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  <title>Wuffy Pup&apos;s Journal</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Feb 2007 16:10:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>....... Too confused to post any words....</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Click for Drawings~&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a210/kerespup/CuteAssassin.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a210/kerespup/JabFlat.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Dec 2006 22:57:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Broken Computer</title>
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  <description>Waaaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been almost 2 weeks since my computer (My own computer) broke down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ve been trying to fix it, yet still there are big problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t get to the internet or even open a file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta fix this ;__;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Dec 2006 11:02:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nooooooooooo!!!</title>
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  <description>Nooooooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ASEAN summit has been postponed for January because of a coming storm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means there are classes next week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nooooooooooo!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 03:25:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-My List of things to do-</title>
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  <description>Omg, it&apos;s been a long long while since I became an active person again!&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to fullfill all the promises I made and to do all what I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Do List (Ordered by priority):&lt;br /&gt;-Present for my beloved this Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Presents for my closest friends this Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Drawings for Alex, Knuffy, Aramitz, Loupy and many more.&lt;br /&gt;-Drawings for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;-Concept art for my RPG.&lt;br /&gt;-Sprite art for my RPG.&lt;br /&gt;-Homework.&lt;br /&gt;-My RPG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm, I forgot the others and I&apos;ll update this later.</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Laughter</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Sep 2006 13:53:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sad Sad Story</title>
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  <description>Last Week during Thursday at our Computer Laboratory, we saw our lady teacher running in seemingly frightened and worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then told us about one of her students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her student, a male, needed only to finish two subjects to graduate, but he always kept on failing in our teacher&apos;s subject. So she told him, that if he will never be absent again, she will automatically pass him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On last week monday, the guy was still present there. On Wednesday, the guy was still there, and the teacher had everyone move closer to the board, but the guy disappeared. After class, one of the other students told our lady teacher that the guy was already dead. But she said that she just saw and maybe the guy only went out to get something. But soon afterwards she heard from the secretary that the guy was already dead since Tuesday, because he was shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how much a person would do just to fullfil his dream? The student was already dead on Tuesday but be cause of the &quot;No Absences&quot; thing, he still went on Wednesday as a ghost.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Sep 2006 14:05:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>... What&apos;s... happening to me...</title>
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  <description>Uhhh... since a few days ago, my tailbone hurts so bad, my clavicle feels like it&apos;s about to pop out... and my head feels like something&apos;s coming out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday, I&apos;ve been coughing a lot and had a cold... not only that, each time I cough and sneeze, it feels like a giant crab is squeezing me with its&apos; pincers around my hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, even when I breath, my body feels like I&apos;m being run over by a bunch of steamrollers. Just now I coughed up some blood, and not the &quot;Blood&quot; juice  from strawberry which I keep on making, but my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire feels cold, even under the blazing heat of the sun. The song inside my head feels like it&apos;s getting louder, echoes running through my head, my vision doesn&apos;t even seem right anymore... it feels like everything seems darker... as dark as the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s wrong with me... I don&apos;t feel so right...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Sep 2006 13:45:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>End of Exam Week</title>
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  <description>First of all, I&apos;d like to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!!! EXAM WEEK IS OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*faints onto bed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... books... too much... books...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stands up again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually, exams went fine. I got all of them right... I think... well, except for Filipino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Man I&apos;m a Filipino but I don&apos;t understand Filipino!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that exam week is over, I can finally *cough* rest my poor body and mind and soul... *cough and faint onto bed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owww...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Sep 2006 13:33:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*swipe!*</title>
