<?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-7497501</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:28:18.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'>.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497501.post-113521669560929764</id><published>2005-12-22T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T09:58:15.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bit by Bit.</title><content type='html'>Change is never easy. Yet change is needed in all relationships to a certain extend so keep that "Love" in good shape. These changes are often unseen by the naked eyes, but felt by the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ekii was one who would keep every thought to himself. He believes in keeping all burdens to himself and giving only the best to his love. He will always hide his fears and worries, thinking that by doing this, his love would not have to worry. Yet, he did not know that by doing this, his love would feel useless, and that she is unable to help. Through Cheru, Ekii began to learn the importance of sharing and communicating with the people whom you hold dearly. It does not matter if she would be able to help, at least she would know what he is thinking and going through. On the other hand, Cheru was more of a "snapper" as she would snap at him for almost everything that he did wrong intentionally or unintentionally. She would frown and comment in frustration. Yet bit by bit, she changed in her attitude and although she still snaps at him, she would add some funny comments to cheer him up. This is a big change for Cheru as she would always leave him be after snapping at him. This is also an important change as Ekii was not the type that would snap back especially towards his love. Ekii felt the change and was delighted even though Cheru denies having done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is wonderful to know that someone whom you love dearly is willing to change for you to make things better. And these changes will only be seen by the heart of those in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-113521669560929764?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/113521669560929764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=113521669560929764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/113521669560929764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/113521669560929764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2005/12/bit-by-bit.html' title='Bit by Bit.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-112623727315171876</id><published>2005-09-09T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T22:05:09.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever's First Day.</title><content type='html'>"I've done it! I've touched her heart! She said yes!" Wi was shouting all these to me the moment I picked up his call. "Really? She agreed?" I exclaimed. "Yes! She said yes!" Wi replied. I was overjoyed. Finally, a fairytale that came true. I just had to get his account on the whole story. We met up at one of the local cafes that noon where he told me how it all happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 10 months since Wi started his relentless pursue for Jeong's love. Through these months, Jeong had periodically told Wi that they are impossible and that all she wanted was to be friends. Wi, on the other hand, had also told Jeong that he just wanted to love her no matter the relationship between them, but deep down, he holds on to a small spark of hope that she will be touched, someday. Every now and then, he'll do special things just for Jeong, but each time, Jeong would tell Wi that if it was done to touch her heart, then it would be of no use. Wi was dejected whenever this happened yet each time he picked himself up and pursued on with more courage. He carried a hope that was struggling from being diminished. I asked him at this point why did he not give up or just let go. Yet he said, all he needed was to ask himself, was it all done just to be with her? Or, was it all done just to love her? It was clear that it was done out of pure love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were quarrels and disagreements every now and then, but things got rough on the month of Jeong's birthday. Wi had planned out a big surprise for Jeong on her birthday. He had planned for 27 mini envelopes, with bits and pieces of the content of the birthday card, to be given to her by 27 different people, each wishing her happy birthday. Also, 3 colored light sticks with words written on each of them to be given to her during different periods of the night, a new top that was to be bought and worn on the day itself without her knowing that it was a gift from him, and, her 2 best friends to be there with her in the celebration. He even bought a shirt with flowery prints that resembled one that her idol wore just for that day. Everything was carefully planned and things seem to be good initially. Jeong was very happy to have her new top as well as knowing that it was a gift from him. She even agreed to put on one side of the diamond ear stud that Wi gave to her, with Wi wearing the other. Then, when they were at the club, things start to flop. It was only the beginning of the envelope surprise when Jeong told Wi that if the surprise was for her birthday as a friend, she would be delighted, but it was part of his courting plans, it would be meaningless. Wi was disappointed. Plans did not go as planned and whole atmosphere turned lousy. After that night, Wi started to think if all these while, he was doing the right things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wi totally lost himself in thoughts. All he wanted was to see Jeong happy, but, why is she not happy? Why is she always pissed or irritated whenever he tries to do something special for her? Would she be happier if he did give up? Is that what she wanted? All these questions keep popping in his head. Then he ask Jeong on one occasion, "Jeong, all this while, did you have even the slightest feelings for me." "No." was Jeong's reply. "Are you happy when I'm doing things for you then?" Wi asked. "Yes, but only because I feel that it came from a friend." Jeong answered. Wi told Jeong as he began to tear that he will move on for her. Wi then did something terrible, he forced himself into a relationship with another girl, one who is already attached, despite knowing that she will leave Wi eventually. It was only a week before she told Wi that she chose to return to her boyfriend. Wi was totally lost at this moment. He did not know what he should do next or what exactly has he done. All he could think of was Jeong. He hated and regretted that he would even decide to choose this path. He cried the whole of that night not knowing what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days past after the incident, and Wi met up with Jeong. Jeong began pouring out her thoughts and feelings to Wi. Jeong told Wi that she is lost and confused during those weeks without him. She did not know if it was because she got so used to having him around her or that she felt something for Wi. Then Wi ask her why not give them a chance to try, but Jeong replied that she did not want to get into another relationship and out of it again. She had lost her confidence in relationships. Wi then said that it would not be fair to just rule out the possibility of a lasting fairytale just because of a failure in a previous relationship. What if they were meant to be? "If you don't even try, there will be no chance that happiness will occur." Wi said. &lt;br /&gt;As the night went by, voice paired with silence. Thoughts were expressed and emotions were released. It was only the break of dawn when Jeong turned to Wi and said, "I'll consider this relationship." "Really?" Wi could not believe what he was hearing. Never had Jeong ever said that she will consider them as an item. He was overwhelmed with joy. Never had he thought that he will really have a chance to be with her. I felt happy for him too when i heard this. Then he continued by saying, "and she agreed today! I still can't believe this! She said ok we'll try! Tell me I'm not dreaming! Tell me!" I've never seen him this happy before. He was practically drowning in his own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came to a conclusion. Fairytales? They do exist, but only if you tried your best in making it happen. Love is wonderful, only if she is romanced all the time. May everyone find their fairytale, and their happily ever after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-112623727315171876?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/112623727315171876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=112623727315171876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/112623727315171876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/112623727315171876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2005/09/forevers-first-day.html' title='Forever&apos;s First Day.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-112080301688786925</id><published>2005-07-08T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T14:10:16.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart.</title><content type='html'>There is one mysterious companion that i have, who is capable of controlling one's life and death, and somehow, able to influence one's emotions and thoughts too. Her name is Heart and she has been with me from the day I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her every breath brings life to me and her every thought affects me deeply. She will always have the last say on things whether I like it or not, yet I've never blamed her. Cause I know, everything that she had done were based on true feelings that I've confined in her. Whenever I'm uncertain of which path to take in life, she is always there to advice and decide. Even in times when it hurts, she is there never giving me up, till her last breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is extremely patient with me when it comes to love. She will always tell me to hold on, even for just that one second more. "Never let your feelings go if you don't want to." These are her words. "Pursue all that is dear to you even if it hurts me." She feels every pain I feel and tears each time I'm hurt. And now, there is someone that I've fallen for. Heart knows about her too. A girl named Rei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On many occasions, Rei brought laughter and smiles to me yet there were also times when she totally crashes my feelings. Heart is always there. She teared for me each time. Yet, she will always tell me to hold on. "I know your feelings and I know you'll collapse if you don't. I'll go through this with you. I promise." "Do all that you can and it will be worth it, what ever the outcome will be." "Thanks." I said to her. She smiled and replied, "Silly, I'm always here to listen to you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-112080301688786925?