what are you guys doing here?&lt;br /&gt;me, sharky and dei - talking, duh.&lt;br /&gt;ritsuka - =__=;;;&lt;br /&gt;roxas - *runs and knocks into dei*&lt;br /&gt;dei - hey, becareful, un!&lt;br /&gt;roxas - sor-&lt;br /&gt;axel - *runs in* roxy~~~ stop running~~~&lt;br /&gt;roxas - SHIT&lt;br /&gt;ritsuka - o_o what the...?&lt;br /&gt;me - LMAOROFLLOL&lt;br /&gt;axel - *kisses roxas*&lt;br /&gt;me - *drools*&lt;br /&gt;roxas - *blush*&lt;br /&gt;kisame - ...is this house full of GAYS?&lt;br /&gt;everyone else in the room - oh, and you arent?&lt;br /&gt;kisame - *blush* n-n-no!&lt;br /&gt;everyone else - no what? &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;kisame - i-i-im n-n0t g-g-gay!&lt;br /&gt;everyone else - ITACHI-KUN~! KISAME HAS BEEN CHEATING ON Y-&lt;br /&gt;kisame - OKAYOKAYIAMGAYIADMITITJUSTSTOP!&lt;br /&gt;everyone else - LOLROFLLMAO&lt;br /&gt;kisame - *blush* damn you people... *walks off*&lt;br /&gt;me and dei - bleah!&lt;br /&gt;axel - *pushes roxas into the closet*&lt;br /&gt;me - O___O i wana see! *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;deidara and ritsuka - ..................&lt;br /&gt;me - *sob* im leaving, HUMPH!&lt;br /&gt;deidara and ritsuka - ...............weirdo...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-5134212232699380964?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5134212232699380964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=5134212232699380964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5134212232699380964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5134212232699380964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/01/yay-new-blogskin-d.html' title='yay new blogskin! =D'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-3267895311322509900</id><published>2008-01-22T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:26:06.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sin of defiance part II</title><content type='html'>okay, this post is dedicated to tobi again. yes, its the sin of defiance part 2. BUT u will have to read through my rant first. and i mean READ. if not u will DIE a fucking terrible death, cos im damn buay song now. seriously. okay. eh... i think im doin 1A a favour here. cos im really gonna KILL the bloody damn OM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's wad happened - we didnt know our eng cher didnt come today. so we were like... waiting for her to come. den after that our chairman found out that cher didnt come, so we go canteen. chairman ask us bring story book go there read. we reach there, the bloody effing woman ask us bring our eng text book saying that we need do dunno wad shit. so, we go back class. den we take book liao rite? so we go back canteen. on the way the fucking god damn bell ring. the freaking OM was standing there den ask us y we so slow till waste one period. he scolded the chair and vice chair man den shout at us like nobody bisnuess (dunno how spell, heck care) so like damn wad lor. den he ask the secretary to write our WHOLE CLASS de name in minor offence file say that we late - miss one period. LIKE WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK LAR?! NOT OUR FAULT LOR! THEN THE NAH BEH WOMAN NEVER SPEAK UP FOR US! WALAU EH! GO BACK CLASSROOM TAKE ONE EFFING BOOK NIA JIU TIO MINOR OFFENCE! PLEASE LAR! SI OM, GO FIND SOME FREAKING COMMON SENCE AND STICK IT IN UR BRAIN SIA! OH YEAH, I FORGOT, U DONT HAVE A FREAKING JACKASS BRAIN! NAH BEH LAR! SI JI BAI! FUCKING KILL U DEN U KNOW ARH! SUE U TILL UR PANTS DROP ARHSSS!! GO DIE LAR! TA MA DE! SI AH PEK! GO HOME DRINK MILK AND SCREW UR MOTHER LAR! FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. done .... a little more... happy now.... yay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since im so "kind" (kns) i will post part 2 now... enjoy. oh right, this one... uh... heavy yaoi. really. dont read if u hate yaoi. cos u will... uh... vomit (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Light-kun?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Ryuzaki?” Light answered tiredly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did my confession make you feel uncomfortable? Would you rather I hadn’t admitted that I once had feelings for you, or… well, at least, the person that you were…?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, it’s…” Light sighed heavily, running his fingers through his auburn hair. “It’s alright, Ryuzaki. Actually, I’m glad you did, because… it makes a lot of things easier for me. There are things I meant to confess, and probably wouldn’t have, but now that you… That is, I just… I wasn’t going to…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He trailed off and sighed frustratedly, pausing to cast a glance in L’s direction; and truthfully, despite the fact that he was chained to the bed and destined to die that night, the detective looked much the same as he always did – intensely dark eyes, the visible intelligence betrayed by the absent-minded expression on his incurably pale face. Sure, he’d seem L smile, and he’d seen L angry, but mostly, L looked like this, and-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light thrust himself forward and blindly kissed L. L didn’t protest, but neither did he respond – he lay there on the bed, unable to push Light away, but making no effort to anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, feeling no response, Light pulled backwards, pushing his hair aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry,” he muttered, looking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You drugged me, chained me to the bed and tried to strangle me,” L replied flatly, “and now you’re apologizing for a kiss?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light was quiet for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is that all you can say?” he asked finally, his voice very soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What would you like me to say, Light-kun?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh god…” Light wiped at his mouth with the cuff of his shirt sleeve. “Ryuzaki, I had… I had no idea you… I thought it was just… just me, and I didn’t say anything because… well, because you’re the lead detective, and because you suspected me, and because you’re older than me, and because… well, damn it, because you thought I was Kira and you were right and I needed you dead…!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Light-kun…” L smiled faintly. “This is very unfortunate. Though I admit I never voiced my feelings to you for many of the same reasons, and perhaps it is better that neither of us acted upon our feelings. It could have compromised the case.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is that all you care about?!” Light snapped testily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s ironic coming from Kira. The only reason we’re both here right now is because you’re going to silence my suspicions once and for all, to protect yourself and Amane-san. Although, if that is what you want to hear, Light-kun… Yes, the case is more important to me. I was brought in as L to find Kira, and now I have found him. My personal feelings towards Kira are irrelevant.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So if I was to spare you, in exchange for your silence…?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L smirked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course I would betray you, Light-kun. You know that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light glared blazingly at him, noticing what was left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re an idiot, Ryuzaki.” he leaned down towards the detective, placing his hands on either side of his head where it lay on the pillows of the bed. “Don’t you think this is difficult for me? It’s not that I want to kill you, it’s simply a necessity, because I can’t trust you not to expose Misa and I as the First and Second Kiras. In many ways, I wish I didn’t have to kill you. Yes, I hate you, but I only hate you because you’re trying to catch me. But the other part of me… I respect you, in many ways I think you’re my first ever friend too, and yes, I think I may love you, Ryuzaki. It seems insane to me to love the person intent on nothing else but exposing me as a murderer, but I…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I trust this appeal to me has a direction?” L asked as Light’s words died off. His cold expression remained unchanged even when he saw the glimmer of tears pool in Light’s brown eyes – maybe they were real, but then again, that boy should have received an Oscar by now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How can you be so arrogant?!” Light cried angrily, grabbing L’s shoulders. “All you care about is catching Kira yourself, like you vowed to do; your pride won’t let you back away, even when you’re about to lose your life! Would you really rather die than agree not to expose me as Kira?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Light-kun,” L hissed up at him, “I took special interest in this case because I knew it would be almost impossible to catch you. I believed I could do it, and now that I have found you, do you really think I would agree to protect you? Yes, Kira – I would rather die tonight. That is all I will say to you on the matter. If you have summoned the courage, by all means, do it now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Still you defy me,” Light said absently, gripping L’s shoulders tighter. “You’re stupider than I thought.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, Light-kun.” L shook his head. “Think of me what you will, given my choice, but I refuse to cower before you. If my death at your hand is the only way for justice to be served, then so be it. I don’t desire death, but it is preferable to the preservation of the one I swore I would destroy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Even if you once loved him?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L looked away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Justice is more important/”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light smiled oddly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am Justice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L gave a little shudder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please don’t call yourself that, Light-kun. It disgusts me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light laughed dismissively, at which L looked back at him with a small frown. He suspected that the stress of attempting to prepare himself to kill in cold blood with his own hands was getting to Light, since his mood and personality were becoming increasingly inconsistent. One moment he was declaring himself Kira and Justice and God, and belittling L for his views and for being the one to have been captured; the next he was in tears, confessing his on secretly-wrapped feelings, even offering to bargain L’s life for his silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L actually found that rather interesting – it only proved the God-like power the Death Note could give. Light Yagami had no qualms about killing if he could do it from behind a desk and the mask that was Kira; but to be forced to do it himself unnerved him to the point that, if he had not already confessed, L might have lowered the percentage of his suspicion against him, since the boy was stalling his way through a rainbow of emotional turmoil in a fashion that was utterly devoid of Kira’s impassive confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ryuzaki, I have another question.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course, Light-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“May I kiss you again?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L blinked at Light; then averted his eyes towards the far wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you must,” he sighed quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light nodded; and this time climbed onto the bed, crawling over to L before straddling him and getting comfortable. L merely looked up at him with exactly the same deadpan expression, attempting to blow a little hair out of his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Here,” Light reached out and brushed the offending spike of ebony hair away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you, Light-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re welcome.” Light placed his hands gently at L’s collarbone; he saw the detective flinch a little as they came to rest, since they were very near his throat. Already, against L’s skin, faint purple marks from Light’s fingers were beginning to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes, L felt pain. At times it seemed impossible to believe he felt anything, but Light had proof now that he at least, if nothing else, felt pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And love, of course…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light leaned down a second time, pressing his mouth against L’s; and for the second time, L averted his gaze and let him get on with it, not offering any participation or retaliation at all. But Light drew back after only a moment, and gave a sharp tug at a spike of L’s hair to make him look at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Have you even considered kissing back?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L looked blankly at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Is it something you might perhaps consider?”Still that vacant, wide-eyed expression…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ryuzaki…” Light lowered himself right down so that he lay on top of L, moving his hands up to either side of his pallid face to draw them closer still. “…Will you please…? This is… there are no second chances after this. That was the choice you made.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light’s lips came to the detective’s again, crushing against them and bringing a little colour to them; but after a few moments, L actually turned his head away, breaking it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry, Light-kun,” he said quietly. “I don’t love you. I’m sorry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ryuzaki,” Light tightened his grip on L’s face, forcing him to look back at him again. “Look at me. No matter your logic, I am Light Yagami. Look at me. Who do you see, honestly?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L looked at him passionlessly – in the same way he always did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I see Kira,” he said finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a terrible silence between them, during which they lay like that, perfectly close and perfectly motionless, scrutinizing each other intently, as though searching for one single weakness that would allow the other to emerge from this truth-drenched moment unbroken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you a virgin?” Light asked, finally shattering it; his voice was cold and uncompassionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What does that matter to you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because this is the last you have defied me, Ryuzaki.” He reached up to flick at the chain, as though to remind L that was still there, and that he was still a prisoner. “Answer the question.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I’m not a virgin.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light smiled in real amusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes you are, you lying little son-of-a-bitch.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I hardly see why it matters.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, it does matter,” Light replied airily, beginning to loosen his tie, “because, after all, I am to be a god, and the gods were offered virgins, weren’t they?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Light-kun, I suggest you do not stray down this road,” L replied icily. “If you plan on killing me, then-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shut up!” Light snapped, gagging the detective with his hand. “I’m sick to death of you! Don’t forget, I’ve chained you up. I can do whatever I want to you, Ryuzaki, and you can’t stop me. So stop giving me orders, because it’s really pissing the hell out of me, and the more you anger me, the worse it will be for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their eyes locked over Light’s hand; perhaps there was fear in L’s onyx orbs, but if so, it was greatly overpowered by the disgust and anger that was far more apparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And don’t look at me like that,” Light hissed, his face coming so close to L’s that his brown hair brushed the detective’s forehead. “I suppose you think you’re far too superior to be humiliated like this, but that isn’t true at all. Being a world-renowned detective doesn’t elevate you above becoming a victim yourself, you know. Welcome to Earth, you arrogant bastard – your stay is going to be a short and painful one.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light’s other hand stroked the side of L’s face, brushing away the spikes of jet hair that framed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And I think,” he whispered, “when I’m done with you, I’ll take your eyes; so that even in death, you can never look at me this way again.” He ran a fingernail very gently across the dark circle – the scar of insomnia – beneath L’s right eye, and then smiled. “I’ll give them to Ryuk as a present. He’d like that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the very first time since L had awoken chained up like this, a form of disgusted shock registered in his expression. Light smiled to see it, slowly removing his hand from L’s mouth as he sat upright on him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you refuse to even return my kiss, I know you will never consent to this,” Light went on, pulling his crimson tie completely loose and slipping it out from beneath his shirt collar. “I cannot make you love what I have become, but I can make you submit to me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leaned down again, just for a moment, so that he could speak against L’s colourless lips;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m going to rape you, L; and it’s going to hurt, and I’m going to make you curse my name and beg for mercy and scream, because as Kira I loathe you and want to make you suffer. But it’s also going to feel good, because I still love you enough to want you purely for myself, and not because I want to hurt you; and it will humiliate you, because the almighty L will be reduced to the lower pleasures of the humanity he believes he is above. This, Ryuzaki, will be your punishment for your arrogance and your defiance of me, because no matter what you say, I have beaten you, and that gives me the right to judge and punish you as Kira. This, Ryuzaki…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leaned back, looking down at the speechless detective with what he believed to be the eyes of a god; and then slapped his face again, because truly, didn’t the bastard need to know that he had lost…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“…This is Justice,” Light finished in a low, delighted hiss. He touched L’s bruised throat, making him shudder. “I wonder… what does your scream sound like…?