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  <description>XP Swiped from my good friend Von:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Do you like animals?&lt;br /&gt;Yep! Fear my demonic howl of doom! :D Wolves forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever met an online friend in person?&lt;br /&gt;Yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you athletic?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Are you: thin, fat, athletically built etc:&lt;br /&gt;????? Nani?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How much do you weigh?&lt;br /&gt;????? Nani?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What&apos;s your height?&lt;br /&gt;????? Nani?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. shoe size?&lt;br /&gt;????? Nani?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Girls- are you tomboyish, girly, normal, etc?&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Guys- are you girly or guyish?&lt;br /&gt;Deadlikish XP. Guyish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;Spirit Age: 900 Years&lt;br /&gt;Body Age: 16 Years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When&apos;s your Birthday?&lt;br /&gt;January 1. 12:01 AM.&lt;br /&gt;Joking. January 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s see... White Pants, White Polo, White Scarf, White Gloves, White Socks, White Shoes, White Bag, White Choker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you sociable?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda... Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Are you single or taken?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm... I&apos;m single, coz I&apos;m the only one here right now. I&apos;m taken, because I am taken as an example of a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, did you mean social status?&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t answer that! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you eat meat?&lt;br /&gt;Rawr! Carnivore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;I was before, but not anymore! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you read a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Yup!!! How can I teach Psychology and Calculus, English and Filipino, History and Culture, Arts and Literature in the day care center if I don&apos;t read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you listen to music, what kind?&lt;br /&gt;Anything that isn&apos;t sung by my sister. *puts earplugs on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you play an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;Piano, and... does a sword count as an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How long have you been drawing?&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What&apos;s the meaning of life:&lt;br /&gt;Life... hmmm... I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know about is life is that it was given to us, that&apos;s why we have to take care of it, and all others&apos; lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeek, enough with all this life thing. It&apos;s just showing me memories of my grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you kept up with your New Year&apos;s Resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhh... *ponders* 50% of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Would you choose love over money?&lt;br /&gt;Love!!! Since money can&apos;t buy love!!! Love &amp;gt; All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Name something you hate about your body.&lt;br /&gt;My hands... my accursed hands!!! CURSE YOU MY HANDS!!! WHY DO YOU KEEP ON WINNING IN SLOT MACHINES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Favorite sex position?&lt;br /&gt;o_O What kind of a question is this!? I can&apos;t answer this! I&apos;m not 18 yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Name something from your childhood.&lt;br /&gt;*nibbles on a plate* This plate, which I had since I was 2. XP I dunno why, but it&apos;s my favorite plate in the whole wide world. No one else can touch it! XP It&apos;s mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Are you stuck up?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you dance naked?&lt;br /&gt;o_O Now why would someone do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever used sex toys?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;_&amp;lt; Nani???? What in the world is this question supposed to give?

33. You know you&amp;#39;re having a bad day when?
When it&amp;#39;s raining... Rain... I hate it... It brings bad memories... and it makes me wanna choke someone. *looks for his cousin*

34. Do you prefer bath or shower?
BOOTH! I mean Both!

35. Now tag five of your friends. They MUST take this quiz and post it in their journal.
EVERYONE IN LJ.
EVERYONE WHO USES GOOGLE.
EVERYONE IN YAHOO.
EVERYONE IN MSN.
EVERYONE IN AIM.

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  <lj:music>Fruits Basket Opening Song</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Aug 2006 10:37:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o.o</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;(X_X STUPID KERES YOU PRESSED A WRONG BUTTON THAT THE POST YOU POSTED BEFORE IS GONE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Retyping...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, long story short.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Negative:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was going home from the mall to home a week ago in a taxi and before I reached half-way, the driver told me to get out and pay him 100 pesos instead of 70 which it said in the machine or else I would not be able to get out of the taxi alive. I saw a gun under the driver seat, wasn&apos;t scared was just wanting to get the rapier which I bought out and cut the guy&apos;s hands, but I didn&apos;t want to go to prison so I gave him the money and got out of the taxi which sped up out of my sight (stupid me for not getting the plate number). I had to walk the rest of the way, as to that 100 pesos was the only money I had left from buying that rapier.