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/112080301688786925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=112080301688786925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/112080301688786925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/112080301688786925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2005/07/heart.html' title='Heart.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-111536397744456982</id><published>2005-05-06T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T16:02:48.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distance. Faith. Fade.</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile since I've talked to Hiiragi. He seems to have changed. More tired and haggard than before. Many unfortunate events have happened since I last saw him. Events that kept me from thinking and writing, but, I believe that the path will be lucid once the fog clears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiiragi soon began to share yet another of his love account. This time, it was a fairytale of distance and faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his teenage years, when the cyber world was beginning to boom, Hiiragi got to know Heiwa. It was quite a fad back then to know more people through the net, and Hiiragi was no exception. It was also through one of these chat rooms did he find her. It started out in casual chats with the intention of having fun. Little did Hiiragi know it would become part of his love life. Each time they chatted cyberly, their feelings deepened. It was only a matter of time before they would exchange phone numbers. And they did. They continued their romance over the phone and with the freedom of expressing their feelings through voice, their love intensified. Soon, they were planning of meeting up. This was when their relationship hit the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had decided to meet at a shopping arcade near the causeway as Heiwa wasn't local. She told Hiiragi that she would give him a call once she has crossed the causeway. So Hiiragi waited at home, patiently and yet impatiently. He was all dressed up for this very first meeting. Shaved, clothes pressed, shoes shined, hair styled, body cologned and feeling excited. But his spirits was dampened as hours and hours passed. 4 hours have passed and still not a sound from his beeper. He became worried and disappointed. Did something happened to her? Or was it all just an illusion? His mind was filled with unanswerable questions. Then it came. "BEEP!", a message came through his beeper. Before he could read the first, "BEEP!" came the second. Another 2 messages came through momentarily. He read them frantically, but was dumbfounded upon reading it. 'I've crossed the causeway, and I'm so excited!', 'I'm at the shopping arcade, where are you?', 'Are you avoiding me? Where are you?', 'Hey, I'm on my way back. Why didn't you appear or reply me?'. These were the messages he received. Hiiragi called Heiwa straight away to explain what had happened. Why did the messages only arrived after 4 hours? Neither of them knew. Dispite the incident, they continued their romance and to meet up again soon. Yet again, something happened. This time, they were supposed to meet at the airport before Heiwa flew overseas for her studies, but, just hours before Hiiragi was leaving home, Heiwa called. She was crying when she told Hiiragi that she was already in Melbourne. Her dad had changed her flight to an earlier time without informing her and she had to rush to the airport. She further explained that she didn't have to the time to inform Hiiragi till only when she was off the plane. Hiiragi was bowled over. He didn't know what to say or what to think. Was it all just a coincidence? Then, something in his heart told him to believe and have faith. "Heiwa, we will meet up, someday. Dry your tears now. If fate wants us to go through all these before we can finally be together, so be it." Heiwa replied, "Thanks Hiiragi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They continued their distant love through phone calls. It was really a hard time for the both of them. Many occasions, their love was cliff hung. There were times when they held strong yet also periods when love faded. Their love survived for a long period of time and distance, but, in the end, Hiiragi surrendered. He was too tired in holding on to something so dear yet so vague. Or maybe, he just did not want to hold on anymore. Heiwa was devastated and disappointed upon knowing this. Yet till this day, she has never blamed him in anyway. "Why?", I asked. Hiiragi smiled and said, "In love, there's no blame."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-111536397744456982?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/111536397744456982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=111536397744456982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/111536397744456982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/111536397744456982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2005/05/distance-faith-fade.html' title='Distance. Faith. Fade.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-110984217295807431</id><published>2005-03-03T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T09:39:13.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love. Joy or Hurt?</title><content type='html'>Thinking back of the events that happened in the pass year, Hiiragi recalled one that left a scar in his heart. It was Taki's 21st birthday and Hiiragi was invited to a ktv party along with the rest of Taki's close friends. Taki was the younger sister of one of Hiiragi's best friends, Yuuga. Hiiragi got to know Taki at a workshop session that Yuuga invited him to. Since then, Hiiragi and Taki clicked like no other. It felt like they have known each other even before seeing each other. It had been almost a year since they have known each other, and many things have happened along the way. Taki had been attached for about a month before her birthday. Hiiragi was aware of this and was also saddened because of it, but it was her big day and he did not wanna spoil it. That was why he was there at the party, even though he knew Taki's boyfriend would be there too. Everyone arrived at the party in the early glimpse of sunset. Everyone except Taki's boyfriend. "Your boyfriend not coming?", Hiiragi asked. "Erm, he'll be here later." Taki answered. They proceeded into the ktv room and Taki's friends starting singing. Everyone were enjoying at the party and Hiiragi was glad to see that Taki was happy as well. Hiiragi then told Taki to follow him out for just a while. It was only then did Hiiragi revealed his gift while he sang her a birthday song. "Happy Birthday Taki," Hiiragi said as he passed Taki the gift. "Thanks Hiiragi," Taki replied. Hiiragi's eyes watered as he continued, "I'll be leaving when he comes, it's your big day, don't wanna ruin it. Sorry." "Please stay till the cake is cut, ok? Please?" requested Taki. "... For you...", forcing his tears to stop before continuing, "just for you..." "Thanks." Taki replied softly.&lt;br /&gt;They went back to the ktv room and joined in the rest in singing. Laughters and giggles filled the place. Hiiragi had tried his best not to spoil the mood. Even when Taki's boyfriend arrived, Hiiragi tired to keep his emotions to himself. He know he should be happy that Taki has found someone to love her, but seeing them close to each other pricks his heart. Hiiragi felt terrible. He felt his eyes watering but he know that he cannot tear. No, not there, not then. Everything seem to start blurring out as thoughts and feelings mixed.&lt;br /&gt;Hiiragi was awakened from his daze when everyone starting singing the birthday song. Following was the cutting of the birthday cake and taking of pictures. "Hey Taki, I have to make a move. Happy birthday. Be happy ok?", said Hiiragi before waving everyone good bye. "I'll walk you out..." Taki said as she caught up with the hurriedly leaving Hiiragi. Hiiragi continued walking to the exit before he turned around, "go back to the party, its your big day..." At this moment, his eyes were already uncontrollably filling with tears. "Hiiragi... I'm sorry, I'm so..." Taki apologised. "Its ok, I'll be fine... Smile ya? Don't look sad on this day... I'll call you again. Go enjoy yourself." Added Hiiragi. Taki walked back in, Hiiragi turned and walked out of the building. Tears began rolling down Hiiragi's cheeks as he ran, aimlessly. It was only after he was out of the building's sight did he finally stopped, collapsing to the ground. He turned towards the moon and whispered, "Taki, may happiness be by your side, always..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-110984217295807431?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/110984217295807431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=110984217295807431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/110984217295807431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/110984217295807431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2005/03/love-joy-or-hurt.html' title='Love. Joy or Hurt?'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-110831616660805173</id><published>2005-02-14T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T01:36:06.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the love?