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L swallowed and looked intently at the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You won’t hear it, Light-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light’s smile snapped off his face like glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It is your defiance of me that has led things this way, Ryuzaki; do you think it wise to continue your campaign?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Light-kun,” L replied, sounding suddenly exhausted, his expression weary, “I will not bow to Kira. You know that. Do what you want to me. It doesn’t matter anymore, because you have already been defeated.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’ll just see who’s been defeated, L…!” Light seethed. “And I will make you scream…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L knew it was hopeless when Light simply adjusted his position slightly so that he was straddling his thighs, utterly restricting his legs; his arms were chained up tight and that left the rest of him extremely vulnerable and easily accessible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was it; he couldn’t struggle and fight, and he had refused to scream, and that left him with simply endurance. It felt like a loss, and, in a lot of ways, it was; but if he was correct…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course he was. L was never wrong, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a terrible price to pay; but still, better this than twelve more innocent FBI agents…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, in Light Yagami’s fantasies, the great detective L looked down at him in lustful, adoring rapture when he began to unbutton his jeans; and so, in reality, L made a point of staring intently up at the plain white ceiling with the interest he usually only reserved for cake or Kira when Light began to pry the button open; wanting desperately to kick him away when he drew down the zip, but having absolutely no means of doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Have you imagined me doing these things to you?” Light breathed, tugging L’s jeans down to around mid-thigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, Light-kun. Even when I did love you, I had more important things to think about,” L answered expressionlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light looked up coldly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Such as how you were going to force everybody to believe that I was a murderer?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“With good reason, don’t you think?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well…” Light shrugged as he toyed with the waistband of L’s white shorts. “…You aren’t going to be thinking anything of the sort in a moment. I know that you can feel pain…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Light-kun, this reflects very badly on you, you know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t care what you think, Ryuzaki.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course you don’t.” L looked intently up at the ceiling again as he felt Light pull down his shorts. God only knew what the psychotic teenager was going to do down there, especially when he was so hell-bent on murdering him, and the detective flinched in anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moments of stillness and silence that followed were as brittle and suspended as blown glass; as though L’s internal furious orders of “Get away from me!” were actually doing something to push Light away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the moment broke like a bubble on sharp, dry air; and Light lowered himself downwards towards his captive, beginning to take him into his sinful mouth. L gave a sudden breathless gasp as he did so, torn utterly in half. One part of him was riled with disgust and mortification at Light’s actions, furious that he would dare to do this, and also nervous, because this was Kira, and L didn’t trust Kira not to suddenly bite him. It was actually something he was expecting, since Light had emphasized that L did indeed feel pain, and had sworn to make him scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that aside, the other part of the detective was already beginning to surrender to his own body, because already the actions of Light’s tongue were bringing the blood rushing forth and building a delightful pressure in him; because, if nothing else, this was still Light Yagami, and L had loved him once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, he didn’t want Light to be doing this; but he didn’t really want him to stop either. All he could do was endure, biting his lip as he continued to look at the ceiling as though he truly found it more interesting than the sight of Light’s auburn hair brushing across his own milky-pale stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did jump when Light actually started to use his teeth, because he simply didn’t trust him; but it was nothing cruel, instead a gentle scraping that reached a point where L in fact arched his back up off the bed. Light looked up as the action caused a severe series of popping sounds from where L actually corrected his otherwise-horrendous posture for just a moment; he withdrew just as the detective sank back onto the bedclothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s disgusting,” he said flatly. “Is your reasoning ability worth that horrible position?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I believe so,” L replied breathlessly. “I can conclude that… this method of yours, solely to win… is not like you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s not like me to do this?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I don’t… think so.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light smirked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe you’re right, Ryuzaki.” He leaned upwards and kissed him a third time, although thrice it was not one that sought a reply. “I’m probably not acting like Kira right now; I’m being far too kind to you to constitute any belief you may have that I am in fact Kira. In fact, I’m acting rather more like Light Yagami, wouldn’t you say…?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I think that might be my problem,” L agreed tonelessly, trying to twist away from Light’s touch as he began to stroke him. He was able to move his legs a little more now that Light had lifted his weight upwards, but there still wasn’t enough room to throw the teenager off him completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, since you seem so set on the belief that I’m not Light Yagami, but solely Kira, I would so hate to disappoint you,” Light hissed. “I suppose I’ll just have to stop this show of being nice to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I suppose,” L agreed dully, feeling Light’s fingers leave him completely. “Do what you will.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light suddenly grabbed the front of L’s shirt, hauling him upright as far as the chain would allow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is going to hurt, you know,” he spat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I expect it will.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And I’m going to make you scream.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L blinked slowly at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I doubt that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You live to piss me off, Ryuzaki,” Light muttered blackly, throwing him back to the mattress. He slid off L’s legs completely, already beginning to work at unbuckling his own belt; immediately L kicked at him, but Light had expected that he would, and was ready to catch his calves and hold them tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No matter your words,” Light hissed delightedly, “and your vows that you won’t give me the satisfaction of hearing you scream, I think you are afraid, Ryuzaki, because you have just aptly proven that you will retaliate if given a chance.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If I wanted you to rape me, Light-kun, then it wouldn’t be rape.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s very true, but it doesn’t mean a thing. You’re still at my mercy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still awkwardly holding L’s legs, Light managed to loosen his belt and unzip himself; he knew he was in a perfect position to be kicked completely off the bed were L to free his legs up, and so worked as quickly as he could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for L… Half of him was seethingly furious that this spoilt brat was really going to do this to him, for the simple fact that he could not bear to lose; and the other half was becoming sickly afraid, because who in their right mind wouldn’t be afraid of this? It would hurt anyway, but Light was going to hurt him on purpose, he knew he was, and it was only human nature to want to avoid pain and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L was human, even if Light seemed to need to do this to convince himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, all L could do was endure; and defy Light to the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took a very deep breath as Light hauled his legs apart, still holding them tightly; and braced himself, closing his eyes and turning away. It was his last chance to beg for mercy; but L wasn’t going to beg Kira for anything, and what good would it do even so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how it had to be; or so the detective had concluded, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, incidentally, all the bracing himself in the world could never have prepared him for what had happened; his eyes snapped open, and he gave a half-stifled cry that he somehow managed to silence before it turned into the very thing he had vowed Light would never hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’s breath came in tiny ripping gasps as Light paused to catch his own; it was, at present, actually uncomfortable for both of them. Though, Light smiled at the sound of L’s shallow gasping, brushing a little of his auburn hair aside before adjusting his grip on the detective’s legs; Light’s elbows were locked under his bent knees to keep him still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Does it hurt?” Light whispered maliciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” L replied softly, since there was nothing to gain from lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good,” said Light; and thrust himself the rest of the way in, igniting a fire of pain that took root at the bottom of L’s spine and seared upwards throughout the rest of his shaking body. He bit his lip against the scream that welled in him like an eruption, so hard that his teeth brought blood, and Light watched in amusement to see the glint of it on his starkly white face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was silent again but for their simultaneous ragged breathing, and the clink and rattle of the chain as L quivered, perhaps against his will, beneath the younger man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is what you get,” Light panted. “This is what you… this is your punishment, for standing against me, L…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L only nodded faintly; was it wrong to think himself too weak to endure this when his vision was beginning to blotch with black, or when he felt physically sick with the pain Light was inflicting on him? He could feel heat blazing beneath his too-pale skin, the dizzy pleasure of before washed over by the tidal wave of hot, tight agony that Light had promised him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was punishment for the defying of the will of a self-proclaimed ‘god’; and, ironically, it felt like Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grit his teeth as Light started to thrust in further still, and squeezed his eyes shut against hot salt that was bid not by self-pity, but by anger and agony. Light’s hands moved to his hips to hold him still, his elbows still jammed under his knees to restrict him and bind him and let him know he wasn’t escaping Kira’s Righteous Judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light’s piercing eyes never left the detective as he began to build up his rhythm, watching his usually expressionless face twist in real pain, and maybe fear too; there was blood on his lip from where he’d bitten himself and a sheen of sweat on his chalk-like skin. Light had never seen L like this, never seen him this panicked and frightened and tortured, never seen him this human; and he suspected that nobody else ever had either. That was part of L’s enigma, after all – the ability to seem completely above all human thought and influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another look Light decided he rather liked on the arrogant bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You don’t look so good,” Light hissed between sharply-precisioned thrusts. “I’ll make a deal with you. Say that I’m Justice, and I’ll stop.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L clenched his fists and shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light’s eyes narrowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are you insane?” He hissed lethally. “Haven’t you learned your lesson? You’re not the one in control here…!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I won’t… bow to you!” L groaned through gritted teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light slammed himself to the detective as hard as he possibly could; making him utter a sharp cry, but still, true to his word, it wasn’t a scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Say it!” Light ordered furiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“God damn it, Ryuzaki…!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light let go of his legs, reaching upwards towards his hair and grasping handfuls of black spikes; even with his legs freed, L was in no position to kick Light away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop defying me!” The crazed look that suddenly flashed in Light’s eyes surprised L, even through his pain; because Light was never this quick to lose his temper. “You think yourself above me, but you’re wrong! I am Kira, I am God, I am Justice, and you will know that, L! You will bow to that!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L didn’t say a thing; no, this was the beginning of victory. Light had lost control of this situation – he might still be the one violating the other, the one with the power to kill the other, but the flash of insanity in his clear brown eyes had been enough to tell the detective that Light Yagami – Kira – had lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps L was in no real position to elect himself the one in control; but at least he knew what was happening here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light leaned back, releasing L’s ebony hair; the flush on his face and the raggedness of his breath served only as evidence against him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Scream, Ryuzaki,” he muttered, more to himself as he quickened up his pace. “I beg you, Ryuzaki, stop defying me… scream, just…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sharp speed of it made L want to scream, but now that Light had demanded, and now that he had begged…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grit his teeth and tasted copper and didn’t make a sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light gave a few more jerking thrusts as L hissed in discomfort, praying that Light would pull away from him; but the teenager remained there for a while, looking glazedly down at his violated captive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I knew you were a fool,” he said softly after a long, breathless pause; “but Ryuzaki, I thought…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light sighed as he completely pulled away from L, and scowled deeply in fused irritation and disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly he pulled up his own shorts and black trousers and re-buckled his belt; and then, as L struggled to get his breath back, did the same for him, even going so far as to neatly do the button of his jeans back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you, Light-kun,” L said flatly, his breath still hitching a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t mock me,” Light hissed back. “I know you don’t mean it, and I suppose there is no reason why you would.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shifted his weight off L completely, kneeling on the sheets; he paid no attention to the way L immediately curled his legs up – although he probably should have, in retrospect, since the next thing he knew, L had kicked him onto the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ryuzaki-!” Light raged, hauling himself back up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Once is once, Light-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their eyes met as Light got to his feet again, locking together in the same way they had countless times before; across the examination room, across the tennis court, across the table of a dozen cafes, set with tea and cake and sugar cubes, and sheets of facts and figures with which L drew closer and closer to him, gradually cornering him-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light averted his gaze; anywhere, anything other than L, ungodly creature that he was…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His gaze settled on his watch. It was almost midnight, and that meant that this ridiculous game had gone on for far longer than Light had ever wanted it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to the chair he had been sitting in earlier and retrieved the true murder weapon; a simple long-bladed knife, with a glint to its edge like that present in the eye of a predatory beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He saw the uncertain fear flicker once again in L’s ebony eyes as he approached the bed; because playtime was clearly over now, and the both of them knew it all too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I guess this is goodbye then, Light-kun,” L breathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” Light replied stiffly. “I’m afraid so.