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2nd, Two old men (about 80 years) fought and stabbed each other right infront of our store for over a glass of water. They&apos;re at the hospital now, noooo idea on who&apos;s getting arrested.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Positive:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Met a fur in real life, face to face, even hanged out at the mall. &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_popcom12&apos; lj:user=&apos;popcom12&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://popcom12.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://popcom12.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;popcom12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;Was really fun hanging out with him. We looked at an Art Gallery and Pet Store and touring around the mall as we chatted. Then we played Naruto: Narutimate Hero 3. But as I am still not so good with that game, I got beaten around 15 times XP only won around 5 times. X3. After that we went to see a movie, Pirates of the Carribean: Dead Man&apos;s Chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY VERY GREATLY POSITIVE!!!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won 1,000,000,000 Pesos from the lotto!!!.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that&apos;s not true... x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that&apos;s all (stupid me for accidentally erasing the longer unsummarized one). See ya later guys! :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Keres Pup&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 13:41:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tumble Tumble Tumble to the hospital</title>
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  <description>Well I had a lil teeny wee accident at school, I slipped on a banana peel when I was running from my classmate and fell down the stairs, tumbling and tumbling from the 3rd floor to the 1st floor. I remember hurting my head, elbows and legs as I tumbled down. At the last flight of stairs I was blanked out, and as the janitor told my parents later I was sliding down the last flight of stairs, head first. Then I remember being in the ambulance and then in the emergency room. Where I woke up from my blankness. I had to stay in the hospital overnight though. I remember that I hurt a lot of my body parts when I tumbled, but I had no fractures, broken bones or even a scar. Well, I was discharged this noon but then I had to stay home they said to recover (NOOO! I&apos;m missing a lot of exams).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m okay now. Night all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Jul 2006 14:15:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s time...</title>
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  <description>&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_pyreth&apos; lj:user=&apos;pyreth&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pyreth.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pyreth.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pyreth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Trias... dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always encouraged me... to be strong... to be brave... to never give up... to care for others...&lt;br /&gt;You showed me happiness and taught me much...&lt;br /&gt;You told me &quot;Don&apos;t Jump...&quot; and I kept it in my heart to remind me never to give up, to stand strong through everything I have to face.&lt;br /&gt;You were my rolemodel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now... many days after our family broke apart... when I speak to you... it&apos;s like I&apos;m speaking to a dying fox, making me worry to death.&lt;br /&gt;I ask you if you&apos;re okay, but you keep on saying yes... even though it&apos;s very clear that the truth is... you&apos;re not okay... &lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s happened to you?... Why are you being like this?... Why are you slowly destroying yourself? Sinking into the depths of sadness and sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;however... sad to say... your father just mopes around and try to run&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words I hear... I keep on thinking they&apos;re lies... I knew you were strong... and never gave up... that&apos;s why I always said that those words are just lies... but now... you&apos;re acting like the very person I myself feared to be. A person who is encased in a barrier of sadness, walking around letting almost everything stab into your heart...&lt;br /&gt;Eyes filled with sadness... thoughts of nothingness... and heart with loneliness, hatred and pain. Why are you&lt;br /&gt;slowly closing the doors of your heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brought much pain to me when I knew you were turning out to be like this. It even brought more pain when I had&lt;br /&gt;to call you &quot;weak&quot; because you didn&apos;t even try with all your might and heart to go through the pressure of life...&lt;br /&gt;much more did you made my relightened soul shatter like broken glass when you even thought and told me about&lt;br /&gt;taking your life away... If you think everyone has left you and has betrayed you, you&apos;re wrong. I&apos;ve always been here...&lt;br /&gt;trying to help you but you keep on trying to send me away or ignoring me... and that makes me worry more so I just can&apos;t sleep until I would be able to do something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before if you will ever pull the trigger... you&apos;d hear the shot taking me first... coz if the parent who the child looked up to once would ever try to disappear from the world in his own hands... the child wouldn&apos;t be able to take the pressure and would die first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;ll die, then I&apos;ll die first...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 14:41:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sayonara... Jasmine...</title>