</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~ &lt;em&gt;sound of phone ringing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ya?" Hiiragi answered. "Hey, where're you?" Hikari asked. "Home" replied Hiiragi. "I see. Hey, ask you something, what should a girl get for a guy for valentine? I'm totally lost" Hikari continued. "Not sure" said Hiiragi. "Oh, if I'm getting him a ear stud where would be better?" Hikari asked, and the conversation went on on where to get cheaper ones and better ones and such. But none of these were what went through Hiiragi's mind. It was once again the time of the year when couples celebrate their love for one another, when lovers whispers sweet nothings to the other and when resturants make money from silly guys who've made reservations, hoping of giving his love one a romantic dinner. These used to be things that Hiiragi dreamed of. Things that he hope could be part of his life on this special day of the year. But as years passed, his desire of such had reached a point where he has started to hate such a day. Valentine's day. Every year, Hiiragi would spend this day home, alone, and this year was no different. Hiiragi thought, why is he always feeling lonely on this day, and especially lonely only on this day. Is he missing out something in life that made him felt this way? Hiiragi would question himself each year, and each year he will dream of the things that he would be doing if he had a lover on this day. How romantic things will be. Putting in that special effort to look especially good. Putting on that special fragrance that he always loved. Getting that special gift. Giving that gift that special personal touch. Meeting her at that special place. Exchanging gifts will that special kiss. And enjoying every moment spent on that special day. None of these ever happened, and sometimes he wonder, would it ever happen. What will he be doing on this day of the following year? Hope that his dream will come true. Hiiragi, and to all of you who visits this blog, Happy Day of Love, Happy Valentine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-110831616660805173?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/110831616660805173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=110831616660805173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/110831616660805173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/110831616660805173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2005/02/where-is-love.html' title='Where is the love?'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-110534894190814005</id><published>2005-01-10T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T03:31:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Love or Stupidity?</title><content type='html'>It was Jin's 21st birthday when it all happened. Everything happened as if it was just some cheap drama production from some ulu local studio. Till today, Jin is still uncertain if what he did was right. But he told me, that even if it happened again, even if he had the chance to choose again, it will still be the same choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what he told me, things that took place on a day where many would want to have wonderful memories of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eve of Jin's 21st birthday, Jin was together with he's most loved, Ada. They were out on a simple celebration, just the two of them on a bicycle with no one else. Jin always like things simple. Big celebrations with lots of friends and relatives was not of his liking, whereas, having spent that special day with that special someone would bring much more meaning to him. After dinner at a nearby food centre and a scroll by the beach, Jin and Ada decided to head home.&lt;br /&gt;Jin usually would stay over at Ada's place during weekends, and that day was no exception. "5, 4, 3, 2, 1, happy birthday Jin!" Ada wished Jin happy birthday at the struck of twelve and gave him a kiss on the lips. And soon after that a voice was heard from the void deck. "Ada! Ada!" Ada's name was called again and again by a voice unfamiliar to him. Jin turned to Ada and ask her if he was one of her friends, but Ada responded frantically to ignore him and that she does not know who he is. "Ada! I know you're up there!" Jin gave Ada a cold stare, one that could freeze the sun if it was any colder. Ada then confessed that he was her boyfriend, and that they got together six months ago. Jin was devastated. Never did he think that Ada would do such a thing, especially when they have been together for more than two years. Jin asked Ada after a few moments of silence, "do you love me? or do you love him?" Ada replied, "I love you, I was together with him because I was lonely... because you were in the army and only had weekends for me." "You were lonely. So you went to another guy? Then what about me? I only had my weekends to be with you too. Have you ever spare me a thought?", Jin answered. "Ok, you said you still love me, I'll trust you one last time. We'll go down and tell him your choice."&lt;br /&gt;They made their way to the void deck. They saw Dei along with 2 other guys waiting. The moment Dei saw them, he commanded Ada to go over to him. Jin tried to follow but was halted by the other two guys. Before anything could be said or done, Dei slapped Ada. "I've treated you good and this is how you repay me? You two timing bit*h!" Agitated, Jin tried to move forward again, but again, he was forcefully stopped. "Say whatever you wanna say but don't you use force on her!", Jin exclaimed. Dei uncovered a pocket knife and pointed in Jin's direction, "Shut the fu"k up! I'll tell you when it is your turn to speak!" Jin remained as calm as he could, he did not want the situation to turn more sour than it already had been. "When did this started? How long have you been together?", demanded Dei. "2 1/2 years ago, before you.", Ada replied. "What?!", exclaimed Dei. A few moments of silence followed before Dei finally saying, "I do not care whether you were with me or with him. Leave him now and I'll treat that nothing of this ever happened." Ada replied hastily, "No, I won't leave him. It is Jin I love." Dei turned and shouted to Jin, "If you want her, pay me back whatever I've spent on her!" Instantaneously Jin replied, "How much?" "A thousand dollars!", Dei exclaimed and without considering, Jin said, "I'll pay you." Dei was shocked by the way Jin reacted. Jin did not showed the slightest fear in his eyes. Dei hesitated, "No. I changed my mind. If you want to be with her, for each time i see you, you are to be beaten up." "Be it then", replied Jin. "So you think you're fu*king brave?!", Dei added. "I'm just agreeing to your conditions. If those are the only ways you'll let Ada go, be it.", answered Jin. Dei turned towards Ada, "No! I will not let you leave me. I love you too much to let you go. If you wanna leave me, I'll... I'll jump from the top floor of this building!" "Don't be crazy! I can't be with you, I don't love you! I love jin!", Ada replied. "What is there in him that I don't have? Why is he better?", exclaimed Dei. "Everything." Nothing else came from Dei for at least the next ten minutes. "No. No! You leave him this moment! I'll treat it that he doesn't exist.", said Dei. "I will not leave him! Don't you understand?! Why do yo...u...", Ada added but was interrupted by Jin's action. Without anyone anticipating it, Jin kneeled to Dei. "Just let her go. Please.", Jin begged. "Jin..." were the only words that came from Ada. Dei replied, "Beg all you want. I won't reside to your plead."&lt;br /&gt;Things went on till almost the break of dawn. Arguements, and reasonings of no reasons were a common during it. Ada wanted to be with Jin but at the same time, she is afraid of what Dei would do if she did. Dei was not gonna give in. He just wanted pride. And for Jin he was doing all he could for his loved one, and, also to see what was his worth in Ada's heart. Jin just needed an answer from Ada, "Ada, just say who do you want to be with. Him? Or me? Just say it. I'll shoulder what ever will come if its me and I'll just leave if its him. It is that simple." Ada turned her eyes away from Jin and replied, "H..him." "Ok...ok...Its your choice, I'll respect it.", Jin wiped of his tears before continuing, "Ada, please kindly open the door and let me take my things. Thank you." Jin packed all his belongings into his bag and as he was leaving, he turned to Ada and said, "Take good care of yourself. Hope that he really loves you. This will be my last goodbye."&lt;br /&gt;Jin walked off and told himself, not to look back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-110534894190814005?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/110534894190814005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=110534894190814005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/110534894190814005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/110534894190814005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2005/01/for-love-or-stupidity.html' title='For Love or Stupidity?'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497501.post-110244955215357842</id><published>2004-12-08T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T03:59:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love. Always.</title><content type='html'>This post is a tribute to my most precious dog.&lt;br /&gt;Zhen, thank you for watching over me and my family all these years.&lt;br /&gt;You have brought to us nothing else but joy and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you'll be happier in the clouds of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a week since you left. Sorry that I wasn't there when you left.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much. So much. Life without you will not be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Zhen, I love you, always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-110244955215357842?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/110244955215357842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=110244955215357842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/110244955215357842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/110244955215357842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/12/love-always.html' title='Love. Always.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-110123235395351828</id><published>2004-11-24T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T02:05:57.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's Worth.