<?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-13157075</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:46:45.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy in the sky with clowns</title><subtitle type='html'>bleh</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13157075.post-5712131332514210580</id><published>2008-01-16T00:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T01:37:01.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aimed blade at "you"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My words won't reach your heart anymore I know but...&lt;br /&gt;While being lovers you made some special memories for me&lt;br /&gt;a flower that bloomed like the dreams we dreamed up together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a corner of my heart a faint sound reveals the meaning of your voice&lt;br /&gt;Now the answer of the past will never be again&lt;br /&gt;Under the setting of the moon that night we made some precious memories&lt;br /&gt;while holding hands together and looking at the sky&lt;br /&gt;I wished for my love to go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to join our hands tightly&lt;br /&gt;I can't see into the future but, stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Embrace me and don't ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That beautiful child smile you have&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your eyes would touch mine I'll tremble&lt;br /&gt;Even those black glasses that looked surprisingly good on you&lt;br /&gt;But even now I love you...&lt;br /&gt;your voice, your eyes, the way you move, everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful warmth of your skin enveloped this body&lt;br /&gt;to make it strong enough to survive&lt;br /&gt;Your shy face when we kissed so dear to me&lt;br /&gt;The way you blush when I touch you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget your kindness&lt;br /&gt;the most beautiful thing you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you're looking at the sky night too?&lt;br /&gt;I look at the stars because you are there...&lt;br /&gt;I wish this feeling would get you... one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I started ths letter with  "I'm sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it's not unexpected that you can't forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm waiting, in front of a phone that never rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-5712131332514210580?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13157075.post-4793082028716817835</id><published>2008-01-07T22:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T00:28:25.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My life isn't as precious as it used to be...</title><content type='html'>and so it is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-4793082028716817835?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/4793082028716817835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=4793082028716817835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/4793082028716817835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/4793082028716817835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-life-isnt-as-precious-as-it-used-to.html' title='My life isn&apos;t as precious as it used to be...'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13157075.post-6894299295453487098</id><published>2007-12-24T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T20:30:08.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is so clear when I look at your eyes</title><content type='html'>Lately the clowns come and look for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To laugh at my despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I show no heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For I have none&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ripped from chest it is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the hands of my punishment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll stand and go together we said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pretended so many days, so that when the time would come I wouldn't cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... you know what really happened don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many things, so many questions, so many feelings yet... this hollow sensation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now and forever we'll be together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So let me tell you this to you whose smile is full of sadness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never be ashamed of yourself, of who you are, cause there is more than eyes meet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So smile to what comes next you... you kind klown who wears eyes of the stars and lips of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The night is still, the streets are quiet,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this house lived my Love;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She left the town long before,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet her house is still standing in the same place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There I also see a man standing and staring into the heavens,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wringing his hands in violent grief.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shudder when I behold his face;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The moon reveals to me my own likeness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You Doppelgänger, you pale companion!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do you mimic my lovesickness, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That tormented me at this place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For so many nights in the past?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time to go back to the real world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and lay in eternal sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I'm reborn I'm doomed to love you again anyway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;right...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lately I see the stars and they remind me of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yah this cold night...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I mean I have lived 15 years without you... can't be that hard huh? ma belle pech'e?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;right? right...&lt;/em&gt;  else you'll make me feel a p'ech'e myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm always late I know xD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strip it down and claim it whenever you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yah suddenly I only say foolish things but that's me! xD&lt;/p&gt;It's clear now... yes our distance is clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUvqF8OYw8I/R3BiYIZn9sI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ODUZluw7AqY/s1600-h/kingheartssunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147722540795819714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUvqF8OYw8I/R3BiYIZn9sI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ODUZluw7AqY/s320/kingheartssunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;merry christmas btw.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EUvqF8OYw8I/R3BiYIZn9sI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ODUZluw7AqY/s72-c/kingheartssunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13157075.post-114157954062501498</id><published>2006-03-05T11:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T11:25:40.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead-ly</title><content type='html'>this blog is officially dead again xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-114157954062501498?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13157075.post-113979684851493907</id><published>2006-02-12T20:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T20:14:08.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychedelic dummy waltz ~ Remnants of heretic terror</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Look at this dammit &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Class Clown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 42% Rational, 71% Extroverted, 57% Brutal, and 71% Arrogant. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;You are the Class Clown. This means you walk down the center of the classroom with books on your head, while the teacher stares on in... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shit, I really need to stop looking at these pictures while I'm typing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I MEANT to say that you are the Class Clown, and this means that you are extroverted, mean, and arrogant. You are not very rational, so you gravitate towards things that produce feelings or emotions over thoughts (like fart jokes or spitballs, for instance). You are also an extrovert and rather full of yourself, so of course you want constant attention for yourself and think you are somehow better than others. (Upon hearing the expression "you are full of yourself", you probably also slyly feel the need to ask women if they would like to be "full of yourself" too. I am assuming you have a penis. I often make that assumption, being fond of the penis.) You can also be a bit mean-spirited, and like a class clown you wouldn't hesitate to make a joke at someone else's expense, no matter how terrible it would make them feel. So your personality defects are that you have to be the center of attention, that you don't care about others, and that you are rather irrational and motivated by intuitions. Now stop walking around with those books on your head and sit down this instant! Or else I'll be forced to stand here, hands on my hips, doing nothing once again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;To put it less negatively:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. You are more INTUITIVE than rational. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. You are more EXTROVERTED than introverted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. You are more BRUTAL than gentle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. You are more ARROGANT than humble.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Compatibility:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your exact opposite is the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;Robot&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other personalities you would probably get along with are the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;Schoolyard Bully&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;Smartass&lt;/a&gt;, and the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;Brute&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The other personality types:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Emo Kid&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Starving Artist&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Bitch-Slap&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Brute&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Hippie&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Televangelist&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Schoolyard Bully&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Class Clown&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Robot&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Haughty Intellectual&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Spiteful Loner&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Sociopath&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Hand-Raiser&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Braggart&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Capitalist Pig&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Smartass&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/156/664/1566642811609810544/mt1114812073.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td width="45" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td width="105" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;30%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Rationality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td width="108" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td width="42" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;72%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Extroversion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td width="96" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td width="54" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;64%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Brutality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td width="119" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td width="31" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;79%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Arrogance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid="4741219933576750506'"&gt;The Personality Defect Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid="1566642811609810544'"&gt;saint_gasoline&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com'"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="'http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'"&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-113979684851493907?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/113979684851493907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=113979684851493907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113979684851493907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113979684851493907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2006/02/psychedelic-dummy-waltz-remnants-of.html' title='Psychedelic dummy waltz ~ Remnants of heretic terror'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-113928691828474332</id><published>2006-02-06T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:35:18.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MoNoOcHroOme DreamsS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Hello, hellooooooOo, hELOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ugh stupid days have been boring like ever, en fin tuve que correr a mi gato[gata] por que mi abuela no la quiere etc etc etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And today I dreamt I was being eated by a lots of cats dammit! &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Plastic tree viene a mexico? sera cierto? sera posible? nay o si?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;En fin no hay nada que contar solo que me subieron a nivel 5 de ingles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;In other words... Hello Kurobie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahm some weird bitches often look at as if I was one of them...&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/13157075-113928691828474332?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/113928691828474332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=113928691828474332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113928691828474332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113928691828474332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2006/02/monoochroome-dreamss.html' title='MoNoOcHroOme DreamsS'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-113833855933973998</id><published>2006-01-26T23:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T17:11:23.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The reality about this world is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,153)"&gt;That there are things you just can't do anything about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Blah I can't just belive this... naze, naze, naze?! why do I have to stay at the same level with the maggots? I just don't get it!, I'm better, cool, handsome, perfect( hahaha nobody believes this) anyway I hate that bitch! how could she do this to me?! I had to saty in level 5 in english not 4! blahs and mehs anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah now I see that a stupid sheet of paper means more than your own knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever... I still think I'm better than those silly dumby(??) indians hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways anyways... Yo tengo que estar en 5nto nivel no en 4to! agh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An entry full of hate for my english teacher xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;~I'm the greatest bitch~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-113833855933973998?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/113833855933973998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=113833855933973998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113833855933973998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113833855933973998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2006/01/reality-about-this-world-is.html' title='The reality about this world is...'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-113782094477051891</id><published>2006-01-20T22:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T23:22:24.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for sucking my life away...~again~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;January 20th: Today is January 20, Manliness Day. I've come to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;that being called 'manly' is a bad thing, like how the words 'naive'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and 'innocent' mean 'airhead' when used in a bad way. Is this what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;they mean by growing up?... but I haven't grown up yet anywaaaaay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Today also was a significant day--- Half of everything in this world is really odd...