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had expected a struggle to straddle L a second time, especially since he had been successful in kicking him away only moments before; but L in fact allowed him to sit on his stomach. He seemed eerily prepared for this; even though he had just been very cruelly raped by this same teenaged quasi-god, and even though it was obvious that he was about to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light raised the knife above his head; he hadn’t aimed directly and didn’t know where it was going to sink into the detective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ryuzaki,” he said quietly, “I want you to know… that I’m not sorry I raped you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t expect you to be. You are Kira, after all, and I am L. We are not supposed to sympathize with each other.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light barely tilted his head in a nod, then added, softer still;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But I do love you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L offered him a bland smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t love you, Light-kun. Not anymore.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then that makes us… equal.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have no interest in being equal to you, Kira. Only one of us can win.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light smiled crookedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course, but…” His smirk faded slightly. “…You seem so calm about this. So content – how can you be, knowing that you are about to lose?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because I haven’t lost, Light-kun. This is merely sacrifice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light gripped the knife together in hands that were beginning to become slick with sweat; and his gaze pierced L one final, pleading time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ryuzaki… Don’t defy me again. Scream.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No,” said L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of them really registered the knife going down; blood hit Light in the face and began to soak through L’s top in storm clouds, and only then did either of them realize that it had gone into L just beneath his ribcage. Light let go of the hilt and they both stared at it for a moment in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light’s watch started to beep and, in almost unison, the same church bells from that afternoon began to strike midnight, sounding from somewhere far beyond the window of the thirteenth floor’s only room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The bells,” L whispered faintly. “I thought they… seemed louder today…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“R-Ryuzaki!” As though it had suddenly dawned on him just what he had done, Light grasped the knife and pulled it back out of the fatally wounded man. He threw it aside and grasped L by his shoulders. “No, don’t you… d-don’t you dare die on me…!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L still had the strength to shoot Light an amused glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t you think… it’s a bit late for second thoughts, Light-kun…?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No!” Light wailed, plunging a hand into his pocket and extracting the key to the handcuffs; with trembling fingers, he freed L as quickly as he was able, grasping him to his own body as soon as he was loose. “This isn’t right, Ryuzaki, I never meant… this wasn’t supposed to happen, not like this! Don’t you see that…?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, Light-kun…” L grimaced in Light’s clutches. “This seems… correct to me. You were planning… to kill me, after all…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, this is all wrong!” Light insisted, his eyes wild and desperate. “I didn’t… Rem was… the Death Note, I…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Does it… really matter?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes!” Light wrapped his arms around the dying detective. “I didn’t want this for you, I wanted… I thought she… I thought she’d give you ‘Suicide’, I thought… I wanted you to choose for yourself, I never wanted anyone else to lay a hand on you…!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And yet, your own actions, just now…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe we can still get you help,” Light said desperately, ignoring L’s last statement. “Maybe we can… I’ll go and find someone…!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, Light-kun,” L breathed, clutching at Light’s shirt. “This is correct. This is sacrifice, as I said…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L offered him a small smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you mind if I… confess something?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light speechlessly shook his head; and L nodded upwards at the mirror above the bed. Light looked up; and gave a stifled gasp of horror to see Rem reflected in it. Turning sharply, Light found her at the end of the room; her body crumbling away to lifeless sand even as he watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Rem!” He screeched. “What the hell have you done…?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Saved Misa Amane,” was Rem’s faint, scratched reply. “She is safe. I forced her to give up her memories again, including all the ones she has of you, Light Yagami…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You believed the Shinigami was on your side, Light-kun,” L said softly as Light stared at Rem in speechless horror. “Or, at least… you believed you could manipulate her. You were wrong.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t… I don’t understand,” Light said hollowly, shaking uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You don’t need to,” L replied as, with a quiet sigh, the last of Rem turned to ash and dust and sand. “Together, though we did not… intend to work together, Rem-san and I… have defeated Kira. We have both lost our… lives in the process, but it does not matter.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And just how do you see that?!” Light snapped. “I’m not the one bleeding to death here! How have you defeated me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I do not know the details… of what the Shinigami wrote in the notebook,” L explained, his voice dipping fainter and fainter, “but I presume that you were controlled… to confess all the incriminations against you to me… before murdering me in a physical sense rather than through your Death Note.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What does that matter?” Light sneered down at him. “You’ll soon be dead. Who can you tell? In fact, Rem may have actually done me a favor. If Misa’s lost her memory, then I’m in no danger of her ever slipping up and getting us both found out.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That is true,” L panted, “but you forget, Light-kun… and I suspect this has something to do with the fact… that you were controlled in your actions by the Shinigami’s notebook… This entire building is installed wall to wall with security and recording equipment. Everything you have said and done in this room tonight… has been recorded and backed up several times over. You have confessed… your guilt, in effect, to the entire investigation team. They’ll view the tapes in the morning.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light simply stared at him. The ever-turning gears of his mind shuddered to a stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“L,” he said finally, his voice utterly toneless, “you have absolutely no boundaries.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L smiled faintly, his eyes sliding closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will take that as a compliment… from you, Light-kun. Although… at my own sacrifice, I have done you… a favor…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What you’ve done, the lengths you’ve gone to…” Light stared at him incredulously, ignoring his talk of favors. “It’s absolutely hideous.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That is very hypocritical of Kira to say, but… nevertheless,” L said, his voice so soft now that Light could barely hear him, “I must disagree with you. This is not hideous, or evil, or even defiance.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened his eyes a little, reaching for Light’s arm with a final twitch of a smirk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This, Light Yagami… this is… Justice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes closed again and he became very still; eventually Light felt him breathe his last, becoming a limp weight in his arms, and laid him back onto the mattress. Almost the entirety of his white top was stained crimson, and so was much of Light’s own shirt; he checked his watch and read 00:05am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numbly, Light got off the bed and crossed the floor to the pile of sand that had once been the insufferably over-protective Rem, plucking her notebook from it and shaking it off. He flipped through it to the last written-in page to find out exactly what the Shinigami had written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L Lawliet&lt;br /&gt;00:05am&lt;br /&gt;Drugged, raped and stabbed by Light Yagami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light almost dropped the notebook in revulsion; of course, he had deliberately engineered the situation so that Rem would have no choice other than to kill L, but he hadn’t ever expected her to be so sickeningly specific… He had expected L to simply fall off his chair from a heart attack; or he himself perhaps be greeted tomorrow morning with the tragic news that L had jumped out of the window late the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in a million years had he ever expected this. Shinigami, it seemed, could be horrifically vindictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“L Lawliet, huh?” He mused aloud to himself, feeling sick to his stomach despite his breezy tone. His head felt light and empty, save for a dull pressure of realization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no way out for him; that was why L hadn’t minded. Because of those security tapes, he would be arrested and put to death as Kira. Even if he managed to find and destroy the tapes, Light doubted he could hide the forensic evidence and his own guilt so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was why the bastard hadn’t minded at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He flipped back a page absently; and his blood froze in his veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked across at the bed and didn’t know whether he should laugh or cry; thank the dead detective or curse him for his defiance once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matsuda had to leave the room and a disturbed, horrified look twisted Chief Soichiro Yagami’s face; one that would probably haunt his features for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tapes had been more than enough; but to walk into the only room on the thirteenth floor and find not only L’s cold body, but also that of Light Yagami, his wrists cut to ribbons with the same knife that had taken the life of the detective…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to find the Death Note open on the last but one page, all but drenched in Light’s spilt blood; and find that it said;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light Yagami&lt;br /&gt;00:30am&lt;br /&gt;Confesses to L everything concerning his role as Kira before committing suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, ultimately, to find that the writing was very familiar; not because it was Rem’s, and not because it was Light’s own, but because it was L’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against his own belief that Kira should be punished accordingly by Japanese state law, L had forced Light to take his own life, sparing him the execution he had always said Kira deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that justice… or love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps it was simply defiance to the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- END ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! nice? nice? neh? its nice neh??? =333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yaoi *drools* &gt;///&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mirror, mirror on the wall;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the fairest of them all?&lt;br /&gt;Who shall be the one to fall;&lt;br /&gt;Who shall answer Satan’s call?&lt;br /&gt;Mirror, mirror show me true,&lt;br /&gt;I pray you crack before I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-3267895311322509900?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3267895311322509900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=3267895311322509900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3267895311322509900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3267895311322509900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/01/sin-of-defiance-part-ii.html' title='the sin of defiance part II'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-5598403521717098510</id><published>2008-01-21T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:04:13.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>l x light (:</title><content type='html'>.... wad can i say? this post is dedicated to tobi =.=ll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a l x light story. enjoy. warning. yaoi. .... this is part one. entitled - The Sin of Defiance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so... ... sit back, relax, and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ryuzaki.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t a question, and it wasn’t quite a calling. It was devoid of tone, emotion, everything that qualified it as communication. It was nothing but a statement, as though the four syllable statement breaking the silence was a comfort, steeling the speaker for the words to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while it woke its recipient up, it was indeed as though Light Yagami needed to say that fake name to convince himself that his enemy – his friend, his prey – was right there in front of him and, as the bottom line, not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light leaned back in the chair, straightened his tie, let his gaze loiter first on the great detective L as he dragged himself awake, and then wander upwards to the mirror above the bed. The room was dark, with drawn curtains, lit only by the lamp at the bedside. It made the room gold and indistinct, a little blurred at the edges, with shadows stalking up the walls and across the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mirror was full of lies, of course, a vision of a could-have-been, where maybe it wouldn’t have had to come down to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it mattered anymore, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I must confess some things to you, Ryuzaki,” Light said finally, his soft, ice-edged voice catching L’s attention as he began to struggle. “And the first of those things is that…I’m actually a little embarrassed that I had to resort to this. I didn’t picture it this way, you know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L paused and frowned at him, clearly perplexed, it was a look that Light liked on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, genius detective that you are, I suppose it would be unfair to expect you to know exactly what happened,” Light agreed in response to the wordless question. “I drugged your tea. Yes, it’s a crude and rash method – I just confessed that it was not enamored by the lowering of my standards but nevertheless, we both know you were never going to fall asleep on your own. Measures had to be taken.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So then you brought me here and…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” Light nodded lazily from across the room. “I brought you up here, the only room on the thirteenth floor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thirteen,” L repeated bleakly. “Like thirteen days? How premeditative, Light-kun. Or was this not influenced by that? You never struck me as the superstitious type.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not,” Light replied pleasantly, taking note of L’s ability to wake up from a drug-induced slumber and immediately, despite his predicament, be completely focused on Kira and Death Notes and silly fake rules. “Are you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But you believe in Shinigami.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have been forced to.” L gazed judiciously at Light from beneath the black feathery fronds of his hair. “But that is irrelevant to all this, Light-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course it is.” He unfolded his legs and rose gracefully from the arm chair, straightening and making his way over to the bed. “We’re both here for a reason.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L looked up at Light towering over him, his mahogany hair immaculately arranged, and matching eyes alight with a malicious, delighted glitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I see you dressed up for the occasion,” L noted in disinterest, looking away; referring to the black suit, white shirt and crimson tie Light had donned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I see you didn’t,” Light replied, taking in L’s same old uniform of long-sleeved white cotton and loose-fitting denim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Only for special occasions, Light-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light laughed a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, no matter,” he said after a moment’s pause. “Maybe it’s a good thing. It would be a shame to ruin any nice clothes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I think so too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, Light’s smile faltered a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aren’t you afraid, Ryuzaki?” he asked him quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of you, Light-kun?” L tilted his head to the side a little. “No. Not of you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light’s expression hardened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What about Kira then?” he hissed bending lower towards where L lay sprawled on the bed-sheets. “Are you afraid of him?