<?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-8711284609976157304</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:55:49.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haruhi's half-empty head</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-8024409927916562497</id><published>2009-08-04T01:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T01:57:25.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm testing again</title><content type='html'>Hi there i thought itd be easy to blog from mobile but it takes time to get used to it ... Newayz, wuteva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-8024409927916562497?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/8024409927916562497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=8024409927916562497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/8024409927916562497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/8024409927916562497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-testing-again.html' title='I&apos;m testing again'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-3747745815604144337</id><published>2008-11-15T06:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T06:03:12.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lY90npme2CE/SR7WGhUA_xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/klejDCS8Usg/s1600-h/image-upload-66-758155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lY90npme2CE/SR7WGhUA_xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/klejDCS8Usg/s320/image-upload-66-758155.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hello there im testing blogger mobile thing :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-3747745815604144337?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/3747745815604144337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=3747745815604144337&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3747745815604144337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3747745815604144337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/11/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lY90npme2CE/SR7WGhUA_xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/klejDCS8Usg/s72-c/image-upload-66-758155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-3742578428526669751</id><published>2008-11-08T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:33:53.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tadaima!</title><content type='html'>Hello my dear (NOT) blog, have you missed me? like your new dress? I know it's not chanel but still pretty, right? and hello my readers (if any exists), Have you missed me? well, I didn't miss you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SRWjXjEO0WI/AAAAAAAAAII/R5MPvDVaqwc/s1600-h/S7301269+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SRWjXjEO0WI/AAAAAAAAAII/R5MPvDVaqwc/s400/S7301269+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266294964224971106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;have one, and wait for your turn for the sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SRWjXiYfD3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1vjGb9ug2n0/s1600-h/DSC00110+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SRWjXiYfD3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1vjGb9ug2n0/s400/DSC00110+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266294964041486194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ain't that so sweet of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, why is it so easy for me to leave and so hard to come back? I guess no matter how I look at it, I hate this place. Anyway, lemme enlighten you on how my life had been between the last post and this one.. hmm, I sleep, wake up, surf the net, surf the net, surf the net, and back to sleep and there you have a loop; the typical life of an unemployed fresh graduate who is not that much of a fresh, well.. at least not for so long. Bottom line is I have nothing to say about me .. but I have sth to say about &lt;a href="http://adorableme-85.blogspot.com/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;.. y'see, the beauty of life implies that at some point, some time, and some where in your life you'll meet someone, and just from a single glance, your heart will tell you and it won't lie.. that this is the one and only.. Prince Charming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations .. may both of you live happily ever after &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; now, aren't I queen of romance *giggles* so if you didn't know before, now you know.. and for those whom we know personaly and are so (malgofeen), if you wanna  ask about the details, she'll be more than happy to answer and not me Until the next update, have as many good days as you can and pray I'll get a job soon =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-3742578428526669751?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/3742578428526669751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=3742578428526669751&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3742578428526669751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3742578428526669751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-title.html' title='Tadaima!'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SRWjXjEO0WI/AAAAAAAAAII/R5MPvDVaqwc/s72-c/S7301269+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-2886243687412050021</id><published>2008-08-11T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:26:57.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KSA, 3mrah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_v9oAr69I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ae3Lzz9iBRE/s1600-h/S7300004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_v9oAr69I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ae3Lzz9iBRE/s400/S7300004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233165134019161042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a view from my window on the day we left Al Madinah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_v9umW_9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/y3nU8UhxurY/s1600-h/S7300011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_v9umW_9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/y3nU8UhxurY/s400/S7300011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233165135787786194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a goodbye shot as we left the hotel,  i miss my bed, it was really comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_v9mE6RnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EOVImLWwymE/s1600-h/S7300017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_v9mE6RnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/EOVImLWwymE/s400/S7300017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233165133500008050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Al masjed Al nabawy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;donno