--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pase calculo por fin al fin! prometo ir a la iglesia! o almenos pasar por donde halla una! wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu con 7 pero bueno pase ya y lo celebre echandome a perder el 95% de la historia de kingdom hearts 2 -.- whatever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;In other things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;El gato me mordio, me saco sangre, y me dio lepra jajaja no bueno eso no... aun no le pongo nombre definitivo supongo que se llamara aoi o boku o tal ves diz who knows anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I wonder if you like to suck my life with games or with words?  and so my yellow wife strikes again!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I may not have a heart but still I feel this pain... ~ Roxas kh2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-113782094477051891?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/113782094477051891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=113782094477051891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113782094477051891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113782094477051891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2006/01/thank-you-for-sucking-my-life.html' title='Thank you for sucking my life away...~again~'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-113739161362626324</id><published>2006-01-15T23:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T00:11:25.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cynically Melancholic ~ from anxiety to impatience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;~Today again~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm all nervous because you haven't said anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But I won't let you like that girly boy, still I wonder will you go out with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I just keep hearing your "lalala" but it's being so senseless over the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;How come I can't remember the spell that made me like you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Laughing, laughing and she keeps falling... and my heartbeat is still horrybly loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:Tahoma,Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman,helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egotistical, Arrogant, &amp; Selfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But, don't forget just one thing! You and I are together!&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget something else! Even if we get bored with each other&lt;br /&gt;My loving you won't change, so don't leave me!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me...don't leave me...&lt;br /&gt;Stay close to me...don't leave me...&lt;br /&gt;Don't don't don't leave me, don't don't don't leave me, don't don't...don't leave me"    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is hidden somewhere in this despair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;~Wishing for a sorrowless tomorrow, but still repeating the same words...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  The clown standing in front of me is laughing&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-113739161362626324?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/113739161362626324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=113739161362626324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113739161362626324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113739161362626324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2006/01/cynically-melancholic-from-anxiety-to.html' title='Cynically Melancholic ~ from anxiety to impatience'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-113687106972963519</id><published>2006-01-09T23:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T23:35:20.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bite my eyezzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;I'm back uhu!... ahm ya solo por que son vacaciones whatever no tengo nada que hacer mas que estudiar para calculo porque reprobe... huh life's a bitch anyway ya falta poco para kingdom hearts 2! uuuuuuuuh redemption for all!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Aja bueno ya nuevo lay nuevo disenio, oh si gracias nelly por esos toques de arte &gt;_&gt;.... (ya feliz? ya?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Nausea: Yesterday I dremt a cat hurted my eyes &gt;_&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Shudder:AJR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;and boogie: My cat has dissapeared!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My life has been boring as evah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybee en el siguiente post escriba algo "interesante" por que ahm hoy no tengo ganas!(LAZY BUM &gt;()&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-113687106972963519?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/113687106972963519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=113687106972963519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113687106972963519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/113687106972963519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2006/01/bite-my-eyezzzz_09.html' title='Bite my eyezzzz'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-112562939836650799</id><published>2005-09-01T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T21:51:57.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EquAL Happiness = EquAL Stupidness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BACK! oh si por fin despues de tanta ausencia boku boku vuelve remasterizado recargado uhu si bueno no de hecho sigo igual jajajaja como sea, ya no tengo vida todo el tiempo me la paso en la universidad, tengo clases en el dia, en la tarde y hasta los sabados... uhu ni hablar, ahm muchas cosas han pasado pero quiero ser breve uhu y no extenso ni denso ni nada que termine con enso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno ya ya como sea he conocido muchos indios e indias, si uno que otro conocedor pero ignorancia mas que nada so maggots anyway "I'm a beautiful mad boy" oh yeah! todo lo que veo son numeros y algo de comunicacion uhu... ayer preguntaron por cierto cual fue el ultimo libro que leimos yo respondi "mas alla del bien y el mal" de nietzsche (oh si es mi idolo ese tipo jajaja) y el anciano ese se me quedo viendo con cara de uhu y me pregunto si en realidad habia leido eso y dije ps si y que y pues ya me califico como loco jajajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bueno ya fui breve uhu... creo supongo pienso existo aja jajajaja "I'M A BEAUTIFUL MAD BOY" oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh si el nombre de esta entrada tiene que ver con algo que dice nietszche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a beautiful mad boy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saraba bye bye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-112562939836650799?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/112562939836650799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=112562939836650799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112562939836650799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112562939836650799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/09/equal-happiness-equal-stupidness.html' title='EquAL Happiness = EquAL Stupidness'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-112355000627252781</id><published>2005-08-08T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T20:19:42.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A tale of my escape from agony</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;new day is coming the morning glow paints the city into a red mad sky...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya mucho ingles para los que no entienden jajaja hoy fue el primer dia de clases? uhh...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(del curso mas bien, boring like I tought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.- Llego a la cosa esa a las 8:00 am al auditorio a la bienvenida bla bla bla unas tipas me detienen y me dicen que firme unas coas bla bla bla llego y ya todo empezo voy pasando todos se me quedan viendo &gt;_&gt;... yo que que me ven indigenas? jajaja termina la bienvenida esa y despues dicen que te vayas a la aula correspondiente a tu primer apellido uhu... so.. a mi me toco la.. 200 no se que donde ya habian mas indios esperando y buscando sus nombres por que no aparecian en la lista jajaja ya despues de el clasico what's your name? my name is jose bla bla(si hasta que pero quien es Lxxx Exxx bla bla y ya pues yo jajaja) un viejo ahi da una hoja sobre tonterias y mas tonterias y se cree gringo pero es mas indio que nada... despues de ver tanto fenomeno junto a mi y preguntarse si son inteligentes o no que obviamente la mayoria respondio que no porque nadie estaba a mi nivel de ingles uhuhuhu...