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dangerous look flashed in L’s ebony eyes, before he leaned upwards as far as he was able to towards Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You have just confirmed that Kira is a ‘he’,” He murmured, a smile starting to manifest itself on his ice-pale face. “This is a confession then, Light-kun?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light paused for another moment, he wasn’t going to deny it, because yes, one of the reasons he had done all this was to make sure L knew that he, Light Yagami, was Kira – that he was Justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he hadn’t intended to tell him this quickly; he had meant to toy with him for a while longer, before revealing the revelation in the most crushing way possible. And he hadn’t meant for L to make the move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was nothing he could do now, so he reinstated his smirk and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Ryuzaki. I am Kira.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sudden wild smugness that L dared to have on his face while in his current position was unbearable, but Light looked away from him, and soothed himself with the notion that L wasn’t leaving this room alive, whether he’d solved the Kira case or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then… I was right,” L said, a childlike wonder present in his voice. “I was right all along, Light-kun…!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course you were right,” Light agreed. “But you have still lost to me, L”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tell me how you did it, Light-kun,” L pressed, ignoring Light’s last statement. “The Death Note? We confirmed there is more than one. The Shinigami… Amane-san must have had her own. I am right, aren’t I? I am right.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re in no position to be demanding things from me, Ryuzaki!” Light snapped, pushing L back down onto the mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was sure L had noticed, but Light decided to reinforce the apparency of the detective’s imprisonment anyway; he gave the chain a small tug to make it jingle against the metal headboard. It did make him smile to think that he had used L’s own method of freedom-snatching to imprison him – the handcuffs on their six-feet chain were a excellent restraint when looped several times through the elaborate metal design of the headboard and then snapped onto each of L’s wrists. As such, it kept L’s arms above his head and immovable, so that he couldn’t fight back; Light was well aware that L had a severely mean kick, having been on the receiving end of a few of them, but pinned down on his back to the double bed, he couldn’t gain enough momentum to do any real damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Very well, Kira-kun-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you are to call me ‘Kira’, then you will address me as ‘Kira-sama’,” Light interrupted haughtily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will do no such thing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light’s eyes flashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As I said, Ryuzaki, you are in no position to-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That was just what I was about to say,” L cut in calmly. “If I might continue?” Light didn’t reply but L nodded. “Thank you. Now, you have admitted that you are Kira, Light-kun. While I admit to finding it odd that you would suddenly confess this, I am going to believe that you speak the truth, because my own suspicion of this premise is long-running and deeply-rooted. I may have been forced by the team to lower my suspicion of you and Amane, as well as terminate surveillance on the both of you, but I must confess something too, Light-kun, and that is that the percentage of my suspicion against you since the surveillance ended and you were cleared had in fact risen instead of dropped.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your percentages are meaningless now, Ryuzaki.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know. I do not doubt your confession, not because I think that you would not lie to me, but because I do believe that you are Kira, and while at times I have doubted my reasoning, I have never doubted you as the culprit, at least not to the point where my suspicion of you was at zero percent, do you see? And now that we have established that, I know what you plan to do here tonight, Light-kun, and also that you expected me to know, and so it creates confusion in you as to why I do not seem afraid.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now, as L stopped talking, Light felt a silver chill slide down his spine as he looked down at the trapped detective. Did L honestly not have any emotional capacity whatsoever? To be able to talk like that, in that level tone, words flat and black as paper…about death, and about his first friend who had just admitted that he was the killer L himself had sworn to catch, and about the fact that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m going to kill you, Ryuzaki,” Light said blandly, attempting to mirror L’s tone. “You do know that, right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You…do not fear death?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light found that surprising, hadn’t L spoken of the value of life, or going back into hiding after the disclosure of the fact that the Second Kira only needed a face to kill…? It stunned him, frankly, to think that the lead detective on a case all about the apprehension of a murderer who controlled so many levels of society with his crimes, could impassively regard death as an inevitability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But L’s answer threw him off;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course I fear death, Light-kun. I do not like to be uncertain about anything, but how can I know what waits beyond death? I cannot, and so I fear it. It is a natural human reaction, don’t you think so?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then why aren’t you afraid of me?” Light spat, leaning down again, clenching the front of L’s white top tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L looked up at him with those big dark eyes, masked by their usual innocent, curious, fascinated curtain; but there’s something else behind it, something that Light suspected only he had ever been able to see, probably because it was in him as well – something sharp and hard. It made Light uneasy to see it in L, because it meant that L felt no reason to hide it any longer and Light didn’t feel quite as secure with that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because you are my friend, Light-kun,” was his eventual answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light gave an incredulous, coughing little laugh, letting go of L’s shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You still believe that?” he spluttered. “Ryuzaki, I hate you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I do not believe that, Light-kun. We used each other, we tested each other, we rivaled with each other, we suspected each other of lies and trickery…but you are the only person I have ever met who is on my level. I cannot help but respect that. It is unfortunate that you are Kira, of course, but even that concrete evidence does not constitute, in my opinion, the denial of the fact that you and I were friends.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light adjusted his tie; for all his well-thought plans, L was unnerving him. L was still half-drugged, chained to the bed and surely in the last hour of his life, and yet he was seriously unnerving him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fine, Ryuzaki,” Light hissed finally, “even if we were friends…no, especially because we were friends…it doesn’t mean I’m going to spare you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No,” L even smiled a little. “I would expect nothing less from you, Kira-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t call me that!” Before he had even thought about what he was doing, Light hit L hard in the face. “Shut the hell up!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L barely blinked, although it did hurt, and burned afterwards, long after Light had withdrawn his hand, and furious as he was at being hit by this brat with a God complex, it amused him also to see Light Yagami so infuriated that he would raise his hand to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that L hadn’t instilled that in him before…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was okay; true, this was neither a desirable nor ideal situation, the building being empty apart from them and the hour so late. L understood that he really was in serious trouble here – at the mercy of Kira, no less – but he was also smart enough to know that things weren’t going to go exactly as Light planned either. In fact, they already weren’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t supposed to be like this, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Interesting,” L muttered. “And you were so kind to me this afternoon…” His dark eyes flickered upwards towards the flushed, enraged Light, “…in the rain.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You were wet,” Light replied, struggling to keep his voice expressionless. “I wouldn’t have wanted you catching your death before I got my hands on you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No,” L smiled and looked at the ceiling. “I suppose not.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a very long bout of silence between them; eventually Light sank down to sit on the edge of the bed, closer to L’s torso so that L couldn’t kick him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Will you be using the notebook?” L asked eventually. There was a slight tremor to his voice that gave it a note of anticipation. It was unsettling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t need it,” Light replied, looking at the floor. “Not tonight. Not for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pity.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light looked up at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re disappointed?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, you seem set on my murder anyway, and I admit I am curious as to how it works…” L tilted his head towards Light. “Does that seem terribly morbid?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light glanced quickly at him before averting his gaze again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Ryuzaki, it kind of does.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So says the executioner.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It has to be this way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L didn’t reply for a very long time. Then;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Light-kun?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Ryuzaki?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first awoke, you said that you had things that you wanted to confess to me, implying a plural. So far, you have only admitted one, the fact that you are Kira. Two, I suppose, if you count utterance of your dissatisfaction with your method of capturing me. I suspect there are other things you wish to taunt me with before you kill me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light turned to smile at him, “Even faced with your impending execution, your mind is on only one thing… interesting, Ryuzaki.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Naturally. Although, I have a question or two, Light-kun. I hope that you will answer them for me before you murder me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I might, perhaps.” Light shrugged off his black jacket and dropped it onto the floor, leaving only the white shirt and red tie; reminiscent of the school uniform he had been wearing when he had first found the Death Note. “But later. I suppose that I wanted to be completely honest with you, Ryuzaki. I know it must be killing you to know exactly why Kira does what he does. I thought I would tell you. After all, you have explained your view of Justice to me. I feel that I owe you mine.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile on L’s face was devoid of both warmth and humor, but he smiled all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I think I would like that, Light-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well…I found that notebook. A Shinigami dropped it into the world.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Rem-san?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No,” Light shook his head with a small grin. “Another one. One who loves apples a whole lot.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L looked up at the ceiling with an inaudible sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He said he didn’t choose me, that it was simply chance that I picked it up, and maybe it is true that he didn’t choose me, but… I don’t believe it was chance that the Death Note became mine. I am not so wrapped up in idiotic practices that I do not notice the world around me, like so many of my old school-friends. I think the world is a rotten place, Ryuzaki, and I think you must think that too, because otherwise you wouldn’t have devoted your life to serving justice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Please do not confuse our values, Light-kun,” L said coldly. “I find it very insulting.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am not confusing them, Ryuzaki. I know that your perceptions of justice are different, and I can clearly see those differences, because I believe that your perception is wrong. No, please let me finish – this is what you wanted to hear, isn’t it? The reason I became Kira was because I knew I could make the world a better place. I know you think that Kira is wrong and evil, Ryuzaki, but that’s because you aren’t Kira. The mathematics seems simple to me, if the world is a bad place, it must be because there are bad people in it, and so the solution must be to remove the bad people. Don’t you think that makes sense, Ryuzaki? Don’t you see why I judge the wicked?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I can see the logic behind your reasoning, Light-kun, but I still believe you are wrong. Your perception of justice is warped, and that means that you have no right to judge others.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And what gives you the right to?” Light snapped, losing his temper again. “My justice is warped because you said so. That doesn’t mean anything. Who said you were right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I did, Light-kun, and I am never wrong.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light looked at him in disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s so incredibly arrogant I can’t even-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So is judging those whom you believe to be unworthy of living,” L interrupted levelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The people I kill are rapists, pedophiles, robbers, murderers-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah, but doesn’t your ‘righteous judging’ make you a murderer too, Light-kun? And besides…” A dark expression flitted over L’s features. “I think it is fair to say that not everyone you have killed fitted those descriptions. Twelve FBI agents. Naomi Misora. Lind L. Tailor, believing him to be me.” L gave a tug at the chains to make them jingle again. “And now me too. How many of us will that make then, Light-kun? How many of us who do not fit your criteria, but simply stood in your way? Fifteen, I think?” L’s eyes became colder still, until Light could barely look at him anymore. “Rather a lot of innocent lives taken by one who proclaims to slay the wicked to protect the good, wouldn’t you say?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shut up!” Light cried, whirling on him. “You don’t understand! They were sacrifices, sacrifices that had to be made! I want to create a new, perfect world, Ryuzaki, filled with only good people. Don’t you think that’s a good thing?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“At the cost of countless human lives?” L shook his head. “No, Light-kun, I don’t. Your preconceptions are noble, but your method is calculating and evil.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you know of sacrifice?” Light barbed furiously. “Anything you have lost has been meaningless to you! Those twelve FBI agents… I’m sure it was a blow to you, but only because they died, and only because the FBI refused you further support after that. Did you actually care, Ryuzaki? Ryuzaki?!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L was quiet for a time, studying the ceiling with exaggerated interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tell me,” he said at length, still staring at the ceiling and ignoring Light’s last question completely, “did you expect to rule this new world? Did you think you would be…God?” He leveled his accusation with a piercing stare that locked their gazes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light stared at him, tight-lipped and half-incredulous. How the hell did the bastard know…? Maybe Light had been thinking out loud the whole time, and Ryuzaki wasn’t working anything out at all, just overhearing his thoughts…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t seem so surprised,” L said, noting the expression on Light’s face. “It was a fairly conclusive premise to arrive at. Right from the start, the entire notion of Kira has rather reminded me of a kid with a magnifying glass and an ant’s nest. Someone very immature, with no true understanding of life and death, only the knowledge that he has the power to spare some and dispose of others, installing himself as some Divine Judgment. It seems natural that someone with that kind of power would think themselves as a god. After all, the Shinigami… they are Death Gods, are they not?