how="" to="" write="" it="" lol=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_v90MFBeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qTKWtkcs1TM/s1600-h/S7300034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_v90MFBeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qTKWtkcs1TM/s400/S7300034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233165137288168930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;el miqat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_v9zZYDLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/MsRm9q31ye4/s1600-h/S7300052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_v9zZYDLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/MsRm9q31ye4/s400/S7300052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233165137075506354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on the way to makkah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_wlG-_IdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/F1jgaMQ9bcY/s1600-h/S7300079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_wlG-_IdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/F1jgaMQ9bcY/s400/S7300079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233165812348428754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finally, i'm there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_wlBBGrMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/y7SR2v1-Y6s/s1600-h/S7300077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_wlBBGrMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/y7SR2v1-Y6s/s400/S7300077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233165810746698946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_wlRJDgkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OxgV4kn-DPg/s1600-h/S7300118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_wlRJDgkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OxgV4kn-DPg/s400/S7300118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233165815075013186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_wlvrq8_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/E0mTjxzvj5w/s1600-h/S7300132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_wlvrq8_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/E0mTjxzvj5w/s400/S7300132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233165823273268210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cinnabon, baskin robins, house of donuts were all there for me to keep me company as i had none but my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_wlhegO2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/z1GdbPOZWx8/s1600-h/S7300156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_wlhegO2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/z1GdbPOZWx8/s400/S7300156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233165819459943266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for my niece,, you do NOT wanna know how she tortured the doll lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_zHCn6ewI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nLP8paV4UlM/s1600-h/S7300158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_zmJeDy6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/sdsDzCbtig4/s400/S7300268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233169128730381218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_zmdJiEiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1R_YR5ayDaU/s1600-h/S7300293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_zmdJiEiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/1R_YR5ayDaU/s400/S7300293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233169134012994082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we're going back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/donno&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-2886243687412050021?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/2886243687412050021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=2886243687412050021&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/2886243687412050021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/2886243687412050021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/08/ksa-3mrah.html' title='KSA, 3mrah'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SJ_v9oAr69I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ae3Lzz9iBRE/s72-c/S7300004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-8487699782468494200</id><published>2008-07-21T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T08:37:49.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"When people are bored, it is primarily with their own selves that they are bored."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- by Eric Hoffer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaan, I'm bored..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-8487699782468494200?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/8487699782468494200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=8487699782468494200&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/8487699782468494200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/8487699782468494200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-people-are-bored-it-is-primarily.html' title=''/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-2260159667883620276</id><published>2008-07-14T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:32:53.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oman</title><content type='html'>hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to Muscat in the weekend. It was an out-of-the-blue decision and the original plan was that we'd stay for two days, but for some reason we stayed for only one day. The weather there was the same as ours but the place was beautiful and really nice. Some places made me feel like i was still in UAE, some made me feel i'm in syria, and in some, I really believed i was in Oman. newayz, it was a chance to have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't in the mood for taking picutres but i managed to take some... my sister has better ones though ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SHsrcdzUPpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/55FY1YJDIlk/s1600-h/Oman+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SHsrcdzUPpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/55FY1YJDIlk/s400/Oman+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222815960902418066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SHsrcuQpsHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uBFznQBJeSA/s1600-h/Oman+%2810%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SHsrcuQpsHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uBFznQBJeSA/s400/Oman+%2810%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222815965320425586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SHsrc5xiHkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CFS2zn45kUA/s1600-h/Oman+%2813%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SHsrc5xiHkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CFS2zn45kUA/s400/Oman+%2813%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222815968411131458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SHsrdGq0rmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qWIG1uKLZZE/s1600-h/Oman+%2818%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SHsrdGq0rmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qWIG1uKLZZE/s400/Oman+%2818%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222815971872648802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chack out &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Maou"&gt;Maou; &lt;/a&gt;the new japanese drama, it's really great.. Oh yeah, Toma is the double lead actor here o(^^ o).. i watched the first episode and it was really really good, though toma does a lot of running in the show, now that i tionk about it, i don't recall seeing him walk, he's always running lol.. but really, it has to be a big hit cuz the story is just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next update,  (^ _ ^)/~~bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-2260159667883620276?