(habia una tipa que sus ojos le lloraban sangre por cierto &gt;_&gt;...) so I rule jajajaja, next viene el receso 30 min vi a unos indigenas que ya conocia, despues entrar a otra aula que esta era por carrera, so conoci a los que serian los maggots que irian conmigo y parece ser que son una bola de indigenas juntos a excepcion mia claro uhuhu luego vino otro viejo a preguntar por que habian entrado aqui (a lo que yo respondi que le importa no le pagan para preguntar eso jajaja) si bueno ni esa yo me la crei, despues de 2 horas de platica de la vida de todos los indios como llegaron ahi( uhh que le importa) el marciano ese dio su discurso y que todos van a morir en esta institucion bla bla bla(por cierto una tipa se sento alado de mi toda macabra y fea y parece que hablaba sola o creo que conmigo pero nunca le contestaba... jajajaja) total ya acabo toda la bazofia esa y y otra ves al auditorio... esta ves a ver a 2 zoketas vestidas como indias bailando salsa...(uh eso si bien apretadas ehh jajaja) y ya despues de ver el baile ula ula que mas bien parecia platica entre ellos por que parecia que platicaban uhu... acabo dijeron ya get the hell out of here y termino el diaaaaa...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So... hoy conoci a nadie bueno si pero nadie relevante jajaja(just more maggots to the list of maggots)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANTI SOCIAL RIOT BOKU Rockers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shut my eyes, kiss me bye bye!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-112355000627252781?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/112355000627252781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=112355000627252781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112355000627252781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112355000627252781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/08/tale-of-my-escape-from-agony.html' title='A tale of my escape from agony'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-112330018310696422</id><published>2005-08-05T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T23:10:22.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The memo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"I'm sick of hearing the words " one day your 'dreams' will come true' you hypocrites who speak so lightly of 'hope' can fuckin' die."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After all perception and pain are the same, I hope I'm not turning out like "him" even If his birthday was today I couldn't be able to say "happy birthday.." no no no... why should I? I can't accept what you're now neither the way you act, there is nothing between you and me only this thin bond... called blood but that's all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't care if you die I don't care if it pains you the way I am with you, no matter how much you say "I need you" There has never been good times between you and me, there's nothing more than your hypocrite words, do you feel guilty? is that it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I can't sleep thinking about it if you could forgive me one day..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No never"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Come with me stop being lonely, what you're doing is bad, what's happening to you?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I like the way I am"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Why don't you go to parties? why don't you go out with your friends? "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You don't care about that"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Don't you need me?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No I never did actually"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you enjoy your life with those people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You damn hypocrite, liar, I'll never become something like you, so "happy pain" to "you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1751/1146/1600/Image4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1751/1146/320/Image4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-112330018310696422?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/112330018310696422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=112330018310696422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112330018310696422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112330018310696422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/08/memo.html' title='The memo'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-112302980522665109</id><published>2005-08-02T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T20:44:16.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PsychoDrama ~ Cutting myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dear FoOl'S:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TODAY I've discovered 3 things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a) life is a bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;b) A slave to twisted memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;c) We've got no one to be... but we still "are." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;starting at 3:00 pm a party for &lt;em&gt;riot&lt;/em&gt; people social fuck &lt;em&gt;riot&lt;/em&gt; people, at 5:00 pm time to kill the funky doll, next 8:00 pm the sleazoid game begins with riot people trying to be happy and making themselves look like idiots a manic who likes to hurt themselves, a stupid highbrow joker -- a brief talk with somebody nobody at the phone, the party dissolves at 11:00 pm and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nothing happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As the night went monochrome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a:hi how havexxxx?&lt;br /&gt;b:fine with some newxxx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a: ah is it xxxx&lt;br /&gt;b: more or xxxx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a I want to xxxx&lt;br /&gt;b: what xxxxx?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ah &lt;em&gt;riot riot&lt;/em&gt; star why do I keep seeking you knowing that I can't be close to you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm making such a fool of myself trying to think you could understand... is it too late now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why? I don't even know you, but it pains me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't hear me, and I'll never touch you, even if the 2 of us were alike maybe we weren't one for the other or maybe life is a bitch hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how many hours has it been? you're everything I could want. but I was too late in realizing you were the one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If... things would be different&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a:It's about what can never xxxxx?&lt;br /&gt;b: yes so xxx it?&lt;br /&gt;a:I want to xxxxx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes I want to know the truth even if it hurts! I want to know it even if I have to get rid of my mind, so tell me tell me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And... such a pity I should have never know... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a)Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;b)Nobody&lt;br /&gt;c)Something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it made tears fall with those words...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;C) despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I understand, but I can't stop this. the day you notice me never comes. I understand, I give up.&lt;br /&gt;Can the irreversible be changed?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing would make me happier...&lt;br /&gt;but it's better to be nothing than nobody right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause it's all in my mind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-112302980522665109?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/112302980522665109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=112302980522665109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112302980522665109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112302980522665109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/08/psychodrama-cutting-myself.html' title='PsychoDrama ~ Cutting myself'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-112242576631183216</id><published>2005-07-26T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T20:02:31.