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  <description>Today... someone important in my life died... someone who I could consider much more important than my own life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name was Jasmine... she was my dog... but other than that... she wasn&apos;t only my dog... but she was... a part of my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine... was introduced into my family when one of our maids brought her home with her when she was still a puppy. Me and that maid, Lanie, worked together to bring up our little angel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some months... Jasmine was not anymore a puppy, but a young dog, living her life happily...&lt;br /&gt;She and I always did play together... I taught her tricks... We ate together... We trained together... We always were together, like Kiba and Akamaru or like Galford and Poppy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before she... permantly went away... I could still remember... me whistling a tune as she and Pacman, her student, were playing around and following me. We played together, chased each other, we were a group, a pack, a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I waked up the next day... I saw Jasmine... but she was not her usual self... she was looking weak... &lt;br /&gt;As I was about to leave for school... she was still weak looking... and I noticed... how strangely she was acting... she kept on moving from fishpond to fishpond... looking at her reflection in the water... and she lied down in front of the main fishpond. I wanted to stay and be with her, or at least take her to the vet... but my parents refused since I had to go to school... So I guessed it&apos;d have to wait for when I come back from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was lunchbreak at school... I got some raffle tickets, I forgot my telephone number, so I tried to dial my house to see if it was right. When I called, my dad answered, and he said directly that Jasmine was dead... as he said those words... I felt my body go numb and cold... the glass of water I was holding fell down onto the floor and broke into peices. I just couldn&apos;t believe what he said to me... Jasmine?... Dead?... it was all that was in my mind for the remainder of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived home, I was sad... when I whistled in front of the gate and only Pacman came... with a sad expression on his face. It really was true... Jasmine... was gone... forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the night up to now... Pacman and I are still sad about Jasmine&apos;s going away... For Pacman and me... Jasmine was our inspiration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Jasmine... wherever you are now... We still love you...&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 14:52:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Summer Vacation Ending... College is Starting...</title>
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  <description>Well... My summer vacation has ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer not much fun has happened, I haven&apos;t gone anywhere else but my house for a lot of days. I haven&apos;t done anything much either. I wanted to draw the whole summer, but nothing is coming out at all. My grandfather died, and I&apos;m sure my grandmother is about to too. On the day of the funeral of my grandpa, I don&apos;t know why, but everyone but me shed a tear. All I felt was being enveloped in cold freezing air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my cousin Theody Pup stayed longer in my home than I thought he would. Sure the first days were fine and dandy. But now I see why my cousin, Theody Pup&apos;s big brother, Teddy Dragon/Bear/Eagle dislikes him so much... He was too annoying. But still, even though he was annoying, I kinda appreciated him staying, even though he keeps on coming out of the room to ask me while I was on the computer if I was going to bed soon. He never... and I mean NEVER... can sleep without someone sleeping along with him. And when I was with him, during the middle of the night, he wets the bed. I keep on telling him to wear his diapers, but he keeps on telling me that he wants to impress me by trying to potty train himself, well peeing on the one you want to impress aint such a good impression. So the next day, I decided to make a bet at a Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel, if I won, he&apos;d wear his diapers for the days he&apos;ll be staying in my home. So, the duel was done, and as usual, since no one has ever defeated me except his big brother, Theody Pup lost and had to wear diapers when he was going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Theody&apos;s Visit, I was starting to get annoyed of the wart I had on my eyelid so I had it removed. After the minor surgery, my eye got patched, and the patch was kinda annoying to me and made me think it made me look bad, so I went to the nearest Anime-Themed shop and bought a Konoha Head Protector and put it over my patched eye. Heh, now all I need is a mask and an Icha-Icha Paradise book and I can be Kakashi Hatake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago on the day of the removal of the patch, I was ordered by the 5th Yukikage, Esa Panda (A great dictative stupid ninja, and also my sister), to infiltrate the Kaiba Corporation (Teddy and Theody Pup&apos;s House) and to get the Sacred Scrolls of Yukikage (Me and My sister&apos;s game CDs which Teddy hasn&apos;t returned in 4 years) back. When I arrived at the corporation, I saw the great Ancient Elf sleeping on the waiting room. (Grandmother sleeping on the living room couch) I was just 1 room away from the Treasure Chamber (Computer Room.) It was dark, cold and scary. When I entered, I looked around, and saw no one, I was about to get the &apos;Scrolls&apos;. But suddenly... I heard someone in a dragon-like voice say: &quot;Oi...&quot; I turned around and from the darkness, appeared a hand which then held me up and then emerged Ted, the Lightning Anthro Dragon-Bear-Eagle hybrid. He asked me what I was doing, I told him I came back to get what was mine. But then he threw me to the bed nearby and then I saw there, a huge gourd! And in it, it was filled with sand. Soon Ted gets the gourd and pours sand on me. I felt like as if sand was being poured on me, oh wait, that is what happened to me. Anyways, I stood up and cleaned the sand off my clothes and then thunder cracked, and well, as usual when there&apos;s the sound of thunder, Ted would cling to me like a scared cat. After that, we just sat down and watched TV, chatting... chatting... staring... using jutsus against each other, then finally hitting each other with watermelons like crazy. But then, it was time for me to head back to Yuki Town (My home!). Where I was punished by Esa Panda for forgetting to get the &apos;scrolls&apos; again. My punishment was, I had to eat Chocolate Ice Cream. Noooooo!!! The horror!