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/2260159667883620276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=2260159667883620276&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/2260159667883620276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/2260159667883620276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/07/oman.html' title='Oman'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SHsrcdzUPpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/55FY1YJDIlk/s72-c/Oman+%287%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-458308256311227590</id><published>2008-07-07T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T03:44:34.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="text" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a wish&lt;br /&gt;I'll wish I'll be a rainmaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way.. I can stop it from raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-458308256311227590?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/458308256311227590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=458308256311227590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/458308256311227590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/458308256311227590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-i-had-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-1681173690931172683</id><published>2008-07-04T02:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T04:13:47.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and the journey continues..</title><content type='html'>long time no update eh?! and now that i wanted to write a short update, my lil' brother decided to tell me about his yesterday's trip .. so brb ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back ^^;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and i want to sleeep ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;well, things happened faster than i thought and i just couldn't get my head in anything else. I graduated (which is the sad part), I got a job offer (which is the good part), I went to the interview, it was okay, I got accepted, and now I have to decide whether i will take it or not.. hmmm, it's exactly the job i wanted in exactly the place i wanted, but people with experience in this field kept telling me it's not worth it.. I'm convinced, really, i'm just afraid if i let go of this one, i might not find a better (work-wise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's a list of things that can make "decision making" the hardest thing in the world that it give you some sleepless nights:&lt;br /&gt;1- a marriage proposal. [to clear confusion: this does not mean i got a marriage proposal now, i'm just listing it]&lt;br /&gt;2- a job offer.&lt;br /&gt;and the list is to be updated once i find new items =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, a lot has been going on in the family. Mostly not good news. Maybe i'm a negative person, but day after day, i lose faith in their judgments. I watch them making actions and taking decisions that make no sense (unless in another world), but seriously, i can be wiser than them and at the end i go like "I told you so". And they've been treating me like a child agreeing to wut i want so they can shut me up, and when the time comes and i demand wut they PREVIOUSLY agreed on, they change thier mind and say no! that pisses me off. But i know how to make 'em stick to thier words, they're parents after all hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.Ss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://seeking-perfection.net/"&gt;Seeker&lt;/a&gt;, thanx sweety for all the help ^^;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari, Omedito gozaimasu oo 3gbal el 3rs inshallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://droubi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Droubi&lt;/a&gt;, I just have to say this, I hate you =D&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving cinabbons ToT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-1681173690931172683?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/1681173690931172683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=1681173690931172683&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/1681173690931172683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/1681173690931172683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-journey-continues.html' title='and the journey continues..'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-7758384846759355523</id><published>2008-06-04T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:32:53.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartache</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SEZoyvdGjZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6646PqVlMGg/s1600-h/PICT0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SEZoyvdGjZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6646PqVlMGg/s400/PICT0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207965240041835922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years of my life i spent 'em here. I grew up and became who i am thanks to this place. And now 3 days left and i'll kiss it goodbye. I'm fighting my tears here and i can't seem to study. Human beings are everywhere, but the places are never the same. I never thought i'll love this place, i remember my first year. I used to cry not wanting to come. And now, all i want is to stop time and never leave. It hurts, i don't know how the previous seniors  did it, but it's one helluva feeling i so wanna avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll fail so that i stay =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-7758384846759355523?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/7758384846759355523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=7758384846759355523&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/7758384846759355523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/7758384846759355523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/06/heartache.html' title='heartache'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SEZoyvdGjZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6646PqVlMGg/s72-c/PICT0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-5829317646064421658</id><published>2008-05-22T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:32:55.