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cockroach: (Renewal)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nuevo lay!!! &gt;_&gt;....... again??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeeh algun problema? ya cambie la cancion ya ¬¬...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya tengo fanlistingsssss.... uhu... y faltan 10 dias para que llegue mi dvd de gazette "m.r.d. final" y mi revista shoxx bis... uhu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fanlistings provided by melmo-chan xD&gt;_&gt;( &lt;em&gt;aarigaato melmo^^ xD &lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alguien ya fue a ver la de jose y la fabrica de indios? esta buena?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naah tal ves luego la vaya a ver bueno ya es todo saraba baby!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-112242576631183216?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/112242576631183216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=112242576631183216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112242576631183216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112242576631183216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/07/cockroach-renewal.html' title='Cockroach: (Renewal)'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-112219109641805259</id><published>2005-07-24T02:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T02:50:49.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cockroach</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahhh nuevo lay! huh........ indeciso yo? jajajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si bueno nada interesante que comentar por el momento solo que mi dvd de gazette llega hasta el 12 de agosto nooooooo... estado de depresion hasta ese dia uhu -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah a alguien le gusta el olor a repelente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weno ya that's all folks &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah si algo mas si no les gusta la musica del radioblog pues... sugerencias o algo asi &gt;_&gt; jajaja naaaah yo pongo lo que quiero!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-112219109641805259?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/112219109641805259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=112219109641805259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112219109641805259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112219109641805259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/07/cockroach.html' title='Cockroach'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-112131428489793406</id><published>2005-07-13T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T01:47:09.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The VisualDilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ahhh boring life! kisaki y riku estuvieron en una convencion en anaheim el 4 de julio y no fui! por ir a una xxxxxx graduacion aaaaaaaghhhhhhh noooooooooo total c'est la vie jajajaja&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh si hoy fui a ver ratman begins otra ves &gt;_&gt;... por tercera ves doh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;---Jung and the archetypes---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-112131428489793406?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/112131428489793406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=112131428489793406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112131428489793406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112131428489793406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/07/visualdilemma.html' title='The VisualDilemma'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-112097261238614825</id><published>2005-07-09T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T00:18:44.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic shit and new candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1751/1146/1600/maggotsandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ehhh today I went to see fantastic floor! four or whatever and it was like mehhh too stupid for me jajaja and ah there's new desing, I don't care if you don't like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memories that are like garbage in my mind, I just don't need them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aqui esta la foto de la mad red party jajaja too sucky for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1751/1146/400/maggotsandme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The maggots, the bitchies, the sucker and boku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-112097261238614825?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/112097261238614825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=112097261238614825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112097261238614825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112097261238614825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/07/fantastic-shit-and-new-candy.html' title='Fantastic shit and new candy'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-112061983005035271</id><published>2005-07-05T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T22:17:10.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mad Red Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;july 4, mad red party at the ghostly theatre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Eyes cannot show you everything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To live is not a sin, but to remain ignorant is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Did they lead happy lives?  Learn from their memories.  Learn the truth about the world and learn about what I'm trying to do...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Do you hear how quiet it is?  Every sound, form, and color blend intocomplete tranquility.  This is the absolute world&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's a parallel world where happiness can exist in form of illusion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It is truth sprung from the collective imagination of the people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahh the mad red party started at 10:00 am with all the ignorant people there, it was kind of boring just to hear a bunch of speech with nonsense, and after all bla bla bla they finally gave me the red blabla and then some bleah music and time to say farewell to the maggots jajaja*ah yah and a photo with some maggots too*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After all were both too stubborn my sugar pain...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-112061983005035271?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/112061983005035271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=112061983005035271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112061983005035271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/112061983005035271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/07/mad-red-party.html' title='The Mad Red Party'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111947386683401220</id><published>2005-06-22T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T15:57:46.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Bokuland: Illusion vs Despair</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://insecte.doux-enfer.org/klown2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; Ahhhh... tanto tiempo sin poner algo aqui &gt;_&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ah es que ya me habia aburrido y mañana salgo a mi tierra siiiiiiii a California jajaja aja bueno nadie me xtrañe &gt;_&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Little tokyo, kinokuniya &gt;_&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Alguien mas piensa que el nuevo album de larc es una porqueria?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some people prefer illusion rather than despair...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-111947386683401220?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/111947386683401220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=111947386683401220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111947386683401220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111947386683401220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/06/to-bokuland-illusion-vs-despair.html' title='To Bokuland: Illusion vs Despair'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111893040495167182</id><published>2005-06-16T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:00:04.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://insecte.doux-enfer.org/klown2.jpg" align="left" /&gt; Ahm nuevo lay &gt;_&gt;........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;todo psicodelico.... &gt;_&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;por fin la vida es justaaaaaaa, saque 9 en lab de elc &gt;_&gt;.