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wide-eyed, Light clenched his sweating palms; and then, finally, breathed a faint little laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You really are very clever, Ryuzaki,” he admitted. “But you must know that that is your death sentence. The likes of Matsuda I will probably never have to lay a finger on. Then again… sometimes I question your intelligence.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Have I ever given you reason to doubt it?” L asked, sounding rather curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think so. Sometimes I just don’t know whether you’re insane or just stupid… maybe both.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You aren’t making sense, Light-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light smiled, closed his eyes, shook his head a little… and then they opened again, a wild, blazing look in them, just as his hands went around L’s slender throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am Kira, god of the new world,” he breathed, starting to strangle the detective, “and yet you continue to anger me. Are you stupid, Ryuzaki? Don’t you know you’ll be punished for defying my will? If you aren’t with me, you’re against me, and that means you’re with Raye Penber and Naomi Misora, and all the others… it means you have to die…!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light felt L’s knees hit his back as the detective began to panic and struggle, but nothing was strong enough to knock the younger boy away. Light felt a smile begin to pull at his lips as he watched L’s trapped hands claw desperately at thin air as he started to die-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, ultimately, something stopped Light from going the whole way with it, and the smile faded away; just as suddenly as he had grabbed him, Light released L, leaving him to choke and gasp against the pillows as air flooded back into his bruised lungs, his eyes screwed shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light leaned back with a gasp of his own; wondering what had made him stop, and wondering what had made him start. No, this wasn’t right. This wasn’t what he had prepared for…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or was he just too much of a coward to kill L; especially with his own bare hands? He didn’t know quite what had driven him to this notion, but the Death Note…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light gave a sudden groan, putting his head in his hands. He wasn’t thinking straight, he couldn’t, and he didn’t know why he couldn’t, but it stood that he simply couldn’t, and he needed to calm down, and…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave L a while to recover; no, he wasn’t finished with him yet. They hadn’t really finished talking, what had he been thinking, grabbing L like that…? Anger, perhaps – though Light did not usually have this much trouble controlling is temper. If that were the case, Misa would have been long dead by now, and probably Matsuda too…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though maybe it was easier to kill L now – without confessing everything. Why was he doing this? He didn’t know, not anymore, had he ever even known at all? To make L happy before he died, to satisfy himself…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light couldn’t spare him. He had steeled himself for this, because he had always known that this was what it would come to. L was dangerous to him, but that didn’t make it any easier. He was beginning to feel the same as the day he realized what the Death Note truly was, hiding under his covers like a child. Today, with the rain, and the bells… that had been so very hard, but then, what could either of them do? They had vowed a battle before they had even met, and so in battle it would end – Kira vs L, wherever it took them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Light would be victorious, because he was God, and L would lose, because he had defied him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifices were necessary, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Light-kun,” L gasped after a long while getting his breath back, “I must confess that you are making me very confused…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light blinked; was that really it? He had come to within inches of his death – his murder at the hand of his first and only friend – and still, when his breath returned to him, he spoke only of his confusion in that same deadpan voice. He didn’t beg for his life, or thank Light for sparing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was he really so emotionless about everything…? No, Light had seen him mildly excited before, on his theft of Misa’s phone from her bad; and he’d seen him angry, and he’d seen him sulk, and he’d seen him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…. in pain. Just now, while being strangled, just for a moment, it seemed like he had become human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t be confused,” Light replied dully. “I am still going to kill you. How can I leave you alive now, after telling you all that stuff? I just decided not to strangle you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another bout of silence washed over them; L still panting a little from his near-strangulation. Light rubbed his temples; he wasn’t able to think straight, and wasn’t sure if he was going to be able to go through with this. The Death Note made things so much easier, so much more detached, less personal… Killing someone via the notebook and killing them yourself were two very different things, and when his first personal murder victim was to be L…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he’d cornered himself now, the whole reason he hadn’t been able to kill L up to now was because he didn’t know the bastard’s name, and now that he’d caught him and tied him down and told him all these things, now that he’d confessed to being Kira, now that he’d…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no way he could leave the detective alive; he knew that L knew that too, he suspected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was something horribly ironic about this whole situation, something that made Light feel very uneasy, and it wasn’t just L’s calm acceptance of the circumstances – though he admitted to finding that extremely unnerving also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely realizing he was doing it, Light suddenly leaned back on the bed, resting his head on L’s chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Light-kun, please don’t do that,” L said uneasily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You didn’t mind me touching you this afternoon,” Light replied emotionlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That was before you tried to strangle me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop giving me orders and shut up,” was Light’s only reply, he moved his head a little, hearing L’s heartbeat. Lucky, lucky little detective, that it was still beating… “You said you had questions, Ryuzaki?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You have confessed everything?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I have questions for you, so I think it’s only fair to answer yours first.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I see,” L bit at his bottom lip for a while. “Well, I have always wanted to know what happened to Naomi Misora. I knew her, you know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I did know. She told me. I made her commit suicide,” Light said airily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How? And where is her body? It was never found…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know the answer to either of those questions, Ryuzaki. I didn’t specify the suicide method in the Death Note, nor the location.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I see,” L said again. “What a waste…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You seem awfully interested in her,” Light noted. “Did you…love her?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, Light-kun. She was a brilliant agent, and I respected her very much, but I did not love her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light paused, listening to L’s heartbeat a while longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Have you ever loved anyone, Ryuzaki?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s a terrible question, Light-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But have you?” Light pressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L sighed very deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Light-kun, at least, I believe so. And only once.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hn,” Light stared up at the shadowed ceiling too. “I admit I’m surprised. You seem so…incapable of feeling anything like that. I’m sorry if that offends you, Ryuzaki, but that’s how I perceive you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It doesn’t matter. He’s dead anyway.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gender defining prefix hit Light over the head like a brick and made him look sharply at L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He?” he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You find that strange?” L replied dully, not looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light hesitated; when he considered the way L sat, and the way he held things, and the way he refused to wear socks, he admitted that a homosexual tendency would probably be the most normal thing about the detective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the revelation itself wasn’t really what had rattled him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I suppose not,” Light answered flatly. “You said he was dead?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes. Not too long ago.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light opened his mouth to say that he was sorry; but instead he gave a small snort of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, Ryuzaki…don’t tell me it was Penber!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course not,” L flexed his long pale fingers, his expression completely emotionless. “His name was Light Yagami.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light felt his heart make a rapid decline towards his stomach, sitting sharply upright to look down at L properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you talking about?!” he snapped incredulously. “Is this your idea of a joke? Are you trying to-?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You asked, and I answered you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well,” Light seethed, “If you love me so damn much, Ryuzaki, then surely it can’t have escaped your notice that I am in fact still very much alive!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L smirked at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re wrong. It isn’t you that I loved. You are Kira.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, in principle, yes, you are the same person,” L agreed absently. “If Kira and Light Yagami were perceived as entirely separate from one another, then Kira would be uncatchable. That is not possible. But we aren’t speaking in terms of principles. Kira is a role you have created for yourself, which means that though it has become a part of Light Yagami, it is not actually him, since Light Yagami existed before Kira did. Kira has only existed for as long as the notebook has been in your possession and you have retained your knowledge of it; the actuality of Kira is infact the link between yourself and the notebook. Remove the notebook and all knowledge of it, and you remove the link, and you therefore remove Kira, and you are left with Light Yagami.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You…know about the memory loss process?” Light asked faintly. “When you give up ownership of the notebook?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a guess. Rem-san would not tell me if I was right or wrong. I will assume I was correct, as you brought it up unprompted.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light took a deep breath; he realized what L was saying. The detective considered that Light-with-Death-Note-memories Kira, and so, by elimination process, that made Light-without-Death-Note-memories… Light Yagami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You loved me after I lost my memory,” he whispered finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You were different then,” L sighed in disinterest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You still suspected me of being Kira.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I suspected that you had been Kira. I knew you were not at that time. I could never love Kira – but now that your memories have returned, and once again you begin your judgments, I do not believe I am wrong in concluding that Light Yagami is dead, because Light Yagami would not do the things that you do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That doesn’t make any sense, Ryuzaki,” Light hissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes it does. Light Yagami was much, much stronger than Kira – much stronger than you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light clenched his shaking fists, furious with L for his words and his assumptions and the love that he was quick to give, but quicker still to take back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So…you would only want me if I gave up the Death Note?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, it is too late for that now. If you were to give it up and lose your memory once again, I would still be forced to have you arrested and sentenced as Kira, because, as I said, the two cannot be entirely separated. Light Yagami became Kira, and so must be punished as such.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then you do not truly love…” Light trailed off, wondering how best to describe the part of him that L had become attached to. “…me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I agree,” L said in a very bored voice. “You’re Kira. We discussed this, Light-kun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you think that, then why do you keep calling me ‘Light-kun’?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Because you hit me for calling you ‘Kira’,” L said flatly by way of reply. “And I suppose that it is a habit by now, rather like the way you still call me ‘Ryuzaki’. I don’t think your father would ever have taken kindly to me addressing you as ‘Kira-kun’, do you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I… I suppose not.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light’s murderous intent was rapidly running out of steam, and for a while he sat in silence, staring fixedly at the carpet and toying with his tie, trying to screw up the courage to just suffocate L with a pillow and be done with it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if he had needed that damn detective to make things harder than they already were…&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. end of part 1. will post part 2 like... uh... tml or sth, if i rmb to. hnn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Ryuzaki, no matter what world, the god of that world creates the rules. You will be defeated by the fake rules I have created, and die for the sin of defying me.” – Light Yagami, Death Note: Volume 7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-5598403521717098510?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5598403521717098510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=5598403521717098510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5598403521717098510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5598403521717098510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/01/l-x-light.html' title='l x light (:'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-8809653892954794930</id><published>2008-01-17T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:05:22.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kira o.0</title><content type='html'>lol. kay. changed blogskin and deleted the...previous...crappy post. i just thought that i'll not continue on that story anymore. so its like, no use to leave it there. im totally out of ideas, but im working on a new death note fic. its my version of death note's ending. and yeah, yaoi again (: working on it...will be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...sec sch life...to put it plainly, it SUCKS. i dont mean the subjects... i mean my class, my school, my teachers- god bloody damn it, they all suck. my classmates are childish like hell, my school is crappy and fucking god damn strict and my teachers are damn freaking stuck up. gah. whatever. i should have gone to bishan park sec, ah, too late now. god freaking damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah okay. mah rant ish over =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im lame. whatever. its like so bloody late now, ima like gonna go eat sth and then sleep... no fics on this post. im tired =.=ll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. w/o further ado, ...... -silence-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well, i forgot my line and thats that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;//memento mori - we are mortals, afterall.\\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-8809653892954794930?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8809653892954794930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=8809653892954794930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8809653892954794930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8809653892954794930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/01/kira-o0.html' title='kira o.0'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-274796012081078680</id><published>2008-01-08T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T22:09:00.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fillers... =P</title><content type='html'>okok... im not gonna continue wiff my story anytime soon &gt;_&gt; im so sorry tobi-kun =O i havent even started writting chap 2 yet.. busy wif my roleplaying on a sora x riku fic. gah. sorry T_T and itachi-kun, to inform u, i think i'll roleplay as axel and u be roxas kay? can we hav an uke axel? O_o srsly... =.