</title><content type='html'>When one is in love, one does many silly things. Things that sometimes make no sense at all to others. Things that usually ain't within one's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened once to a guy i knew, Wi. He was the kind of guy that had a personality that many would take advantage of, especially towards those he was fond of. He would always try his best to let them be happy, to have them smile carefreely. Many knew of this, and most took it for granted. But Wi didn't mind. To him, it doesn't matter. As long as he could bring a smile to their face or a laughter to their day, he was contented. No doubt that he often dreams of a perfect ending, but he was contented even when he knew that there wouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were a little different when it happened between Wi and Jeong. Jeong was a girl from Wi's childhood. They've known each other for years and were close friends since then. But they lost contact eventually. Years after their separation, somehow they managed to find each other again. Wi was delighted to have found Jeong just as Jeong was to have found back Wi. They started catching up with each others' life and became closer than before. Soon, Wi found that he had fallen for Jeong. He would be so delighted just to hear Jeong's voice or even receiving Jeong's sms. Everyday since then, Wi's life was revolved around Jeong. Jeong's every smile and frown affected Wi's mood. It wasn't something that Wi could control, it just happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeong soon came to know about Wi's liking for her, but what Jeong wanted was different. All she wants is to be Wi's friend. So she decided to let Wi know of her intentions. When Wi gotten to know this, he was disappointed. But to Wi, it doesn't really matter what the outcome will be, he just wants to treat her good. To see her happy. It was all that matters, anything more would be a privilege. Jeong knew how he was like, but Jeong didn't want him to be this nice. At least, not to her. She'll always be telling Wi not to be so nice to her. "Be nice, but you don't have to go that extra mile," she'll say. To her, it is not worth to do extra things for her or be extra nice to her. But what Jeong doesn't know, to Wi, it is the least he can do for Jeong, to make her happy. He wants to do it because he knows, he will be happy when Jeong is. To Wi, Jeong's every smile brings a new beat to Wi's heart and her every laughter, brings new air to his lungs. That is how much Jeong is to Wi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Wi, "is this all worth it?" And I think he gave the most beautiful reply.&lt;br /&gt;"In love, everything is worth."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-110123235395351828?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/110123235395351828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=110123235395351828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/110123235395351828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/110123235395351828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/11/loves-worth.html' title='Love&apos;s Worth.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-109999260891198164</id><published>2004-11-09T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T05:50:32.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fool's Love.</title><content type='html'>While chatting with Reicheru one late night, Hiiragi remembered a time when he did something that only a fool would have done for his love one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, when Hiiragi was still in his mid teens, he fell in love with Saiai. She was a cute petite girl from his class. He had been fond of her for many years, but was rejected during the first year when they met. Since then, they have became close friends. But this did not stop hiiragi from loving Saiai, the only difference was, Hiiragi only shown his love towards her indirectly. Whenever Saiai was upset or depressed, Hiiragi would be there by her side, comforting her and cheering her up. And whenever she needed help, he would try his best to help her.&lt;br /&gt;Hiiragi continued his love for Saiai through the years without her knowing. He was not hoping that Saiai would accept him. He just wanted to see her happy. All those years, Hiiragi kept his feelings for Saiai deep in him. Once in a while, the urge of telling her all those feelings would rise. But the thought of risking this friendship with her, always, stopped him. Hiiragi did not want to lose her.&lt;br /&gt;One day, Hiiragi came to know about Saiai's liking for one of the guys in their group, Raian. Since then, Saiai would always mention Raian within conversations with Hiiragi. Hiiragi then started to be closer friends with Raian, in hoping to find out more about him. That was when he found out that Raian was also fond of Saiai. But he also found out that Raian wasn't the kind that would say it out up front nor make the first move. Neither was Saiai. Knowing this and knowing that Saiai would be happy to be with the one who she liked, Hiiragi made up his mind to do something which he would hurt himself in return for her happiness. Hiiragi decided to get Raian to woo Saiai.&lt;br /&gt;He started spending lots of time conveying how Saiai felt for him to him as well as conveying how much Raian liked her to her. Hiiragi also started to teach Raian of ways to win Saiai's heart, ways that he wanted to use. He was loving Saiai through Raian. Every happy moments they had together was hurtful to him. But he continued. He just wanted Saiai to be happy. Soon came valentine and this was also the day Hiiragi told Raian to ask Saiai to be his. Hiiragi totally had it planned out for them, the way he would want to spend his valentine with Saiai. From the gift to the packaging to the place to bring Saiai to for the day was suggested by Hiiragi, as he knows that those were things Saiai would have wanted. The day went on perfectly for both Raian and Saiai. Hiiragi spent that valentine alone. He was happy for Saiai as he knows she would be enjoying herself for the day. And that happiness was enough to cover the pain he went through.&lt;br /&gt;Hiiragi decided that he should move on. As continuing being close to her may complicate things. But at the same time, he wanted to let Saiai know the reason why. He wrote her a letter, filled with his feelings for her but also, telling her that he will be leaving, and that it would be the best for the both of them. He sealed the rolled-up letter with a ring that he always wore, put it into his bag and cycled to her place. The skies were dark and wind was blowing as he cycled. Then it began to drizzle. As little drops of rain hits Hiiragi's face, tears began to roll down his cheeks. He arrived at Saiai's place, dropped the letter into her letterbox and went off. It was raining heavily by then, and Hiiragi was also crying by then, cycling, and crying, in the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109999260891198164?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109999260891198164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109999260891198164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109999260891198164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109999260891198164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/11/fools-love.html' title='Fool&apos;s Love.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-109930142716702210</id><published>2004-11-01T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T14:13:11.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of One is usually the Beginning of Another.</title><content type='html'>The End of one Fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, and most of the time, the pursue of most fairytales will end somehow. Hiiragi, has came to one of these endings one day. Something that he thought wouldn't happen, happened. The news of Joseiteki's marriage froze him like nitrogen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I've got something to tell you. I'm getting married" came as a message through sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. Congrats" he replied, after a 10mins froze upon reading the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within moments after he replied, tears began to roll down his cheeks. He was happy for her, but he was also devastated. There is that selfish part of him still hoping that she will be with him eventually. But he knows now, it will never be. He sent her another message, "thanks for all the happy moments that you have brought into my life. They will be remembered and cherished always. My promise to you still stand and will always stand. If you ever need me at any point of time in your life for anything, let me know, and I'll be there to the best that I can for you." Hiiragi's emotion collapsed after sending that message to her. But he knows that she has made her choice. He can only hope that she'll be happy in whatever she does.&lt;br /&gt;Then he thought to himself, it is time to move on in life. Nothing should and nothing will stop here. He has to go on. She wouldn't be happy to see him in this state either.&lt;br /&gt;Hiiragi wasn't quite himself for the whole of that week. Though he knows what he has to do, his emotion is constantly pulling him back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... dunno why... can't seem to continue the story... emotional set back again... story will continue another time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... continued ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a struggle between what he knows is right and what his emotion is telling him. He cried in the late hours of the night, between his sleep and whenever he tried to let it go. But he knows he has to... No matter how hard it has been, and how much harder it will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109930142716702210?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109930142716702210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109930142716702210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109930142716702210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109930142716702210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/11/end-of-one-is-usually-beginning-of.html' title='The End of One is usually the Beginning of Another.