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;si bueno ya es todo &gt;_&gt;..............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ya bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-111893040495167182?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/111893040495167182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=111893040495167182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111893040495167182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111893040495167182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/06/if.html' title='If...'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111851759558030695</id><published>2005-06-11T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T14:19:55.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Social Riots</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://insecte.doux-enfer.org/avaoi12.jpg" align="left" /&gt; BAH! ahora confirmo aun mas que la vida es injusta!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Todavia que saque 8 en elec industrial, un maldito animal que se supone sabe mas que yo saco 9 en lab de elec cuando yo se mas que el y saque otro mugroso 8!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Y mas aun me entero que el mismo tipo saco 10 en elec industrial cuando el no tenia nada y yo tenia almenos una firma!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;baaaaaaah y no acaba esto, a mi maquina le entro un maldito virus que se llama &lt;strong&gt;trojan smitfraud &lt;/strong&gt;y me sale una maldita pantalla azul con cosas macabaras, baaaaaah&lt;strong&gt; I HATE MY LIFE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--- SEH repeti muchas veces saque y???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the indiscriminate social bitchies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-111851759558030695?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/111851759558030695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=111851759558030695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111851759558030695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111851759558030695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/06/social-riots.html' title='The Social Riots'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111828276553714506</id><published>2005-06-08T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T21:40:15.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A serenade of lies and hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://insecte.doux-enfer.org/avaoi12.jpg" align="left" /&gt; Bahh life just sucks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;La vida es injusta(alguien lo sabia? jajaja) no es justo nada es justo, por que uno deberia ser justo con los demas cuando no lo son con uno?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;neeeh no es justo que yo sacara un mugroso 8 en elec industrial hasta los mas indios tontos estupidos animales sacaron 9 hasta 10! y yo en cambio tengo que conformarme con un misero 8 solo por que el maestro quiso yo soy mejor que todas esas basuras pestes parasitos escoria de ignorantes, naah de todas maneras al final yo me voy a algo mejor que esas porquerias jajaja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ahh pero que injusta es la vida, cuando tu te esfuerzas por ganar algo, lo das todo por eso que tanto anhelas para que al final... no ganes nada mas que la misma miseria que siempre has tenido!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;No puedo ver ningun maldito cambio algo que me haga pensar que lo que he hecho ha cambiado algo en eso... NADA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LA VIDA APESTA! Y MAS CUANDO NO TIENES LO QUE QUIERES, Y MAS AUN CUANDO SABES QUE HAGAS LOS QUE HAGAS NO LO PODRAS TENER Y TODAVIA MAS AUN CUANDO SABES QUE ALGUIEN MAS LO TIENE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehe.. but you'll do whatever just to satisfy youself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So... Es mejor no jugar en algo en donde no puedes ganar jajaja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Neeeeh pero nimodo como siempre tendre que acostumbrarme a lo que no me gusta, puede alguien salir de ese limbo de ignorancia que abunda en la sociedad? ajajaja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Dah yo quiero mi 10!, y quiero muchas cosas mas (un ps3, un psp, kingdom hearts 2, ff7ac, etc etc)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ding dong... ding dong...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; wonder if my words will reach your heart ever, just like that time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you like the way I hurt myself to get you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehehe... but that is because I took the easy way!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-111828276553714506?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/111828276553714506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=111828276553714506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111828276553714506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111828276553714506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/06/serenade-of-lies-and-hate.html' title='A serenade of lies and hate'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111809817815395317</id><published>2005-06-06T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T19:44:49.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cynical Biscuits</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://insecte.doux-enfer.org/avaoi12.jpg" align="left" /&gt; edit:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS PILIKA, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TANYOBI OMEDETO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ugh ya se que es la cuarta ves que se me olvida tu cumpleaños pero weno... la prox si me acordare jajaja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Blah after all that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ah si creo que pondre de nuevo el tag o algo de comments o algo asi yo que se &gt;_&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ya no hay zucaritas uuuuuuuuh &gt;_&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Eeeh alguien tiene algun proyecto de elctronica que sea facil rapido y todo eso?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Por que el mio = analizador de 4 canales no sale -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;;nah I'm sick of this xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ahhhh si Phantasmagoria va a tocar en E.U.!(si a alguien le interesa &gt;_&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pie Pie KuroPie Pie Pie KuroPie Pie Pie KuroPie Pie Pie KuroPie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For the sake of madness!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s11.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=345J6IZ4FMXJW2VO3SYAMM58PP"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://s11.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=345J6IZ4FMXJW2VO3SYAMM58PP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Por si alguien la quiere escuhar &gt;_&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pie Pie KuroPie Pie Pie KuroPie Pie Pie KuroPie Pie Pie KuroPie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-111809817815395317?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/111809817815395317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=111809817815395317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111809817815395317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111809817815395317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/06/cynical-biscuits.html' title='Cynical Biscuits'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111785363576402999</id><published>2005-06-03T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T00:26:51.