=ll and hurray to kakuzu for having an uke riku! (: and about that roleplay on sasori x deidara, ima gonna play as deidara (as usual) and hidan. and can tobi-kun roleplay as zetsu-kun??? (if u can come up wif ALOT of yaoi, then yes, pls play as zetsu... im lacking of tobi x zetsu fics) so gah. chat on my c box or wadeva. dun spam me on email, i know im so bloodly slow to reply, sorry. really really sorry T_T and yes, im still writting that story about ichimaru x aizen. but...its hard =O aizen-sama is naughty &gt;_&gt; hard to type that story... too much yaoi, wun post them here (there are 8 year olds reading this XD) will send to u guys on email. and...itachi-kun's ddr is SPOILT T__T ITACHI-KUN, U BETTER FIX IT QUICK. or else!! oh and can we have a final fantasy fic? about cloud x sephiroth? XDDDD really. im serious &gt;D or cloud x kadaj?? O_o both is fine wif me... all i need is my daily dose of yaoi (: so yeah, chat on my c box, my msn kinda hung up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Veni, vidi, volo in domum redire." (I came, I saw, I want to go home.) - me XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-274796012081078680?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/274796012081078680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=274796012081078680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/274796012081078680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/274796012081078680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/01/fillers-p.html' title='fillers... =P'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-517223431260459315</id><published>2008-01-06T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:44:28.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hohoho (x</title><content type='html'>heh. okay, so maybe ima gonna update this blog like everyday... but whatever. hmm... okay so i can SHADE my pics like a effing pro now XD o0o0oh how i LOVE roleplaying as hidan (x maybe i shld be hidan.... then who will be deidara =O unless i roleplay two ppl... gah. maybe. so yes, im writing a KakuHidan fic. its a roleplay between me and tobi. danna, dun worry, will let u see... sometime XD hm. kay. i'll start posting stories here, though i doubt anyone would read... nevermind.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a SasoDei fic. (no roleplaying involved here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"D-Danna?" Saruki muttered as he sat up on the bed, "What happened?" The only thing he could remember was being poisoned by danna and fainted... Otosan was saying something about becoming a puppet and-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. A PUPPET!? Gosh. "I'm...a puppet?" he stared at his hands and legs. "…Cool." Now he was just like danna! A puppet! How sweet! He jumped off the bed and wandered over to danna. "Where's dad?" he asked. Hm, the last time he saw otosan was before he passed out. Wonder where he went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasori looked up when he was called. Ah, Saruki was awake. He turned around to face his son and smirked at the question. Ha. He couldn't remember what happened could he? Hm? Seemed like he did... "Yes." Was the only one worded answer to the next question. Of course he was a puppet now! He wanted Saruki to last forever, had he not? And he had even gotten the mouth on Saruki’s right hand to work like it was suppose to – and he was proud of that. The only problem was that mouth on Saruki's chest though. Kakuzu wasn't willing to sew it up... Oh well, he could always ask that 'banker' another day – when said banker wasn't so pissed off by a certain white-haired Jashinist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, Saruki thought that it was cool, didn't he? Now Sasori could prove the whole 'turning our son into a puppet is wrong' thing otherwise to Deidara. Hm? "He's downstairs I think..." Sasori stood up from his workstation and held Saruki's hand. "Let’s go find-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU FUCKING DOING YOU JACKASS!? SHUT YOUR BLOODY MOUTH UP! SHUT IT! DARN I SAID STOP FUCKING DOING THAT! I'LL FREAKING SACRIFICE YOU TO JASHIN-SAMA, DAMN IT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Hidan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasori opened the door to see what the commotion was about, not really bothering if he was dragging Saruki around. "Hidan, stop shouting, you'll wake the whole organization up..." Sasori sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidan heard what Sasori said, but he didn't bother to turn back. Instead, he shouted louder, "YOU FUCKING IDIOT! SHUT IT I SAID, SHUT IT!!!" He wasn't going to let Deidara tell Kakuzu about that incident – never ever! Heck, he didn't care if he woke the whole fucking organization up, it didn't matter at that moment – he had worse things to deal with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, looks like Hidan is freaking out now. Perfect! Deidara continued to shuffle his way past the Jashinst and opened the door of Hidan and Kakuzu's room. "Hey, 'Kuzu-san! Guess what? Hidan-teme here-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO NO NO! 'KUZU DON'T BELIEVE ANYTHING HE SAYS! HE IS A DAMN BLOODY LIAR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oto...san?" Saruki walked towards his dad, tugging his sleeve, "What had you done to...uh...to..." Saruki seriously didn't know what that white-haired foul-mouthed man was called. He tilted his head ever-so-slightly, pointing at the Jashinist, "Otosan, what's his name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Damn it! I'M HIDAN, SAY IT! HI-DAN! HOW CAN YOU FUCKING NOT KNOW MY NAME?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Hai...duh...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT THE FUCK?! NO! HIDAN, H-I-D-A-N!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deidara laughed at this – he could not hold back his laughter any longer! This was so amusing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, Hai-duh, stop shouting so loudly – you could wake the whole organization up!" Deidara giggled. 'Hai-duh' Oh god. 'Hai-duh' Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasori merely smirked. Hidan could be such an idiot sometimes... Oh right. If he had guessed what he thought Deidara was going to tell Kakuzu right... Ah, why not? – since that Jashinist was kind of busy right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kakuzu, Hai-duh wanted to tell you that he likes you." Sasori smirked as he walked into Kakuzu's room, talking in an emotionless tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?!" Hidan and Kakuzu both yelled at the same time, staring at Sasori. Kakuzu almost spited out the soda that he was drinking right then! Hidan...liked him? Well, not like it wasn't obvious in the first place...but still. Why would Hidan like someone like him? This was certainly a first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, shit shit shit! Damn that puppeteer! He was so going to pull off said puppeteers' head later and get revenge. How dare that red-head tell 'Kuzu his secret?! Heck, how did the puppeteer even knew his secret?! Did Deidara tell him? Or...or...or what?! Was it so damn obvious that he liked 'Kuzu?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hai-duh likes Kakuzu-senpai!" Saruki smiled, "So...who's uke?" He asked innocently. Really. He wanted to know who was uke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakuzu spited out his soda at this. What the fuck? Who is uke?! Right, he was so going to make sewing up that kids' chest-mouth hurt like hell. Who the heck in their right mind would even teach a kid what uke meant- oh right, his parents..."Deidara and Sasori, would you mind not to FUCKING TEACH YOUR KID THIS KIND OF STUFF?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deidara burst out laughing. "Hah... O-okay, okay. B-but I didn't teach h-him!" He said between gaps of air as he was laughing really hard – a little too hard, maybe. Aw, darn it. Now his stomach hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heh, Saruki... Isn't it obvious who is uke?" Sasori asked in his normal I-don't-give-a-damn-but-humor-me-anyway tone, though this time, he was really cracking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Really? Then it must be Hai-duh! Yay! Hai-duh is uke! Just like danna!" Saruki stated, jumping about. Oh how glad he was to finally find out who is uke! Hm, seemed like Hai-duh isn't too happy now, is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT THE FUCK?! I DON'T LIKE 'KUZU! REALLY! I FUCKING DON'T! AND I'M NOT UKE!" Hidan shouted as he ran down the hallway, blushing furiously. Oh damn that kid. He was so going to torture that stupid little kid and sacrifice him to Jashin-sama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasori smirked, but frowned when Saruki said 'just like danna'. Darn it. Why were kids so smart nowadays? Hah, looks like Hidan is really pissed off. Oh what fun. Hm? Hidan was blushing? Hah! Silly Hidan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasori then turned to face Kakuzu, who was now mouthing insults at the Jashinist. "Kakuzu, take it easy. He won't screw you so soon." He commented. Oh how he loved to scare the members of Akatsuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakuzu twitched. "Fuck off." He muttered, and then walked towards the door and slammed it shut, locking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Danna, why are they always so mean?" Saruki asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because they love one another and hates the rest of the people." Sasori smiled – a creepy little smile – at his answer. Oh, he was so going to tell Leader-sama and hopefully the new couple would get Leader-sama off his and Deidara's backs for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Saruki is the son of Dei and danna (: and a little of KakuHidan was implied here =D my fav couples... wahaha. Hidan is so kawaii, neh? XD thats y i like roleplaying him so much. ha! he's my fav kind of uke! XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Art is the beauty of that single fleeting moment of explosion, un." - Deidara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-517223431260459315?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/517223431260459315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=517223431260459315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/517223431260459315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/517223431260459315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/01/hohoho-x.html' title='hohoho (x'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-4392645955463022973</id><published>2008-01-05T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T19:07:31.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paii seh =OOOOO</title><content type='html'>omg &gt;.&lt; psps so long nv update wor... so uhm. yeah. belated marry xmas and happy new year XD. mhmm. so go mayflower lor. eh. okok larr. hmm. i either go concert band or mordern dance. which should i go? o_0 mordern dance = hip hop. not those other... eh - kind of yucky, disgusting - stuff, ya kay? oh right and lurrfe all my jie and meiis in my new sch (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... should i put stories here? ah, might as well. Enjoy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Favorite Puppet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stared down at the lifeless body, one perfect blonde hair, now stained a deep crimson color, bloodied with the smell of death. Those once beautiful blue eyes, no longer to see the world for what it really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He traced one finger down the smooth skin of blondes' cheek, remembering the once lustful blush that would stain itself there, but it would never resurface again. His lips were parted gently, yet no calming breaths escaped from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasori slowly pulled each article of clothing off of the blondes' body, admiring him for the last time. He bit his lower lip, trying to push feelings he shouldn't have had, trying not to break down. He was a puppet master, and these were his puppets. It was his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...So why was it so hard to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sighed heavily, a small shudder in the breath he took. He drew up a sharp knife, dipped in poison, dragging it down the crevice of the blondes' stomach, beginning his work. With each incision he made, he felt his heart tear more and more, as tears pricked the corners of his eyes, blood slowly seeping to the surface of the blondes' body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was ruining him. He was ruining that once flawless body that was his, dirtying it more than he already had before. He drove deeper as another tear fell, and this time he could almost hear Deidara's screams of pain, begging him to stop, and that he was still alive...That this was all a dream. He could see him writhe under his hand – only it wasn't out of pleasure. He could hear pained groans escape his mouth, gasping for breath as tears began to fall, something he would normally take pleasure in, something that he lived for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But this was different...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt that stinging pain in his heart again, and he swore he was going to lose it. His hands trembled as he pulled out bloody entrails, one by one, almost thankful that he couldn't feel anything, or that he didn't have a proper stomach. As many times he had done this, he swore he could've vomited right about now. It was different if it was just an enemy, he was distanced away from them, they held no meaning too him. But this was Deidara- the one that he shared himself with...The one he shared everything with. Tears began to fall, one by one. There was no sobbing, no begging for him to wake up, just silent grieving as he disemboweled the one he loved the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at his hands, now stained in the blondes' crimson blood. He laughed quietly, almost maniacally as his tears still fell down his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was true, he really was going insane now. He wanted to do something...But he knew inflicting pain on himself wouldn't work, he couldn't feel it anyways. He never thought he could feel emotional pain, either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...But...He couldn't be any more wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He watched the crimson liquid pool onto the floor, seeping into the carpet under him, creating permanent stains, the scent filling the air. He breathed it in, closing his eyes as he knelt down, capturing the others cold lips, cupping the pale cheek in his hand. Some called it Necrophilia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...He called it love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he continued his work, he turned soft, porcelain skin into hard wood, fresh tears welling in his eyes, his face straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was gone. He was now just another one of his puppets, a work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Yes...That title seemed perfect for Deidara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He propped the now lifeless puppet up, re-dressing him as his hand trailed down a now perfectly carved chest. "I told you, Deidara..." He spoke to him, his voice trembling as he entwined his hand with the cold, wooden one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I told you that you'd be mine for forever..." He finished as another kiss was placed on cold lips, closing his own eyes. "My love...My life..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My favorite puppet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;----------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-4392645955463022973?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4392645955463022973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=4392645955463022973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4392645955463022973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/4392645955463022973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2008/01/paii-seh-ooooo.html' title='Paii seh =OOOOO'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-557753923614482382</id><published>2007-12-19T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T19:32:30.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring...</title><content type='html'>lol. ytd chat wif fren on msn, un. he cosplay as tobi &gt;_&gt; i was like "lol hi tobi, un" XDDD gah. his akatsuki cloak damn ex, un. $100+ leh. kao lar. go japan buy cheaper, un. aha...i drew deidara crying like hell complaining to danna "Daaaannnnnaaa!!!~~~ leader-sama is sooooo mean!!! he wouldnt let me blow up the hideout, un!!!~" XDDD hmm. if i was sir leader i would let him do anything he wants &gt;_&gt; but...blowing up the hideout is wrong, un.... zzz deidara is a bad boy XD! tobi is a good boy, yeah ^_^ tobi guaii hai zi (: hmmm... so sianss... gah... i wan the dante dolfie... NO FAIR!!!! I WANT IT, UN!!! DANNA!!! I WANT IT!!! next week christmas, un! yay! darn my mum ask me do christmas cards, un. gah. i dunno wad to do, un. maybe i should draw deidara wearing a santa hat wif rabbit ears o_0 ok. sounds good,un. I WILL DRAW IT NOW. MUHAHAHHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;Deidara - im not wearing that stupid hat, un.&lt;br /&gt;Me - I DONT CARE&lt;br /&gt;Deidara - ART. IS. A-&lt;br /&gt;Me - bomb me and i'll tell danna what u did with tobi.&lt;br /&gt;Deidara - &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA. I WIN XD DEIDARA MUST WEAR THE HAT (: deidei looks cute in it, un~~ &gt;_&gt; i wan cosplay as deidara, un. must find cheap cheap akatsuki cloak first, un. den can kill tobi. wahaha! and maybe i cos play as itachi also, un. (: that is IF i can find a cheap akatsuki cloak in my budget, un. will use ang pao $$$ buy. gah. so many things i wanna buy wif ang pao $, un. dunno should buy what first. &gt;_&gt; kakuzu wants my ang pao $, un T____T kakuzu is mean!!! humph! i'll KILL kakuzu!!!! wahaha! &gt;_&gt; no... maybe i shouldnt, un. or not hidan will kill me .... nuu.... i dun wanna die, un!!! oh yeah. dun kill deidara in naruto plssss T_T i know he went boom when he fight wif sasuke, un. but maybe he wun die, un? like obito? and yeah i think tobi is obito (: HE MUST BE! IM BETTING $5 ON IT, UN! HUMPH! lalala~ okay time to draw my crappy stuff again, un (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Knowledge is power...but power corrupts...and corruption is a crime...and crime doesn't pay...so if you keep on studying you'll go broke!" -me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-557753923614482382?