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;List of Achievements this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;1. Made both Ted and Theody wear diapers for a while.&lt;br /&gt;2. Memorized hand seals&lt;br /&gt;3. Had Sims 2 and all of it&apos;s expansion packs installed (Can&apos;t wait for the Sims 2: Pets)&lt;br /&gt;4. Wrote a 20-Page story titled, &quot;A Girl, A Boy, and The Pirate carrying 2 Laser Shooting Sheep&quot;&lt;br /&gt;5. Beat Ted in a duel (Card duel and Sword Duel)&lt;br /&gt;6. Learned all of the secrets of magicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;List of Failures this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;1. Wasn&apos;t able to draw not even 1 peice of art.&lt;br /&gt;2. Got beaten by sister in an archery contest.&lt;br /&gt;3. Still can&apos;t dial Pierrot Bonnaz&apos; phone number: The excact value of pi.&lt;br /&gt;4. Still couldn&apos;t beat Ted in a chess game, current score: 0-719&lt;br /&gt;5. Still couldn&apos;t beat Ted in DotA, current score: 0-126&lt;br /&gt;6. Wasn&apos;t able to buy a gift for my now very angry sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Stuff this summer:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/u&gt;1. The show &quot;Numb3rs&quot; I way too awesome.&lt;br /&gt;2. Anime show, Naruto, is way too cool.&lt;br /&gt;3. Rock Lee rocks.&lt;br /&gt;4. Gaara of the desert cant beat Keres Pup of the dessert.&lt;br /&gt;5. Predicted own accident (Got hit by a stray soccerball, right after I predicted it in 10 seconds)&lt;br /&gt;6. Prevented friend&apos;s accident by accidentally spilling orange juice on her shirt.&lt;br /&gt;7. Learned the weaknesses of almost everyone around him.&lt;br /&gt;8. Bought a Silver Rapier, sharp enough to cut somebody in half.&lt;br /&gt;9. Sipped a small amount of beer, got drunk, and suddenly did a Drunken Fist - Dragon Crush move on Elvin.&lt;br /&gt;10. Was able to convince a shopkeeper into selling a CD costing 200 pesos to get a discount of 75%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 May 2006 16:46:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...Its the fullmoon again...</title>
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  <description>Wow... the moon is full again... such a pretty flower in the great sky... shining bright... giving us light in the dark... but I wonder... why it still sings of darkness... I could hear its voice going down the moon light... singing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full moon shines, &lt;br /&gt;As angels whine, &lt;br /&gt;The darkness and shadows will reign... &lt;br /&gt;Not one candle light will ever be seen again... &lt;br /&gt;This tainted world of sinners and saints... &lt;br /&gt;shall once more be mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........ I just love it when the moon sings to me...... It makes me feel... how it feels... its sadness as it looks over us... looking at our pain and suffering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I think I&apos;ll sing a tune back to the moon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Full Moon shining above...&lt;br /&gt;Why don&apos;t you see my dying love...&lt;br /&gt;My broken heart he would just cry...&lt;br /&gt;As you don&apos;t see how much I try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tired hands&lt;br /&gt;Keep trying to reach&lt;br /&gt;Your evening glow&lt;br /&gt;That your priests would preach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Why Oh Why Are You Sad...&lt;br /&gt;Was it careless me?&lt;br /&gt;Did I do something Bad?&lt;br /&gt;Oh please smile my beloved moon&lt;br /&gt;Coz&apos; I don&apos;t want to see you go so soon.</description>
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  <lj:music>Lalalala~</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Mar 2006 05:25:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Can You Find My Sister?</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a210/kerespup/1.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Picture is when I was quite younger :P 6 perhaps)&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have lost my sister... in this pile of toys? Can you find her for me?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Mar 2006 16:46:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>... Coming Soon...</title>
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  <description>... The First Pages of My Webcomic: W.A.N.T.E.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is coming soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s a list of those people who I promised a pic:&lt;br /&gt;Ruffy&lt;br /&gt;Eecho (60%)&lt;br /&gt;Loupy&lt;br /&gt;Aramitz (30%)&lt;br /&gt;Alex (Just need to scan it now)&lt;br /&gt;Shin&lt;br /&gt;Rozano-Family&lt;br /&gt;Yukiri</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2006 14:16:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Thingy!</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; width=&quot;355&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; name=&quot;qgtable2&quot;&gt;
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&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+2&quot;&gt;After you die...&lt;br /&gt;Guardian Angel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After death, you will exist as a guardian angel in order to protect your still-living loved ones.  You might even inspire a classic Christmas movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=81&quot;&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com&quot;&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O Ummm... huh?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2006 12:12:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Meep! Me got taggied!</title>
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  <description>***Basic Rules: The first player of this &quot;game&quot; starts with the topic