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Kuropie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://insecte.doux-enfer.org/avaoi12.jpg" align="left" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hoy hice el examen de la uni y... sin comentarios &gt;_&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Si alguien lo nota por cierto quite el tag por razones... errr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well here I come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hearing you cry... with a trembling voice I do not know what to say.... I just want tell you that I'm sorry for everything I did to you, the way I made you feel, everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know I have been so cold with you, but this is the way I am, this is the way I have always been and nothing has changed in me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can't be your happiness, I can't be what you always wanted I'm just like anyone else and nothing more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We can't share our happiness and sadness altogether, no matter how much I miss it I can no longer hold it, it has been years but silently had to end and pass onwards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So sweet your smile was and I just miss it but it's ok someday we will meet again just like how we did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Everything fades so slowly, it's the pain that you feel that I cannot understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This dream and illusion had to end someway and this is it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but this foolish words won't stop what had already began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you and forgive me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Then to be touched by sadness like you once were, to be stained by hatred like you were before, All those things no longer exist anymore "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-111785363576402999?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/111785363576402999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=111785363576402999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111785363576402999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111785363576402999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/06/sad-kuropie.html' title='Sad Kuropie'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111768508470981587</id><published>2005-06-01T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:53:54.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment of despair...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://insecte.doux-enfer.org/avaoi12.jpg" align="left" /&gt; E&lt;strong&gt;ven now this hollow sensation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm tired it's always the same I can't just get it off my mind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Everything was fine, normal till those &lt;strong&gt;words&lt;/strong&gt; came&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How many times does this happen?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How many times do I have to feel this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;sick &lt;/strong&gt;of this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I want to get my life far away from this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm glad she is dead!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;no.. she is not &lt;strong&gt;dead&lt;/strong&gt;, I am&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Is it too late now? it's already been damaged...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but no... that's right! there's still that imitation!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I can't just satisfy myself with toy with a resemblance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's just a rag &lt;strong&gt;doll&lt;/strong&gt;... but it's hurting too much&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's so disgusting... to feel this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How long are u gonna keep holding back?! HURRY UP AND &lt;strong&gt;KILL ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Say something, you mannequin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hehehe... do you know what this feel is like? when I saw you... I enjoyed every minute of it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was just as &lt;strong&gt;sweet&lt;/strong&gt; and seductive as a deal with the devil!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I like it! I can't get this off my mind, but I hate it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Time hasn't changed me... I'm still the same, nothing has changed except &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you your lies and "that"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ahh.. this is just for pretend though...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so that when I see it again... I won't cry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;forget about that happiness, wake up, wake up that wasn't real happiness!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything was just an illusion made by... memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's my mind the one who is always trying to go back not my heart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But someday we'll be able to rejoin those memories and then...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh no... you may abandon me like you did before!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm not sad, I'm just tired, I want this to die!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm just sick of you clinging to me like this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It hurts, It hurts... but what can I do? It has been always in me since that day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I wonder if it'll happen again... I hope it will hehehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I can't be your &lt;strong&gt;happiness&lt;/strong&gt;, you can't be my happiness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'll never be what you really wanted...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;someday, sometime, someway&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it will be as before&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-111768508470981587?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/111768508470981587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=111768508470981587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111768508470981587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111768508470981587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/06/moment-of-despair.html' title='A moment of despair...'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111760108340255123</id><published>2005-05-31T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T18:32:02.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PIE, PIE, KUROPIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://insecte.doux-enfer.org/avaoi12.jpg" align="left" /&gt; Bueno hoy no hay nada interesante que comentar solo que faltan 2 dias para mi examen de la uni &gt;_&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The seasons pass, and winter once again comes, snow begins to fall. Many things in the town turn to white, and someone must be out there starting a new madness...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you crack open the door to fairyland just a bit, you can always meet them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Time dissolves and then...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pie pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kuropie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;someday I'll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pie pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;be able&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kuropie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to meet you again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pie pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but please&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kuropie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do not be sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kuropie&lt;/strong&gt; ~ The cheerful girl with time in both of her eyes is laughing at you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kuropie&lt;/strong&gt; ~ My world begins to talk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kuropie&lt;/strong&gt; ~ But.. sometime sometime sometime it will be as before...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-111760108340255123?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/111760108340255123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=111760108340255123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111760108340255123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111760108340255123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/05/pie-pie-kuropie.html' title='PIE, PIE, KUROPIE!'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111749248991247291</id><published>2005-05-30T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T17:38:20.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~ The innevitable dream ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://insecte.doux-enfer.org/avaoi12.jpg" align="left" /&gt; Dicen que las ranas comen patos... &gt;_&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hoy es el american memorial day:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation's service."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Part 4:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Epilogue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does Pietro still hear the doll's calling voices?