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-109881333993672345</id><published>2004-10-27T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T01:55:39.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamped.</title><content type='html'>decided to change the design for my blog... hee... now it feels more me... well a new look a new feel but the same me and the same dream... my fairytale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many things have happened this year... many that left scars... there were many wonderful memories... as well as heart breaking ones... which sometimes get me thinking if... that fairytale exists... all the stories that have happened this year have all yet to end with "happily ever after"... when will that day come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again... if it was that simple... then fairytales would have been happened all the time... if i give it up now... i will never find that "happily ever after"... only by continuing my relentless search for that perfect fairytale... will there be a chance of finding it... because if there is a purpose in life... then let it be love... let me be drowned in love... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everyone who believes in fairytales... may yours come true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109881333993672345?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109881333993672345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109881333993672345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109881333993672345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109881333993672345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/10/revamped.html' title='Revamped.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-109722776601890036</id><published>2004-10-08T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T17:29:26.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Search of a Fairytale.</title><content type='html'>Story of a guy who is searching for a fairytale-like romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love's Fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story of a guy, Hiiragi. Hiiragi is a guy of a dreamy mind. From young, he began to dream of the perfect fairytale romance that he wants in his life. He dreams of how a simple romantic friendship should start, of how, it should develop into a closer friendship, and how it would improve into a relationship. He dreams of little small things that might spice up a relationship, things as small as the way hands are held, how a kiss should start, when to hug, and even when to say what. Though he has never demanded or even suggested these, deep down inside him, he hopes that some of the things will happen, someday.&lt;br /&gt;He started a relationship at the age of 15. Young, but he knew what he wanted. Many romantic things happened during his first love. Things were always right and always seems to happen the way he dream of. At times he would just put his lazy hand behind him and she would just hold on to it. Others should as hugging him from behind when he was feeling chill and giving him a kiss on the lips to say good bye were all natural. He was drowned in this little fantasy. And as little as it was, it ended soon after. He was heart broken. But he knew, if it wasn't meant to be, it would be better for it to end.&lt;br /&gt;He continued his pursue of an undying romance. One that he hoped will go down into the history books as the "World's most romantic fairytales". He began to follow nothing else but his feelings in his search. Each time he was with a new girl, he hoped that it would be more romantic than the previous. But it never was. The older he got, the less romantic each romance was. Deep inside him, he knew, he still loved his first. Maybe it was the feeling he has when she was with him. The comfortability that was always around as she always seems to know what he was thinking. But despite this, Hiiragi has never devoted himself into each of his relationship a bit lesser. But still each time it ended.&lt;br /&gt;By the age of 22, he has changed into an adaptor. One that always try to change oneself to suit the other. He wasn't really himself anymore. Through the years of courtships and relationships, he has always been trying to be someone that the other party would like. Always accomadating to each of their needs. The old happy-go-lucky self of his was no longer there. Everything has changed. On one fine day, at a seminial that went to, he met a girl who changed his life totally. A girl who was almost an exact copy of him. A girl who captivated him totally. They've met up and gone out with each other on many occasions after the seminial, and with each meeting, his love for her deepens. He knows, that is the kind of girl he wants to be with. From the day they gotten to know each other, Hiiragi has been changing again. He began to feel relax again, as though his soul has been revitalised. He began to become himself once more. He began to find himself again through her. He finally understand why, the fact was, he wasn't returning to his old self. Instead, he was actually adapting to her character, which was very much similiar to what he was in the past. And because he was adapting to his old self, he felt very comfortable, very relaxed. The girl, Taki, didn't want a relationship with him. She look upon him as a very good friend, one that she knows she can always turn to if she ever needed help. Hiiragi was hurt to know this. His dream for a fairytale that was finally happening was all just his wishful thinking. His emotions broke down. His life broke down. Never in his life has he been this sad. He cried on countless nights.&lt;br /&gt;He started to doubt of this fairytale romance that he has always been searching for. "Am I just being stupid? To pursue in a fairytale." He thought. Then something in him pulled him back, "it does exist, but it wouldn't be easy to find", he heard himself saying. He knows that if he gives up now, he will regret.&lt;br /&gt;Months have passed since, and till today, Hiiragi is still pursuing his fairytale romance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109722776601890036?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109722776601890036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109722776601890036' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109722776601890036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109722776601890036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/10/in-search-of-fairytale.html' title='In Search of a Fairytale.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497501.post-109350531516251080</id><published>2004-08-26T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T15:28:35.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree. Leaf. Wind.</title><content type='html'>just wanna share this with everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Story of Leaf’s Departure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tree:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Tree. Why? It is because of my talent in painting trees. Through time, all my paintings were trademarked with a tree at the lower right corner.&lt;br /&gt;I have dated 5 girls in my Pre-U years. But, there was this one special ordinary girl who I am very fond of that I have never dated. She totally captivated me with her innocence, honesty, intelligence, cuteness and fragility. Felt as though I have to protect her from this ugly world. Reason why I’ve never dated her is that I felt she was too ordinary for me, or maybe, I am afraid to taint a heart as pure as hers. Her name is Leaf. We were good friends.&lt;br /&gt;Through the 3 years, she watched me as I dated each girl. It must have been a terrible feeling to see the one you love going after another. ‘Cause each time that I did, she cried. She didn’t know that I know she cried, but I know. When I was with my second girlfriend, she bumped into us accidentally when we were kissing. Embarrassed she was, but she smiled and said, “Sorry, go on…” before running off. The following day, her eyes were as swollen as walnuts. I just made fun of her the whole day just to hide my emotions from her. She was then alone in the classroom, crying. I was there instead of being at my soccer training, but she did not know. She cried for an hour. I watched her.&lt;br /&gt;My fourth girlfriend did not like her. There was this one incident when both of them quarreled. I figured that my girlfriend must have started it as she wasn’t the type to start a quarrel. But, despite knowing this, I told her to stop. Her eyes were filled with tears as I walked off with my girlfriend. It must have hurt. Even I felt hurt for hurting her. The following day, she continued to laugh and joke with me as though nothing had happened.&lt;br /&gt;When I broke off with my fifth girlfriend, I asked her out. I told her that I have something that I wanna tell her. Coincidentally, she has something to tell me as well. I told her about my break up and she told me of her attachment. I know the very moment who the guy was. His name is Wind. He had been going after her for a while now. An interesting cute guy filled with energy. His pursuit for her has been spread throughout the school. I congratulate her, hiding my pain within me. Now I know how it felt. It was terrible. It feels as though a vacuum from with the heart is sucking the walls in, unbearably painful. I broke down and cry when I got home. It hurt, and it hurt more to think of the pain she went through for me.&lt;br /&gt;Ten days after, during my graduation, I read an sms. It was sent on the day I went out with her. It says, “Leaf left. Not because of Wind’s pursuit, but because Tree did not asked Leaf to stay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leaf:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked collecting leaves and I admired them. I feel that it takes lots of courage for a leaf to leave the tree she had relied on for so long.&lt;br /&gt;During my Pre-U days, there was this guy whom I was very close with. We were like buddies. But jealousy hit me when he started dating his first girlfriend. This was when I realized that what I had felt for him wasn’t just friendship.