&quot;5 weird habits of yours&quot; and people who get tagged need to write an LJ
entry about their 5 quirky habits as well as state this rule clearly.
In the end, you need to choose the next 5 people to be tagged and list
their names.***&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
1. Sometimes I suddenly start to chant unknown words and seem to have been spacing out as I do so.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
2. Pole-arms: Scythes, Bardiches, Spears and all that. I love to
collect them, and use them too, especially when fighting with my
cousins and sister (My sis uses bow and arrows and two daggers, one
cousin uses swords and the other uses knuckles and katars). The Scythe
is my favorite, since it reminds me of the moon, which I love.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
3. Very very very shy... a bit too shy that you&apos;d have to look in the deepest and darkest places to find me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
4. My habbit of suddenly hugging people and suddenly punching walls.
(Once I punched a door and broke it while I was simply happily talking
with friends.)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
5. My weird habit of &quot;sleep talking&quot; Well... sometimes... My sister
keeps on telling me when we have this &quot;slumber party&quot; with my cousins,
that I keep on saying random stuff like the ones below:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&quot;OMG! WHAT&apos;S THAT PAPER!!!&quot;&lt;br&gt;
&quot;CRAZY TAXI!!! WEEEEE!!!&quot;&lt;br&gt;
&quot;WAAA! DUN KILL ME!!!&quot;&lt;br&gt;
&quot;Merf!&quot;&lt;br&gt;
&quot;Did anyone leave the fan on?&quot;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;My daddy&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_pyreth&apos; lj:user=&apos;pyreth&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pyreth.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pyreth.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pyreth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_&apos; lj:user=&apos;&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tagged me. So.... My first tags:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_aramitz&apos; lj:user=&apos;aramitz&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://aramitz.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://aramitz.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;aramitz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_loupgris&apos; lj:user=&apos;loupgris&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://loupgris.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://loupgris.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;loupgris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_tetarga&apos; lj:user=&apos;tetarga&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tetarga.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tetarga.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;tetarga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_light_lion&apos; lj:user=&apos;light_lion&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://light-lion.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://light-lion.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;light_lion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_astolpho&apos; lj:user=&apos;astolpho&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://astolpho.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://astolpho.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;astolpho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Ehehehe... by the way... to those I tagged... *eyes flash into red* ... If ya don&apos;t do this meme, you&apos;ll meet me soon enough...&lt;br&gt;
probably on the edge of your bed, sharpening my scythe... Bwahahaha!!! Nah, just kidding.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
The first tagged person to do this meme, I&apos;ll draw him/her.&lt;br&gt;
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  <pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2006 13:21:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A new drawing... haven&apos;t drawn in years...</title>
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  <description>Well hewr&apos;s a new drawing I made in school in around 1.5 minutes, it
started as some doodle my friend made and I turned it into this:&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a210/kerespup/Keres.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2006 13:29:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Grim Outlook</title>
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  <description>Well... no... it&apos;s not me... but it&apos;s someone who... I just realized was important to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like everyone... yep... My Grandad is almost at his last breath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always admired his attitude... adventurous, exciting and most of all, risk-taking.&lt;br /&gt;Mind every other oldy out there... My grandad... even though he&apos;s at the age of 80...&lt;br /&gt;He carries a HUGE... and by huge I mean ENORMOUS basket from his house near the church in town...&lt;br /&gt;Then he carries that basket on his back, from his house to his farm... which was at the mountain some miles away from his house, as he reaches there he starts to harvest everything to be harvested (mostly Pineapples... mmm... I just love Pineapples...) he puts them in his basket which he straps onto his back and carries all the way to his house... just walking... We&apos;ve always tried to convince him to ride a vehicle... even a horse carraige would do, but he always said no. Well... that stopped sooner than we expected... so he agreed to ride a motorcycle. Everything went smoothly then... until one day that he got into an accident, flames lit the night sky as the motorcycle crashed and my grandad and the driver got hurt really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days later, my grandad was in tip top condition... so he decided to stop riding motorcycles and go back to walking. Everything once again went smoothly... until a mad dog bit his leg... (btw the mad dog wasn&apos;t killed, it&apos;s now right here with me, I tamed it) And again the hospital and again the recovery... following a Series of Unfortunate Events... which ended up in the worst accident that could happen... a coconut falling onto your head. But still that didn&apos;t stop my grandad from working... what did stop him though was his aging... slowly his life force is being taken away... now each time I go to his house I can&apos;t stop being sad as I watch him lie on bed, slowly fading away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know... that it&apos;s almost his time to go... and I will understand that. (NOOOOOOO!!! GRANDAD!!! DUN GO! YOU PROMISED WE&apos;LL GO ON ANOTHER TRIP TO YOUR FARM! WITH EVERYONE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2005 14:33:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>DARN IT DARN IT DARN IT!!!!</title>