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And thus Pietro lay in eternal sleep. Though it is sad, because he was able to spend his last with moments in happiness with his friends, Pietro's sleeping face was at peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happiness is that... just a wonderful moment that everyone wants to last forever, yet it passes silently onwards...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thus pietro story ends here...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The final wish... farewell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-111749248991247291?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/111749248991247291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=111749248991247291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111749248991247291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111749248991247291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/05/innevitable-dream.html' title='~ The innevitable dream ~'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111723143979209335</id><published>2005-05-27T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T21:17:32.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouded Boy ~ Far away from reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://insecte.doux-enfer.org/avaoi12.jpg" align="left" /&gt; Hoy ire a sacar la ficha para la universidad americana &gt;_&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(update!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ya saque ficha, y me van a hacer un examen para saber que tan loco estoy &gt;_&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Part 3:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;With the shadow gone, fairyland was like a place where dreams come true. Pietro was feeling very well, and the dolls too could now play and talk freely. Everyone was very happy. Since this was the first time everyone had been so happy, they all forgot about the passing of time, even forgetting that they needed to escape before the shadow got back. And so this wonderful time that everyone wanted to last forever silently, yet surely passed onwards...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As time passed, one of them come to his sense. "Ah, that's right! If we can get out of here while the shadow is gone, we might be able to cure Pietro's illness in the real world!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Let's go! Back to the real world with Pietro!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yet as they hurried towards the door the four didn't see the shadow of sickness was already back. The shadow created a huge vortex to prevent them from getting away. The four put their hands together tightly, so tightly, hurrying hurrying to the real world! "We can do it! We can all escape through the door to fairyland!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;However, as they were one step away, the shadow of sickness appeared in the doorway and re-entered Pietro's body. Everything was enveloped in darkness, and Pietro and friends lost consciousness...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When the dolls opened their eyes they were in a world walled with flowers. In the end Pietro's sickness had not been cured, and his heart was not able to escape the fairyland world. The door to the fairyland was shut firmly, forever...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;End&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Epilogue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Does Pietro still hear the doll's calling voices?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-111723143979209335?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/111723143979209335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=111723143979209335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111723143979209335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111723143979209335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/05/clouded-boy-far-away-from-reality.html' title='Clouded Boy ~ Far away from reality'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111714934856054557</id><published>2005-05-26T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T18:15:48.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>World of Nothingness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://insecte.doux-enfer.org/avaoi12.jpg" align="left" /&gt; (Excente estructura socioeconómica de México!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Part 2:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But! To open the door to the fairyland world is very dangerous, and once you enter there is no guarantee that you can safely return. And if they were captured by the dreadful black shadow that was said to lurk in the fairyland world, Pietro and the dolls would never be able to return to the normal world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Despite the danger, in order to help Pietro's soul that was lost there, the three dolls opened the forbidden door and leaped into fairyland!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As soon as they entered, the dolls saw the dreadful, horrible black shadow of sickness overflowing from inside Pietro's body. The three dolls concealed themselves so they wouldn't be seen by the shadow. As the shadow saw the door had been opened, he escaped from Pietro's body. "I'm going to terrorize the outside world for a bit! But I'll be back soon!", leaving Pietro those words, he flew away cackling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As soon as the sickness, which had become the shadow, went away, Pietro's fever lowered and he once again became able to cheerfully walk and talk. (Yay! Yay!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Seeing this, the dolls drew close to Pietro and introduced themselves in turn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"You know of me, don't you? I'm M. A pleasure."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"I'm G. Thank you for always reading to me."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Hellooo! I'm A. Is your body feeling ok Pietro?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Turning to the revived Pietro who they had been able to meet, the dolls all said out in unison: "Let's play together!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO BE CONTINUED...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13157075-111714934856054557?l=boku-boku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/feeds/111714934856054557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13157075&amp;postID=111714934856054557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111714934856054557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13157075/posts/default/111714934856054557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://boku-boku.blogspot.com/2005/05/world-of-nothingness.html' title='World of Nothingness'/><author><name>boku boku</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01394439368778167605</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-13157075.post-111700059297667392</id><published>2005-05-24T00:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T21:19:38.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>magicaL biscuitS</title><content type='html'>Ding dong.. ding dong.. The sound of the church's bell rides on the december wind, bringing with it a single tale to this snow-covered town. In the canvas of this town, repainted a silver white, what do colors do you see? Let's take a peek. (try it! try it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A room. There, the flames of the hearth were crisping and crackling like the clapping of hands. Above the fireplace sat three dolls, enticed as Pietro, sitting in his wheelchair, was reading a story aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of a sickness from birth, Pietro's body was weak and he could not play outside. The three dolls were his only friends. And so Pietro would always read them books he loved. The dolls loved his stories and always looked forward to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the night weared on, the snow stopped, and the night sky spilled over with stars. As Pietro finished reading his book, he would look up at the stars and, as always, whisper the same wish. "Please make my body stronger, so that I could run around outside freely!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that very night, Pietro collapsed from a dreadfully high fever the likes of which he had never before had. His body grew weaker and weaker, and he could no longer read stories to the three dolls. Looking at Pietro, deep asleep, the dolls worried and worried unbearably. Then they remembred something. If they could open the door in Pietro's slumbering heart that led to fairyland, they could see what was happening there. 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