&lt;br /&gt;They broke up two months after. But he got together with another a month later. I liked him and I know he is also fond of me. Why won’t he pursue me? It hurts me deep each time he got together with another. But I waited by his side, caring for him, loving him, hoping that one day, he might be with me. And I waited for 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the third year, I came to know of a guy named Wind. He is a second year junior, a guy who gave his all to be with me. His pursuit for me was relentless, like a warm, gentle wind trying to sweep a leaf off the tree she is holding on to. I realized that this wind would bring this badly battered leaf to a better, far away land. I decided to give this wind a chance. I told Tree that I was leaving, hoping that he might ask me to stay. Tree just smiled and congratulated me. And I left Tree. I left, not because of Wind’s pursuit, but because Tree did not asked Leaf to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wind:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m Wind, a second year junior. I’ve fallen for a girl named Leaf. A girl who was very attached to Tree. I first saw Leaf a month after I’ve transferred to the new school. She was this innocent petite looking girl who is always watching Tree during our soccer practices. Every practice, she’ll be there looking at him, frowning each time he talked to another girl, and smiling each time he turned to look at her. And each time, I’ll be looking at her.&lt;br /&gt;One day during our practice, Leaf did not appear. And Tree wasn’t at the practice either. An uneasy feeling overwhelmed me. I just had to know what had happened. I went to their classroom to look for them. There, I saw Tree arguing with Leaf. And I saw Leaf cried as Tree left. The following day, she appeared again, at the same place, looking at him. I went over to her, smiled and passed her a note. She turned to look at me and accepted the note. She returned me a note the following day that says, “Leaf’s heart is too heavy for Wind to blow her away.” I then wrote her another note, “It is not because Leaf’s heart is too heavy. It is because Leaf did not want to leave Tree.”&lt;br /&gt;We started to talk more often after that. Though I know that I’m not the one she loves, but I know that if I persevere, she will like me someday.&lt;br /&gt;For four months, I have had declared my love for her countless times. And each time, she will avoid the topic. And each time she did, I tried again.&lt;br /&gt;One day, when we were talking over the phone, I ask her again to be with me. There was a break of silence.&lt;br /&gt;And I asked, “Hey, still there?”&lt;br /&gt;She replied, “I’m nodding my head.”&lt;br /&gt;“Huh?” I exclaimed, not believing what I’m hearing.&lt;br /&gt;With a louder volume she replied, “I’m nodding my head.”&lt;br /&gt;I hung up the phone and sped down to her place. The moment she opened the door, I hugged her, tightly. But at the same time I was thinking, “Did Leaf left because of Wind’s pursuit, or because Tree did not asked Leaf to stay.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109350531516251080?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109350531516251080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109350531516251080' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109350531516251080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109350531516251080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/08/tree-leaf-wind.html' title='Tree. Leaf. Wind.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497501.post-109210666700547557</id><published>2004-08-10T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T10:57:47.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picking up.</title><content type='html'>been a while since i updated my blog... for all my friends who wished to know things that have happened in my life recently... i'll write them down here... just to keep everyone updated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly... i'm ok just still abit messed up after the events that have happened recently... i'm single again... broken up with ivy on sunday morning... why? you must be asking... how come so sudden? some may add... to begin with... it wasn't a sudden decision for the broke up... been thinking about it for a week before i came down to that decision... i still love her... but our lives, way of living, thinking, likings, things we enjoy doing... just can't seem to click... though she's never asked of me to give up on what i like to do... but i know i'll have to give it up or i wun be able to do it just as much as before if i were to continue being with her... either that or she'll have to accompany me on doing these things which she will not enjoy doing... either way... its a lose-lose situation... i want her to be happy as much as i want myself to be happy... i want her to do things she wants and enjoys as much as i want for myself... selfish of me you may think... and ya... maybe i am... why didn't i think of this and just rush into a relationship in the beginning... yes i did not think of this... and there will be 1001 other factors that i've not thought of... but hear me out on this... if... for every relationship... i have to go through all this painful thinking... i'd rather not have a relationship at all... and even if you have thought through all the factors... can you be 100% or maybe even 50% sure it will work out?... so it still comes down to the same thing... try and you'll know if the relationship will work... some of my frens commented... "after so many relationship, didn't you learn anything from the previous? like why it didn't work? what should you do and not do in the next relationship?" and the likes of it... my answer... yes... i know what went wrong... i know why it went wrong... and i know what i should do... then why did i fall into and out of so many relationships... hey... i have no idea... if i knew why... i wouldn't have had so many relationships... it isn't easy to get out of a relationship... for those who've felt that pain before... i feel it too... and it is not easy to put on a smiley face to the world just to assure that you are alright so that they do not worry for you... i may seem very &lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;潇洒&lt;/span&gt; to many... and ya maybe i am... cos i find that there's no point putting on a sad look for everyone to see and make everyone around you worry... feel like stopping here... for my close frens...if you have anything you wanna say or ask... ask me personally...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109210666700547557?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109210666700547557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109210666700547557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109210666700547557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109210666700547557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/08/picking-up.html' title='picking up.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-109151052651984425</id><published>2004-08-03T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T13:22:06.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>qi.li.xiang.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周杰伦-七里香&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;窗外的麻雀 在电线杆上多嘴&lt;br /&gt;你说这一句 很有夏天的感觉&lt;br /&gt;手中的铅笔 在纸上来来回回&lt;br /&gt;我用几行字形容你是我的谁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋刀鱼 的滋味 猫跟你都想了解&lt;br /&gt;初恋的香味就这样被我们寻回&lt;br /&gt;那温暖 的阳光 像刚摘的鲜艳草莓&lt;br /&gt;你说你舍不得吃掉这一种感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨下整夜 我的爱溢出就像雨水&lt;br /&gt;院子落叶 跟我的思念厚厚一叠&lt;br /&gt;几句是非 也无法将我的热情冷却&lt;br /&gt;你出现在我诗的每一页&lt;br /&gt;雨下整夜 我的爱溢出就像雨水&lt;br /&gt;窗台蝴蝶 像诗里纷飞的美丽章节&lt;br /&gt;我接著写 把永远爱你写进诗的结尾&lt;br /&gt;你是我唯一想要的了解&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那饱满 的稻穗 幸福了这个季节&lt;br /&gt;而你的脸颊像田里熟透的蕃茄&lt;br /&gt;你突然 对我说 七里香的名字很美&lt;br /&gt;我此刻却只想亲吻你倔强的嘴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally totally melted... best ALBUM EVER... for the die hard romantics... you'll regret for not buying this album...&lt;br /&gt;my rating: 5.1 of 5&lt;br /&gt;imagine... i'm gonna buy it today...&lt;br /&gt;top recommendation songs: 2.&lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;七里香&lt;/span&gt;, 3.&lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;借口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really best album ever... &lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;七里香&lt;/span&gt; has the best lyrics ever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109151052651984425?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109151052651984425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109151052651984425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109151052651984425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109151052651984425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/08/qilixiang2.html' title='qi.li.xiang.2'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-109091931835280768</id><published>2004-07-27T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T17:08:38.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>qi.li.xiang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b class="jincomment"&gt;周杰伦-七里香&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah... another superb nice song from &lt;b class="jincomment"&gt;周杰伦&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope it'll be in market soon... very very nice... like it alot...&lt;br /&gt;think sher will like it... &lt;b class="jincomment"&gt;有一点《东风破》的曲风&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even if she doesn't like it i still love it hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;will be putting up the radio version of the song on this site... hope you'll be able to hear it... cos geocities siao one... sometimes will work sometimes will not... depending on the server traffic... hope you'll enjoy the song! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well mood much better today... think yest not enough sleep that's why so moody... haiZ... piscean's mood swing... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yest after work went home straight... had dinner home with my sis before i knock out completely on my mattress on the floor... didn't even climb back to bed when i woke up at 2am... lights were also still on... my pc and notebook were also still on... but... i was... Zzzzz... fell back to sleep... Zzzzzzzzzzzzz... by the time i woke up again... was 5am... decided not to sleep le... felt so refreshed... hmmmm... well i guess a good night's rest really refreshes the person... i slept early woke up early and till now still feeling refreshed... though my throat is feeling bit dry... must not lose my voice... else i think i'll go crazy... hmmm come to think of it... been a while since i went ktv... been either broke or accompanying gf... hehehe... jun jio me quite a number of times le... think she getting fedup liao... =p&lt;br /&gt;example of our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;-example 1-&lt;br /&gt;jun: eh tmr want ktv?&lt;br /&gt;jin: can't la... meeting my gf tmr...&lt;br /&gt;jun: ... ok lor&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;-example 2-&lt;br /&gt;jun: tmr ktv? who and who jio leh...&lt;br /&gt;jin: can't leh... broke liao...&lt;br /&gt;jun: wahliew... always broke one...&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiZ... if i told ivy i'm meeting her... i'll not tell her i can't meet her one...  the one i love is always priority... friends also are... but if i promised her first... i'll definitely go meet her... same with my friends... so can't blame me ma... =p hope you'll understand la jun... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... the more i listen to the song... themore i love it... and the more i think sher will like it... hahaha... dunno instincts correct a not... hmmmm... oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109091931835280768?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109091931835280768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109091931835280768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109091931835280768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109091931835280768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/07/qilixiang.html' title='qi.li.xiang.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-109082796753802574</id><published>2004-07-26T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T15:47:49.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom.</title><content type='html'>life is getting so bored... everyday is like a routine... so is every weekend... went for i,robot on friday night with ivy... must watch ah! find the show damn good... hahaha maybe i'm an easily satisfied person... most shows that i've watched... i'll say it is nice...&lt;br /&gt;on saturday... went tampines to fetch ivy over to my place for dinner... ma prepared yong tau hu and orh ne for dessert... .... dun feel like writing what i did... thinking of it bores me already... think i'll just stop here... really really need to make my life more interesting... haiZ.. sianZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway some recommendations for those who like small bites...&lt;br /&gt;1. mini mochi :: 15 per box :: available at most ntuc :: $5.20 per box&lt;br /&gt;2. ichigo bliss :: 1 or 3 :: available at all mos burger :: $0.35 for 1, $1.00 for 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly... just feel like drinking and pouring out to my close friends about things... i dun even know what is bothering me... suddenly so vexed... haiZ... never felt this shitty for a long time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109082796753802574?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109082796753802574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109082796753802574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109082796753802574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109082796753802574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/07/boredom.html' title='boredom.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-109056917113943885</id><published>2004-07-23T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T15:59:11.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love profile.</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;Love Profile :: Pisces &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your positive traits: &lt;br /&gt;You're very tuned into your lover's feelings - and you're always doing something caring. &lt;br /&gt;Sweetness - you're the most romantic person your parnter has ever met. &lt;br /&gt;You get easily swept away and are a total delight to fall in love with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your negative traits: &lt;br /&gt;You are super duper sensitive and find it hard to get out of a sad mood. &lt;br /&gt;It's difficult for you to tell your sweetie no, even when you should. &lt;br /&gt;You often tell your partner what they want to hear, instead of being honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal partner: &lt;br /&gt;Straight from a fairy tale - the man or woman of your dreams is a total romantic, with an artistic or creative side. Loves to express their love to you, in all sorts of unique ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dating style: &lt;br /&gt;Dreamy. You like traditional romantic dates, like picnics in the park and candlelight dinners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction style: &lt;br /&gt;Fearless - you try what your parnter suggests, no matter how unusual. &lt;br /&gt;Loving - &amp;nbsp;You'll take your pleasure second, if necessary. &lt;br /&gt;Internal -&amp;nbsp;A lot of your enjoyment takes place within your head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the future: &lt;br /&gt;Be more realistic. Your romantic ideal is nice, but it may just not happen. &lt;br /&gt;Let go of your fear of rejection - it's holding you back from being with your true love. &lt;br /&gt;Open yourself up to a new love. The person you think you want may not be the one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best color to attract mate: &lt;br /&gt;Seafoam green &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best day for a date: &lt;br /&gt;Friday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah! mostly very accurate... hahaha... except for the "You often tell your partner what they want to hear, instead of being honest." part (very not true... cos i dun like to lie) ... but this is very VERY true "It's difficult for you to tell your sweetie no, even when you should." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those reading this blog post... teach me leh... how to say no to your love ones? how how how? the moment i see their expression change... i melt... totally... how to say no???... haiZ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... the seduction style very funny lor ... "Fearless - you try what your parnter suggests, no matter how unusual." as if i'll eat shit if my partner suggests... YUCKS... got limit one more... wat fearless... siaoo ah... =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Loving - &amp;nbsp;You'll take your pleasure second, if necessary." this is so true... believe it or not... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall... very nice profile... as in accurate la... well at least for me... =p &lt;br /&gt;go get your love profile here :: &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/" target="bloglinks"&gt;Blogthings&lt;/a&gt; :: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok... back to me... been doing so bloodly much of scripting and programming this whole week... today decided to give myself time off... hahaha... slacking in office the whole morning till now... yesterday... total time of 11hours of programming... which out of that... 9hours non-stop other then go get drink and toilet... last night scariest thing happen in my sleep... i dreamt of me still in office doing programming... wahlao!... scary lor... even when i sleep the codes &lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;不放过我&lt;/span&gt;... went to ling's place for mj also at ard 10+... tot she working today still jio mj... then found out that actually she planning to get mc today.. -_-" winner... well but i won last night... hehehe... sorry ah ling... win your money again... =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya and before i went for mj... went to meet my gf after work... her colleges commented on something funny... which made me feel proud! heheh... they were telling my gf how come i so &lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;傻&lt;/span&gt;... she knock off at 7:30 or 8:00... but i'm there at ard 6:30... hehehe... then my gf said... &lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;因为你疼我吗&lt;/span&gt;..." wah.. that made me feel so good... &lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;没有白费心&lt;/span&gt;... i mean at least she knows and she tells me... hehe... just like how the profile describe... i like my love ones telling me... =P... &lt;br /&gt;had vegeterian food for dinner... tell you the serving is wahpiang... if you not hardcore eater... make sure share with someone... i bought 2 plates (2.80 one plate and the other 3.20) i think enough to fill 4 shers! hahaha.. =P kidding kidding... sher sherly wun angry one right? hehehe... but despite that... i manage to finish my plate + half of my gf's plate... hahahaha... and half a bowl of ice kachang... hmmm... now i know why am i fat... =p... eat like pig... only when after the kachang... i start to complain to my gf... "&lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;死啦...坐着都那么饱...站起来还得了?&lt;/span&gt; =p... eat first complain later... that is me... =p &lt;br /&gt;hahaha... well that was my day... boring... i know... =p but got gf's company... still much better... =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109056917113943885?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109056917113943885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109056917113943885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109056917113943885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109056917113943885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/07/love-profile.html' title='love profile.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-109037881572512016</id><published>2004-07-21T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T14:58:09.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horoscope.