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/557753923614482382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=557753923614482382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/557753923614482382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/557753923614482382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/12/boring.html' title='boring...'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-251115964561636002</id><published>2007-12-18T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T10:10:19.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PH3AR THE EPICNESS!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>new blogskin, un! (: ahhh~~ my minds' current status - YAOI!!!! &gt;_&gt; gah. seen too much yaoi these days, un. MUST. STOP. SEEING. YAOI. NUUUUUUUUUUU I CANT.... &gt;_&gt; *pls ignore me and my yaoi polluted mind* ok. AHEM. so... uh. YAY I CAN FINALLY DRAW OROCHIMARU, UN!!! XD i made him look cute &gt;.&lt;&gt;_&gt; yay orochi~ AHEM. i mean anime worlds' micheal jackson~~~ XD ytd i drew deidara in a kimono... i was like "OMFGWTF!!! THIS IS DAMN CUTE!!!" &gt;_&gt; seriously. he looks like a girl, un. now to draw him wearing a skirt. *evil laughter* oh. shit. he is so gonna kill me &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deidara -  ART. IS. A. BANG. KATSU!&lt;br /&gt;Me - *dead*&lt;br /&gt;Devil - welcome to hell&lt;br /&gt;Me - WTF I DUN WANNA GO TO HELL. YET.&lt;br /&gt;Devil - fine.&lt;br /&gt;Me - *REBIRTH*&lt;br /&gt;Deidara - WTF I TOT I KILLED YOU, UN!&lt;br /&gt;Me - no. no you didnt (:&lt;br /&gt;....srry. ignore me and my crappy imagination. thnk you for ur cooperation, un. sianz. liverpool lost. DAMN IT, UN!!! &gt;_&gt; nvm. go man u, GO!!! XDDDD arsenal sucks. bleah! me = liverpool and man u fan~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok~ now. eh. er. aeh. uhm. &gt;_&gt; ah ok~ my fav char in naruto~ (in order) -top 10-&lt;br /&gt;1 . Deidara&lt;br /&gt;2. Sasori&lt;br /&gt;3. Itachi&lt;br /&gt;4. Orochimaru&lt;br /&gt;5. Hidan&lt;br /&gt;6. Tobi&lt;br /&gt;7. Kakashi&lt;br /&gt;8. Kimimaro&lt;br /&gt;9. Gaara&lt;br /&gt;10. Sasuke&lt;br /&gt;ok. fine. i have to admit. VERY DAMN FREAKING HARD to make them in order, un. i dun think got order la &gt;_&gt; but still. ah. wadeva. sian sias... sunday arh i saw one dante dollfie.... $95.... T.T i wan it, un!! T_____T so ex... zz. nvm. use ang pao $$ buy.&lt;br /&gt;Kakuzu - NO. UR ANG PAO $ IS MINE&lt;br /&gt;Me - WTF HELL NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;ah &gt;_&gt; wadeva. ok time to draw Deidara in a blouse and a mini skirt~ *runs off to draw*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-251115964561636002?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/251115964561636002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=251115964561636002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/251115964561636002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/251115964561636002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/12/ph3ar-epicness.html' title='PH3AR THE EPICNESS!!!!!!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-6992943027679098081</id><published>2007-12-15T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T14:13:47.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>danna!!!! &lt;3333</title><content type='html'>ok. erhm. im bored. T_T i started drawing some crappy stuff and i was like "OMFGROFLLMAO" after i drew finish it. XD i was drawing sasori jumping up and down and shouting "kyaaaa!" at deidara. lol. and now sasori hates me &gt;_&gt; gah. whatever. he never liked me anyway. cos he only like deidei. XP and gahh!!! baka kisame!!! &gt;.&lt; i was surfing the net finding pics of akatsuki. then i came upon a kisame x itachi comic strip. kisame raped itachi.&lt;br /&gt;so i was like "NO! BAD KISAME, BAD! DUN RAPE ITACHI! ITACHI IS MINE!" lol. bleah. and o0oo0o0o0oo i can finally draw zetsu now. he doesnt look crappy anymore~ yay! yesterday i was drawing crappy chibi stuff. i piled up all my fav chars from random animes and it was like "OMFG. ATTACK OF THE CHIBIS!" lol. hah. i like the way aidou from vampire knights turned out in my drawing. he looked SO cute. XD i dun think i can draw him like that again &gt;_&gt; gah. nevermind. im not showing anyone the pic! humph. my prized possesion! bleah! u guys will steal it! so, NO! im not showing it to anyone! i was like writing a fan fic on akatsuki.. and now.... hidan is mad at me for throwing his head into the toilet bowl T_T nuuu~~!! hidan-kun!! i said i was sorry!! T____T&lt;br /&gt;hidan - i dont fcking care! you fcking throwed my head into the fcking toilet bowl and now you fcking say you are fcking sorry? you think i fcking give a fcking damn?&lt;br /&gt;..... lol too much vulgarities.... &gt;_&gt; hidan should win the "person who used the most number of the word 'fck' in a year" award. yeah! he should! he'll win first prize! XD ok. now hidan is pissed again. gah. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me - HIDAN! STOP HITTING ME! GRRR!&lt;br /&gt;hidan - you think i fcking care?&lt;br /&gt;me - no T_T&lt;br /&gt;gah. poor me. &gt;_&gt; danna save me~~ T_T aww. danna is playing wif deidei and has no intention of saving me. darn. i think my head would roll out soon &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head - *rolls on floor*&lt;br /&gt;hidan - HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;me - &amp;amp;*%^*&amp;amp;*%%##&amp;amp;%+)%$$%$!!!!!!!! GIVE ME MY ^$%^#$#@&amp;amp;* HEAD BACK YOU %^&amp;amp;$#$#$^&amp;amp;%^$(&amp;amp;*%!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol. XD. yeah. i got my head back. hurray! &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is a BANG, un! &lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-6992943027679098081?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6992943027679098081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=6992943027679098081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6992943027679098081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/6992943027679098081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/12/danna-3333.html' title='danna!!!! &lt;3333'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1405685343192345763</id><published>2007-12-11T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T12:30:25.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..... lala land (:</title><content type='html'>pai seh so long no blog lar &gt;_&gt; busy mah. lol. bah. wadeva. holidays r boring. damn jashin about it. this sucks. ahh my freaking story is like .... uh... lol. nvm (: darn.... so boring .... gahh.... i wan faster chistmas.... faster new year.... den can faster go sec sch. not like i am excited or anything. but life go faster better, neh? darn it. now i like deidara &gt;_&gt; woah... i change my fav chars very fast, eh? ok. wadeva. i still like kakashi and gaara though. hmm... my fav chars in naruto - (not in order)  - kakashi, gaara, kimimaro, orochimaru, itachi, sasuke, deidara, sasori and hidan. =DDD they all rocks ^^ akatsuki rocks! sakura sucks! bleah! ino is cuter than sakura. wahaha! sakura sucks ass badly. woah! :) i should start talking like deidara yeah? lol. i love the way deidara talks, un! his art rocks, yeah! :) deidara x sasori is the best pair ever, un!!! sasuke x naruto, hidan x kakuzu and orochi x kabuto are also good.... but i still like dei x saso .... deidei is cute, un! :) danna~! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1405685343192345763?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1405685343192345763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1405685343192345763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1405685343192345763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1405685343192345763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/12/lala-land.html' title='..... lala land (:'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1879511039222273865</id><published>2007-12-08T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T12:41:39.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala (:</title><content type='html'>pai seh so long nv blog ... internet kinda hung up on me... fck that... anyways.. im creating a new blog  to put my crappy stuff there... creating it when i have time.. but now no time so... cya. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: this IS a filler for all these times that i was away. thnks for ur kind understanding. sorry i wasted like 20seconds of ur life. i cant pay that back to u. i dun have much time to spare either. XD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1879511039222273865?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1879511039222273865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1879511039222273865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1879511039222273865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1879511039222273865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/12/lalala.html' title='lalala (:'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-3541097762938967366</id><published>2007-12-03T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T10:38:12.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1234567890 XPPP</title><content type='html'>today going karaoke wif cindy, her didi and her mum... lol.. wonder wad song she will sing o.0... mayb sing old old song wakakaka!! ... XP den hor sound crappy one... o.0..... nonono... cant imagine liao ltr i eat de food all vomit out lol. jkjk =X so sianxx... haizz.. i hav been wondering..... yy at nite de cloud move slower than morning de cloud????... anyone know the ans?.. the ans im looking for is not like "science" question arh... ("science" question as in.. ur ans will b sth like -- at nite no wind.. or wadeva crap. i dun wan this type of ans.) well... my ans is.... at nite the cloud is dark dark de mah... so like it has alot of "darkness" in it la... darkness as in... troubles... problems..... these kinda things.... so it cant move forward until those problems are solved.. not even the wind can help them.... wind.... as in... those you treasure....important ppl to you.... not even they can help you...... all the coulds can do... is wait for the sun to rise and clear all their problems away... then... they can move on........ ^^ my reason is weird... wadeva lor.. im weird anyway... but ii think my ans is kinda true... right???... and... hmm.. one more question... y does rainbows have to appear after the rain? again, this is not a "science" question.... (dun gimme crappy ans like -- the rain breaks up the 7 colours of light and blah blah blah...) my ans is..... the rain is like all the problems you face... only after you solve those problems, then you can move on with life and you will see results.... and those good results.... are like the rainbow... lol ok another weird reason... but who cares... i feel that it got meaning can liao... it has meaning to me anyway.... k... so... i was wondering... who hates rainbows?.... well... i think.. only those who hav not yet seen a rainbow in their life would hate them.... mayb im one of them..... no one understands me... i dun even understand myself..... i just dun know... y im behaving like this? all those lies... all those words..... yy do ii even hurt myself?.... for all that i hav done.... what i get is nothing like a rainbow.... all i get is more rain..... sorrow....sadness...anger... and regret.... yy do i even try so hard to make myself happy?... y cant i just.. give up?... death is the only way to escape from this terrible fate.... fate..... wad is my fate?... wad is my destiny??? its painful living on without a goal..... its horrible........ no one can understand how i feel... no one.... not even myself......... its painful...... its a torture..... i dun wanna live on this way.... but there is nothing i can do..... i cant change who i am... i cant change my destiny...................... mayb i dun seem like this infront of people... but i want them to know.... its only an act... if you know me well enuff... you will know that deep down... im suffering....  i learnt this somewhere - hito wa kodokuni ga kattenai.... it means that people cannot win against their loneliness.... it describes me quite well.... all i feel inside.... is loneliness... emptiness..... i just dont see why i should live on..... all i want to know.... is that..... will i eventually find someone who understands me?..... the answer... is most probably... no.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-3541097762938967366?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3541097762938967366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=3541097762938967366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3541097762938967366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3541097762938967366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/12/1234567890-xppp.html' title='1234567890 XPPP'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-3322605369668916821</id><published>2007-11-29T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:45:05.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala? o.0</title><content type='html'>lol pai seh la so long no blog... busy XD so... yah...... my chemical romance coming singapore in 11/12/07. I WAN GO THEIR CONCERT!!!! i wan see gerard way!!!!! KYYYAAAAAA!!!! gerard way so shuaiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! XD.... i  wan go jay chou de concert in 2008 also!!! JAY CHOU SO KAWAIII!! &gt;&lt;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... i put mayflower as first choice.... dun go zhong hua liao XD now sure go mayflower... wahahhahahah  yay same as sheila.... lolzzz .... yay!! YAY........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAN SEE GERARD WAY!!! I WAN HIS SIGNATURE!! KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! GERARD WAY SO SHUAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-3322605369668916821?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3322605369668916821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=3322605369668916821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3322605369668916821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3322605369668916821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/11/lalala-o0.html' title='lalala? o.0'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-3039890621953767162</id><published>2007-11-22T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:21:18.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results results results...</title><content type='html'>lolzz... i got 231 for psle... woahh... all A's sia... kool ^^ i nv revise so its kool le. if revise sure get more but i dun give a damn. hmm... 5 more marks den can go zhong hua... but nvm.. i'll just try try and put zhong hua as first choice. den mayflower second. ang mo kio sec less by 1 mark but i'll put it 3rd choice.. den maybe deyi and peirce... and hmm.. i dunnno wads the last choice lol. just anyhow put one sch dat i sure cannot go in.. for eg... anderson .. XD!! 250++ de lor.. sure cant in lol. i think if zhong hua reject then i'll go mayflower.. so ya.. most likely mayflower.. but who knows? maybe zhong hua accept wahaha!! den i happy till siao. lol. hmm... i wonder wad cca shld i join... x_X mayb join... err... =.=ll dunno lolzz ... y so many ppl ask me uniform? lol.. zhong hua de is white blouse green skirt... den mayflower both brown de.. ang mo kio is both green de.. and the rest i dunno. but still zhong hua nicer zzz!! i wanna go zhong hua T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolzz.. .ehh ... i just watched a part of the movie Get Real on youtube.. haiz y the IDIOTIC person nv upload all? T.T now i REALLY want the DVD of Get Real... sobs.... I WAN IT NOW. WAHHH!!! T.T III WANNNN ITTT........................ zzz seriously... i dunno where to find it.. if someone could gimme that DVD for chirstmas I WILL BE DAMN FREAKING HAPPY.. but haiz. no one cares about me anyway so why bother .. zzz... i want it T.T...... i dun freaking CARE if its gay.. I LOVE IT. IT ROCKS. XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-3039890621953767162?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3039890621953767162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=3039890621953767162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3039890621953767162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/3039890621953767162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/11/results-results-results.html' title='results results results...'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-2380217830919237753</id><published>2007-11-21T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:08:30.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no one understands me...</title><content type='html'>haizzz... now i just feel that... no one understands me... i dun even understand myself... i just... i dont know what to do...im weird... im a freak...... im just... .haizzzzz..... nvm........ so tml must go back sch take results.... haiz... what a waste of time... not like im busy or anything but.. i dun see the need to go to sch at 11am to take one freaking result. i dun give a damn to how much my score is. i just wanna leave the sch and all my sad memories behind... i've suffered enuff in pcps. but.. i will miss my frens.... and teachers.... and ..... i will miss the whole sch... haizzz... nvm.. forget it =.=lll im weird &gt;.&lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaara - ya u r... now write the next epi of the fan fic... i dun have all day..&lt;br /&gt;me - humph! fine!&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - finally.....&lt;br /&gt;me - what?&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - nth&lt;br /&gt;naruto - when do i get my ramen?&lt;br /&gt;me - err...&lt;br /&gt;naruto - well?&lt;br /&gt;me - tomorrow morning ^^&lt;br /&gt;naruto - but arent u going to sch tml morning?&lt;br /&gt;me - oh ya... fine... after i come back from sch den..&lt;br /&gt;naruto - y do u need to go to sch again?&lt;br /&gt;me - get my results for psle&lt;br /&gt;naruto - oh!!~~ good luck!&lt;br /&gt;me - tqtq!!&lt;br /&gt;gaara - good...lu-&lt;br /&gt;me - KYAAA!! TQTQTQTQTQTQ GAARA!!!! II LOVE EUU! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;gaara - .........freak...&lt;br /&gt;me - T.T&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - lolz.. poor gaara&lt;br /&gt;me - WTF...&lt;br /&gt;gaara - zzzz&lt;br /&gt;me - *sobs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-2380217830919237753?