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  <description>DARN IT DARN IT DARN IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO AM I!!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN&apos;T I FEEL NOTHING BUT SORROW!!!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAARGH!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2005 13:57:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yay! A Pony!</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;500&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I&apos;ve been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In July I gave &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_purco&apos; lj:user=&apos;purco&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://purco.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://purco.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;purco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a life-saving blood transfusion &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(50 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In September I gave change to a homeless guy &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(19 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In November I helped &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_pyreth&apos; lj:user=&apos;pyreth&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pyreth.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pyreth.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pyreth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; see the light &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(8 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In August I put money in &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_kupok&apos; lj:user=&apos;kupok&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kupok.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kupok.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kupok&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s expired parking meter &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(14 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Sunday I donated bone marrow to &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_babyshadow&apos; lj:user=&apos;babyshadow&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://babyshadow.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://babyshadow.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;babyshadow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in a life-saving procedure &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(300 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I&apos;ve been &lt;b&gt;nice&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(391 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a pony&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;cursedhandkeres&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/&quot;&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;uname&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Write Santa!&quot;&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Dec 2005 05:54:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>^^</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a210/kerespup/loupy.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;o.o me still wonder if me should put in diaper, dress... or diaper in dress or dress in diaper? o.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;=/ an me should take more time doing this... me no like the background... me should practice more...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 12:11:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>^^ So true?</title>
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  <description>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;20&quot;&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The slave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; You scored 19 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa! You spend a lot of time on your knees and pleasing your partner.&lt;br /&gt;You make decisions which are clearly for the benefit of maintaining a&lt;br /&gt;relationship that lands your parter at the top of the teeter-totter..&lt;br /&gt;awesome, your parter, if they&apos;re dominant, is probably very happy! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;table cellpadding=&quot;20&quot;&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;black&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot; width=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;white&quot; width=&quot;149&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;0%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;domsub&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=18217996183708158422&quot;&gt;The Are you Dominant or submissive Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=11704595632193238129&quot;&gt;nahemah&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3&quot;&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 14:13:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mysterious Dreams...</title>
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  <description>About my place in life, I&apos;m not sure anymore... plus these dreams and nightmares I&apos;m having are confusing me more and more...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Holy Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Just yesterday... I dreamt of something that was related to religion...