</title><content type='html'>::Sun sign - Pisces:: &lt;br /&gt;Pisces is the sign of the Two Fish, and it is a rare Piscean who does not feel a strong affinity with the sea.&amp;nbsp; You are likely to have a love of water sports - swimming, sailing, surfing or angling.&amp;nbsp; Yours is a dreamy and imaginative nature.&amp;nbsp; Often your creativity expresses itself in music or poetry.&amp;nbsp; You are highly receptive to other people's moods and emotions, and you can soak up an atmosphere like a sponge.&amp;nbsp; Your acute sensitivity means that you have to find ways to protect yourself, or you end up constantly drained, put upon, or feeling paranoid.&amp;nbsp; There is a risk of making too many sacrifices in your life.&amp;nbsp; Part of the Piscean lesson is to find your own identity rather than fitting yourself into other people's moulds.&amp;nbsp; Escapism is a characteristic of your sign, and Pisceans have to be careful when seeking altered states of consciousness through either alcohol or drugs.&amp;nbsp; Relaxation techniques such as Yoga or meditation are a safer bet!&amp;nbsp; Love and compassion are extremely important to you, but you have to temper your romantic ideals with some realism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::Jinx &lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;评语&lt;/span&gt;:: &lt;br /&gt;other then the water sports part... (i'm a fish that can't swim...) the rest are quite... hmmm quite very true... =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::Moon sign - Scorpio:: &lt;br /&gt;Scorpio is ruled by Mars, the God of War, and also by Pluto, the God of the Underworld.&amp;nbsp; The feeling nature of Moon in Scorpio is therefore deep, intense and passionate.&amp;nbsp; Your needs are complex, with a desire to dig deep down into your soul on the quest for self-enlightenment.&amp;nbsp; There is nothing 'wishy-washy' or superficial about this placement.&amp;nbsp; There is an 'all or nothing' quality in the sign that makes you either love or hate - and both with a vengeance.&amp;nbsp; You have to guard against turning your relationship into a battleground, or of misusing your power or desires to stay in control.&amp;nbsp; Jealousy is a strong characteristic of Moon in Scorpio and you are more than capable of plotting revenge when wronged.&amp;nbsp; You have to have the last word at all costs.&amp;nbsp; But the positive side of this placing is a highly-evolved instinct bordering on the psychic, a fearlessness in love, and the ability to heal.&amp;nbsp; Moon in Scorpio is the Witch, for good or bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::Jinx &lt;span class="jincomment"&gt;评语&lt;/span&gt;:: &lt;br /&gt;dun really feel that this is true... cos i'm someone who do not hold grudges... and turning my relationship into a battleground?... eh... and me staying in control part is only a thought... cos i'm never demanding... or maybe... there is a witch deep down in me... just waiting to be unleashed?... LOL... we'll see... we'll see... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109037881572512016?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109037881572512016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109037881572512016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109037881572512016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109037881572512016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/07/horoscope.html' title='horoscope.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-109031331568135501</id><published>2004-07-20T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T16:48:35.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suggestions.</title><content type='html'>need suggestions on what to add on this blog... =p&lt;br /&gt;to all who drop by often... let me know what you would wanna see or find on this page...&lt;br /&gt;i'll try my best to add it in...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... recently doing lots of programming... javascript programming that is... not too hard but still enough to give one a headache if there are bugs... been busy with work, gf and games... that's why have not been updating this livejournal... but everytime i visit moon's page... wah... always so sweet... make me feel my livejournal look like shit... well that's why i decided to move! yes move... bye bye boring livejournal... hello awesome blogger! hehehe... well played ard with the settings and codes these few days... finally got it up and working and presentable... comments comments needed! let me know what is good and what is not... where to improve and where to remove... i'll definitely improve and not remove... =p&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of crap... saw all the personality tests on moon's page... wah... she really really into it... hahaha!... almost everyday also have new test results... hehe... if i start having my results here confirm she'll scold me say i copy hers... =p&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;to: moon&lt;br /&gt;eh if you visit this page... sorry la... i'm like moving wherever you're moving... i know... but but... you see livejournal and blogger... blogger really so much nicer ma... plus your page is done up so well... make me feel like i have to move here as well to have a more presentable blog... =p&lt;br /&gt;so dun scold me for moving here as well ok? hehehe... oh ya... and keep in touch more often leh... seldom hear from you one leh... when hear from you is either mj or need help... Zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all for now... for all those wondering why is my journals always short... i got one simple answer... my life is boring... so if you want me to write more interesting posts... try spicing up my life a little... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109031331568135501?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109031331568135501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109031331568135501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109031331568135501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109031331568135501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/07/suggestions.html' title='suggestions.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497501.post-109025030000514346</id><published>2004-07-19T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T23:18:20.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog warming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;its up! renovation to the blog is done for now... hehe... but i will add more things to this blog... so please visit this page often!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for those who have missed this korean ktv clip... here it is again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinkystar.com/pds/contents/solo/200401/ttws3.wmv"&gt;http://www.pinkystar.com/pds/contents/solo/200401/ttws3.wmv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;still find it damn amusing...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109025030000514346?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109025030000514346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109025030000514346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109025030000514346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109025030000514346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-warming.html' title='blog warming.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-109022833450948373</id><published>2004-07-19T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T17:12:14.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>renovation.</title><content type='html'>been renovating my blog... gotten some of the things up and working... well be sure to return to see more changes to the site... =)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;meantime... have a look at this clips... very funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://love.iparty.org.tw/ani.asp?lang=chi&amp;amp;anino=01"&gt;http://love.iparty.org.tw/ani.asp?lang=chi&amp;amp;anino=01&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://love.iparty.org.tw/ani.asp?lang=chi&amp;amp;anino=02"&gt;http://love.iparty.org.tw/ani.asp?lang=chi&amp;amp;anino=02&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://love.iparty.org.tw/ani.asp?lang=chi&amp;amp;anino=03"&gt;http://love.iparty.org.tw/ani.asp?lang=chi&amp;amp;anino=03&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://love.iparty.org.tw/ani.asp?lang=chi&amp;amp;anino=04"&gt;http://love.iparty.org.tw/ani.asp?lang=chi&amp;amp;anino=04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://love.iparty.org.tw/ani.asp?lang=chi&amp;amp;anino=05"&gt;http://love.iparty.org.tw/ani.asp?lang=chi&amp;amp;anino=05&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;hope these will bring a smile to your faces!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-109022833450948373?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/feeds/109022833450948373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497501&amp;postID=109022833450948373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109022833450948373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497501/posts/default/109022833450948373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jinekii.blogspot.com/2004/07/renovation.html' title='renovation.'/><author><name>Jinekii.Rezuri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07680977238259790262</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-7497501.post-108959563323495565</id><published>2004-07-12T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T17:13:31.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving in.</title><content type='html'>decided to move into blogspot after seeing ah moon's page (so sweet and cute) and being invited by my jie mei elyn to join, so here I am. still trying a bit of things here and there. hopefully my page will be just as interesting as moon's (its almost like she got fan club, haiZ unlike my previous livejournal, always quiet). anyway just needed an entry to test my page hahaha so dun expect much from this entry yet. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497501-108959563323495565?l=jinekii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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