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2380217830919237753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=2380217830919237753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2380217830919237753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/2380217830919237753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-one-understands-me.html' title='no one understands me...'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-7352090708065083370</id><published>2007-11-17T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T12:04:28.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;.&lt;;;;; o.0 =P :)</title><content type='html'>HOLIDAYS RR GREAT!! &lt;--- if thats what u r expecting me to say, u r wrong. the holis rr so boring... and today is only the first day.. omg... how am i going to live through this =.=lll haizz.. waste my time doing nth... lol.... nvm... i'd rather do nth than do sth.... kay... so .... im like tryin to find a DVD/VCD of a movie called - Get Real. haiz.. cant find it anywhere.... i rilli wann it... can anyone help me find? find le buy for me can?? chistmas present?? pls?? iii wannn itttt T.T siansss.. nth to do nehhs... maple play till sian le... so i'll quit maple for awhile... for 2 months maybe... haizzz... life is boring.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-7352090708065083370?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7352090708065083370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=7352090708065083370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7352090708065083370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/7352090708065083370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/11/o0-p.html' title='&gt;.&lt;;;;; o.0 =P :)'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1158510224092417178</id><published>2007-11-16T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T11:46:49.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6E '07 rocks forever!  &lt;33333</title><content type='html'>after all i've been through, i started to cherish 6E...but now, it's all too late... i'll miss everyone in 6E... 6E '07 rocks forever! personally.... i want to thank some people that made 6E what it is today, the people that contributed to help make 6E a class that i'd never want to leave. firstly... i want to thank my frens... leong yi en, cindy tee, shermin teo and lee yi lian... without you all, i'll never be who i am today.... thanks for everything that you all have done for me...you guys are the best frens i could have..... next... i want to thank... wesley ong, benjamin koh, ang jun wei, chan tow kai, tan yun hong, clement chew and zhi hao.... without you all, our class will be boring and dull... thanks for giving the class the best gift ever... laughter and joy. and... charmian ong... thanks for cheering me up whenever im sad.... although sometimes... i dun really like u... but... i hope we will be frens forever... and i want to thank hiew jun hui... without disturbing you... i would have been bored to death.... thanks for putting up with me and not getting angry all these years... and marcus... thanks for helping me everytime.... shi hui.... sorry for calling you horse all the time... thanks for putting up with me... thanks for not getting angry... im sorry i hated you so much.... im sorry for disturbing you so much... sheila.... although i only know u at the last term of the class... i still want to thank you for giving me joy.... i hope we can be frens forever. yuh zhen... thanks for being my fren... although i hated you... i just want you to know... that i dun hate you anymore... i hope we can be frens.... nathaniel, andre, buwei and elmer... sorry for disturbing you all... without you... i would never have so much fun in pri 5... seow meng... without quarelling with you... there would not be any fun...and the teachers..... miss jane... thanks for teaching me... thanks for making me who i am today.... chen lao shi.... thanks for scolding me... thanks for putting up with me... thanks for believing in me... i know i have given you alot of trouble.... but all i want to say now... is... im so sorry.... mr teng.... sorry for making fun of you... i now know that you are a great teacher.... mdm han.... thanks for teaching me... when ever i fail my ting xie... you wun scold me... thanks for believing in me... mrs chen... although i dun really like PE.... but... u r a great teacher.... and..... well.... thanks to everyone in 6E.... without you all... i would not be who i am today.... i'll really... really... miss you all... thanks for making my stay in pei chun worth while.... thanks for making me smile.... thanks for everything that you all have done.... 6E '07 ROX FOHEVA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-1158510224092417178?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1158510224092417178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=1158510224092417178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1158510224092417178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/1158510224092417178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/11/6e-07-rocks-forever-33333.html' title='6E &apos;07 rocks forever!  &lt;33333'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-5391958972132464510</id><published>2007-11-14T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T15:01:33.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIANZZ LAME MOVIE!!</title><content type='html'>haiz.... today cher bring us go watch movie.... so SIAN. WTF Y WATCH UNDERDOG SIA??? SO DAMN FKCING LAME!!!! FREAKING BLOODY HELL LAME!!!! not nice to watch de lors... i rather watch other show.... zzzzzzzzzz but hor... the show i wan watch de ishh M18 WTF... sucks... den wtf la... yuh zhen really like benjamin sia.. in the cinema hors... she was like "LOOK, BEN WEAR SPECS SO WEIRD LIKE LAO AH PEH." wtf... who cares??? only she keep looking at ben.. zzz =.=lll den ben like other people. she jealous! HAHA!! lol... (i will not sabo dat person =.=ll) lolssss.... XD den IDIOTIC nathaniel throw popcorn at yuh zhen... lols... we laff like siao xP den after dat... go bac class... play cheat... kns idiot wesley..... destroy the game T.T lols.... at least i win WAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KYAA GAARA SHOO SHUAII!! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "wtf did you say ky?"&lt;br /&gt;me - "errrr..."&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "she said dat u r shuaii."&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "dotz..."&lt;br /&gt;me - "BAKA SASUKE."&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "wad did i do?"&lt;br /&gt;me - "BAKA!!"&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - *throws throwing stars at me*&lt;br /&gt;me - *hides behind gaara*&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "WHY R U HIDING BEHIND ME?!"&lt;br /&gt;me - "cos u r shooo kawaii xD!!!"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - ".............. IM NOT KAWAII!!"&lt;br /&gt;me - "YOU ARE!!!" :)&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "zzzzzzzz"&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "lol. at least someone likes gaara."&lt;br /&gt;me - "SASUKE SHUT THE BLOODY HELL UP" *glares*&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - o.0&lt;br /&gt;gaara - =.=lll&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "kay. enuff of this crap. WRITE THE NEXT EPI OF UR FAN-FIC"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "YA. STOP STALLING."&lt;br /&gt;me - "but gaara.... T.T ........................... "&lt;br /&gt;gaara - *glares*&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "zzzzzzz"&lt;br /&gt;me - "fine!! T.T all bully little kid"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "........."&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "lame....."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-5391958972132464510?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5391958972132464510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=5391958972132464510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5391958972132464510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/5391958972132464510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/11/sianzz-lame-movie.html' title='SIANZZ LAME MOVIE!!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-8960486080699466613</id><published>2007-11-12T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:12:26.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIAOZZZ!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>lols.. i din go sch again... and wtf... STOP ASKIN ME WHY... i cant wake up xD!!! ytd go wedding dinner so go hme late den cannot wake up. and my mother sick also so she dun wan send me to sch. lols. wahaha so good hor???? xD!!!! wahhh my fan-fic write till epi 13... lol... 13 =.=lll lol.... hahaa... wahahaa.... muahahahahhaa.. *choke* -.-lll *cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "YOU ARE SLACKING AGAIN! STOP STALLING!"&lt;br /&gt;me - "wahhh T.T gaara ishh shooo mean!!!"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - =.=lll&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "gaara is rite. U R STALLING!"&lt;br /&gt;me - "!!!! BAKA SASUKE!!! BAKA!!!"&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "U DEN BAKA!"&lt;br /&gt;me - *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - =.=lll&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "mad ppl"&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "SHE IS MAD. NOT ME."&lt;br /&gt;me - "WTF U SAY SASUKE?!?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "U R MAD!"&lt;br /&gt;me - "GAARA T.T!!!! sasuke bully me!!!" *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;gaara - *dotz*&lt;br /&gt;me - "GAARA . kill sasuke for me will u? pwease??? T.T"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "hnn... i wun kill him for you. but i will kill him for my own sake" *sand FLOWS towards sasuke*&lt;br /&gt;me - "YAY! GAARA ISHH DA BEST!!!"&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - *runs*&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "....."&lt;br /&gt;me - "HAHAA!!! RUN SASUKE!! RUN!!"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "....."&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - ".............. =.=lll"&lt;br /&gt;sakura - "SASUKE!!! GAARA STOP IT YOU BAKA!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;me - "SAKURA U BAKA!!! STOP SCOLDING MY GAARA!!"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - " .... since when did i become yours?"&lt;br /&gt;me - =X&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "WELL????"&lt;br /&gt;me - "GAARA'S SO MEAN T.T!!!"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "...."&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "STOP IT. BOTH OF YOU."&lt;br /&gt;me - "FINE, MR BAKA SASUKE."&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "WHAT!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;me - "....nth..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-8960486080699466613?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8960486080699466613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=8960486080699466613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8960486080699466613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8960486080699466613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/11/diaozzz.html' title='DIAOZZZ!!!!!!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-8462566318616116009</id><published>2007-11-11T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T16:54:24.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hand... so... bloody... pain...</title><content type='html'>lols... i type my fan-fic about gaara till hand pain... 11 chapters in a row xD~! me so pro. =P bleh! but srry i wun post it on the net... ltr ppl copy =.=ll anyone wan read tell me bahs... anyway its not THAT nice... no need to read xD i type for fun nia =S not like anyone will read it anyway &gt;.&lt;;;; but sians... 1 week more then holiday... ARGH! HAND PAIN... FCKING LEFT HAND! USELESS LIKE **** =.=ll... shyt.. lols... im mad o.0;;; nvm.. use 1 hand type =.=ll err ... so tonite my mother fren got wedding dinner... YAY FREE WINE! xP hope its white wine... i LOVE white wine... nahh...  I LOVE GAARA MORE!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "I HEARD THAT. stop being LAME"&lt;br /&gt;me - "T_T"&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "haha... at least SOMEONE loves gaara xD!"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - " WHAT DID YOU SAY?"&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "moron"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "WHAT?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;me - " SASUKE STFU!!!" *throws throwing stars at sasuke* "GET OUT OF MY BLOG!"&lt;br /&gt;sasuke - "fine... no one reads it anyway."&lt;br /&gt;me - "grrrr...."&lt;br /&gt;gaara  - "where's my script for the next fan-fic?"&lt;br /&gt;me - "oops..."&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "WELL? WHERE IS IT?" *glares*&lt;br /&gt;me - *glups*&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "STOP SLACKING!"&lt;br /&gt;me - "wahh T.T gaara's so mean!!"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - *glares*&lt;br /&gt;me - "FINE!!! T.T"&lt;br /&gt;naruto - *jumps into scene* "KY, WHERES THE RAMEN YOU PROMISED ME?"&lt;br /&gt;me - "WAIT. CANT U SEE IM BUSY NARUTO?"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "I SAID STOP SLACKING!"&lt;br /&gt;me - *sobs* " gaara is being mean again T.T&lt;br /&gt;gaara - *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;naruto - "my RAMEN!!"&lt;br /&gt;ichimaru (from bleach) - "hi" *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;me - "HAIII!!!" *waves hand like mad woman*&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "ICHIMARU! U R IN THE WRONG PLACE!"&lt;br /&gt;ichimaru - "oops... sorry. i dint know u were fliming here. i tot u were slacking."&lt;br /&gt;gaara " I DINT SLACK! ITS HER!!!" *points at me*&lt;br /&gt;me - "...." *glups*&lt;br /&gt;ichimaru - "lol" *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "STOP SLACKING AND WRITE THE NEXT EPI OF THE FAN-FIC ALREADY!"&lt;br /&gt;me - "GAARA'S SOOOOO MEAN!!!" *SOBS*&lt;br /&gt;gaara - =.=lll&lt;br /&gt;me - *runs away to the toilet to cry*&lt;br /&gt;gaara - ".........."&lt;br /&gt;ichimaru - "i'd better get out of here before anything happens =.=lll"&lt;br /&gt;naruto - "GAARA! LOOK WHAT YOU DID! YOU MADE HER CRY!!"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "......."&lt;br /&gt;ichimaru - "gaara, apologise to her when she comes back. buaii xD!" *leaves room*&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "......its not my fau-"&lt;br /&gt;naruto - "IT IS YOUR FAULT!"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "fine........"&lt;br /&gt;me - *walks out of toilet*&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "srry..."&lt;br /&gt;me - *eyes widen*&lt;br /&gt;naruto - "yay gaara finally apologises!"&lt;br /&gt;me - " O.O!!!"&lt;br /&gt;gaara - "......" *walks out of room*&lt;br /&gt;naruto - "NOW~~ MY RAMEN!! XD!"&lt;br /&gt;me - "haha. kk" *walks out to buy ramen*&lt;br /&gt;naruto - *runs along*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38045734-8462566318616116009?l=daiisuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8462566318616116009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38045734&amp;postID=8462566318616116009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8462566318616116009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38045734/posts/default/8462566318616116009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daiisuki.blogspot.com/2007/11/hand-so-bloody-pain.html' title='hand... so... bloody... pain...'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16972604508164819695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38045734.post-1285226535070120634</id><published>2007-11-09T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T14:17:19.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid relief teacher...</title><content type='html'>lol. seow meng quarreled wif a relief cher (again. lol) anyways.. seriously, seow meng, you have our support. xD that bitch should just shut her bloody damn freaking mouth up. what rights does she have to curse singapore like that? (YES, SHE CURSED SINGAPORE. AND US TOO!) and she said that if she went overseas, she wun dare to tell anyone that she is from singapore. I MEAN WTF?! SHE IS NOT PROUD OF HER OWN COUNTRY AT ALL! then by all means, migrate somewhere else. dun pollute us, kids, with your fcking crap. and whats worse, is that she even scolded her mother for being naggy. hey, i think it runs in the family. SHE NAGGED ABOUT CRAP TO US! WHAT RIGHTS DOES SHE HAVE TO DO THAT TO US? ITS PURE TORTURE! she even said something about our toilets being not clean enuff. hey, ya kno what bitch? go to china, africa or even indonesia AND THEN TELL US HOW CLEAN OUR TOILETS ARE. why even bother to compare? the results is obvious that OUR TOILET IS WAY FCKING CLEANER. and guess what? she even talked about a malay lady taking too much toilet paper. WTF? why do you have to FREAKING CARE SO MUCH? and she even cursed their culture of being to "clean" and needing to take too much toilet paper. what? is toilet paper THAT important to you? then well, GO BUY A WHOLE BUNCH OF IT AND STUFF IT IN THAT BITCHY MOUTH OF YOURS. u even CLAIM that u r the authority when she doesnt even know what that word mean. if u r the authority, u wouldnt be here talking to us, students, about CRAPPY stuff like detesting our OWN country. if people like to take so much food at buffets, it just means that they CAN bare the responsibility to PAY for the food. on the other hand, i know that u ARE so DAMN FREAKING POOR that u cant even pay for a buffet. even authorities MAKE MISTAKES. so just admit that YOU made a mistake and SHUT YOUR BLOODY MOUTH UP. what mistakes did she made? you might ask. the answer to that question is simple. she claimed that she let them (the ppl who just came back from interclass competition) go to the toilet to clean themselves up. HEY. WAKE UP HUMJI! u have no rights to see how long we take to go to the toilet and back. for all u kno, we may be held up somewhere, by some teacher who wanted us to do sth. if u say that talking to the teacher is not important, THAN WHO R U TO CONTROL US? we respect the teacher and wanted to see if we could help them. i would understand if u dun kno  what respecting teachers mean. cos u r too bitchy and no one would respect u. but, the reason they gave that someone wanted to change clothes is true. someone really did. (i would not reveal the person's name for my own sake) so OPEN YOUR BLOODY DAMN EYES AND SEE THE FREAKING TRUTH BEFORE U GIVE SOME STUPID COMMENTS. she even said "i'll educate you. and you will educate your children. and they will educate theirs. and hopefully, we wont have to 