and that was very unusual since it&apos;s not that often that I dream about
those things... &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In my dream, I was in school, simply playing around with my classmates,
then I noticed a hole in the ground, I jumped in it, and found it to be
filled with water, so I swam to the deepest part of it. There, I found
an image of the Virgin Mary, and in her arms, was the Baby Jesus. When
I saw them, the water drained away, and they became alive, Mary spoke
to me, telling me that she wants to see the world as it is now, I
couldn&apos;t help but agree, so I brought them out of the hole. As Mary was
astonished by everything, she told me to take hold of Baby Jesus, to
carry him and take care of him while she would go around the place and
see how Earth has changed. After she left, I took Baby Jesus around to
see stuff, like some gardens, my classroom, etc. Then I gave him some
Ice Cream. Soon, Mary came back and told me that she had seen enough,
and that she wishes the world will change for the better. After that I
leaded them back into the hole, which when they were back where I found
them, they turned to statues and I was out of the hole and the hole was
gone, after that, I woke up.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Evil Nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
A long time ago, I had this nightmare... which seems to remain in my head, scaring me always. Making me fear myself.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In this nightmare, I could see from outside the gate, my house, burning
to ashes... and on the ground near the gate... My parents... my
sister... my house helpers... everyone... even my pets... were
killed... I spotted a calendar near my sister... an X marking January
21 of 2007... when I rose my head from the sight of my sister... I saw
someone... holding a knife in his bloody hands... and I was so
shocked... to only see... that that person... was Me...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
This nightmare scared me so much... that I didn&apos;t eat and locked myself
in my room for 3 days... I wish this will never happen...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid3&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;The Mysterious and Ever-Returning Dream&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
This dream... which has started since the time I bought my sister a pendant... never stopped coming back to me...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In the dream, I was running, leading a man and a woman... I don&apos;t know
from where or to where... but we were running from something...&lt;br&gt;
Soon, when we were deep in the forest, I was met by my a young lady who
I knew was my sister, because of the pendant she wore, was holding a
gun and pointing it at me... and this dialouge began:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Esa (My sister): &quot;Why kuya! Why did you betray us... WHY DO YOU PROTECT
THESE MONSTERS!?&quot; (she says as she points at the man and woman&quot;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Me: &quot;Because it&apos;s my obligation to do so!!! And I know it&apos;s right!!!...
Esa! Can&apos;t you see!? You&apos;re blinded by them! They&apos;re lying! They don&apos;t
want peace! They want war! They want to rule over everything!&quot;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Esa: &quot;LIAR!&quot; &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
(the sound of gunshot fills the air)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
And after that... I awakened, Esa was there, watching me, telling me why I screamed and looked in agony while I was asleep.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid4&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;True Dreams?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some of the dreams I had... kinda had an &quot;aftershock&quot; like these:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I dreamt I was shot in the hand, when I woke up, my hand was bleeding heavily.&lt;br&gt;
I dreamt that I was being chased by some gangsters and jumped of a
cliff, survived, though my glasses were broken and I was bleeding a
lot, went home and slept, when I woke up, I didn&apos;t have injuries, yet
oddly, my clothes were stained with blood, and my glasses were broken.&lt;br&gt;
I dreamt that my dog bit me on the arm, when I woke up, I saw a bite mark on my arm, yet my dog outside was still in his cage.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Some dreams, did come true:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I dreamt one of my dogs would die because it&apos;d get hit by a car... the following day it did.&lt;br&gt;
I dreamt I&apos;d get 1/40 score in one of my quizzes... it happened.&lt;br&gt;
I dreamt that one of the most important places I ever visited would be
destroyed, the following day, I heard from my mom that the ME
(mechanical engineering) building was burnt to the ground... The ME
building is where Me and two of my bestfriends in elementary first met.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Well... for now, that&apos;s most of it... Even though I have these dreams,
and most of my neighbors say I have a Third Eye, or I&apos;m a descendant of
an apostle, or a born killer or etc etc... I still don&apos;t believe
them... I can only believe in myself...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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