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this week</title><content type='html'>I worked like i never worked in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I stepped out of my limits and discovered there's more to me than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;I learned there is less to some ppl than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;I fell apart and cried over and over from exhaustion and depression.&lt;br /&gt;I needed help, i got it from the wrong ppl but at least someone was there for me.&lt;br /&gt;I got disappointed, really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;I realized the existence of really good friends, and regretted not building a strong bond with 'em before now.&lt;br /&gt;I got news that were supposed to be bad, but i took it well.&lt;br /&gt;I shivered like i never shivered before lol.&lt;br /&gt;I wished time would go back, and things would take another way.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered her. i tried not to, but i did, and i wanted to take off my head and through it away; I'd give the world not to go through it again.&lt;br /&gt;I attended our graduation party. I enjoyed it, but i didn't feel like i was graduating. First, we weren't done with the course yet, y3ny you wanna feel it completely not partially. Second, i wished my parents were there, it would've been so different if they were there. But still, it was fun and refreshing to have that gathering, get up on the stage and realize that this is your moment. And like the dean said, this was a moment to remember, and it's not coming back, you only have it once in your life. I so wanted to cry when he said it. The party was fun and i loved it. As i looked around i realized i'm gonna miss it a lot, i can't bear this feeling so let's drop it for the moment, i don't wanna shed tears now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXVH-IfnGI/AAAAAAAAADc/FWN2_RIMMyU/s1600-h/PICT0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXVH-IfnGI/AAAAAAAAADc/FWN2_RIMMyU/s400/PICT0183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203299277410901090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXVH-IfnHI/AAAAAAAAADk/guptX8lFrdk/s1600-h/PICT0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXVH-IfnHI/AAAAAAAAADk/guptX8lFrdk/s400/PICT0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203299277410901106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXVIOIfnII/AAAAAAAAADs/8lNroOUKoac/s1600-h/PICT0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXVIOIfnII/AAAAAAAAADs/8lNroOUKoac/s400/PICT0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203299281705868418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXVIOIfnJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ka6eX6_oWXw/s1600-h/PICT0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXVIOIfnJI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ka6eX6_oWXw/s400/PICT0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203299281705868434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXVIeIfnKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AjsbvXhha50/s1600-h/PICT0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXVIeIfnKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AjsbvXhha50/s400/PICT0234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203299286000835746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXW1-IfnLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rOErrQSQCns/s1600-h/PICT0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXW1-IfnLI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rOErrQSQCns/s400/PICT0241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203301167196511410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in short, it was one helluva week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-5829317646064421658?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/5829317646064421658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=5829317646064421658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/5829317646064421658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/5829317646064421658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-last-week.html' title='this week'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SDXVH-IfnGI/AAAAAAAAADc/FWN2_RIMMyU/s72-c/PICT0183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-5661946121981532250</id><published>2008-05-13T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:32:55.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so i'm a senior, eh?</title><content type='html'>Less than a month 'til the end of the journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;del&gt;Now they say graduating is not emotionally easy, but with the current circumstances, i think it'll be so easy. In fact, i can't wait, i'm starting to build bad memories and i don't want anymore. I'm gonna graduate inshallah with a grin from ear to ear. No regrets, no sorrows, no sadness. Sure, i'm gonna miss the place, the life, the school, every aspect of the university.. even the sky. But there are other places to be, and i'll make sure not to make the same mistakes i did, after all, life is all about learning &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;moving on.&lt;br /&gt;That is a decision i made *grrrrin*&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am i kiddin'? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's not easy at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SCnwzpNKqzI/AAAAAAAAADU/mabvJxhxhxU/s1600-h/7afoo9+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SCnwzpNKqzI/AAAAAAAAADU/mabvJxhxhxU/s400/7afoo9+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199952014801021746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SCnwp5NKqyI/AAAAAAAAADM/GkkCzZLVTQc/s1600-h/7afoo9+%2817%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SCnwp5NKqyI/AAAAAAAAADM/GkkCzZLVTQc/s400/7afoo9+%2817%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199951847297297186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a friend's mug.. i'm kinda missig you, study well  o(^^o )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S to the family: the posters are the only thing that gave me the feeling of graduation. I so much love you, especially sha3sha3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;P.S: SB, just like every time, you made my day.. you're a keeper! oh, i'm so gonna miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-5661946121981532250?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/5661946121981532250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=5661946121981532250&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/5661946121981532250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/5661946121981532250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-im-senior-eh.html' title='so i&apos;m a senior, eh?'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SCnwzpNKqzI/AAAAAAAAADU/mabvJxhxhxU/s72-c/7afoo9+%285%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-2870226185647351606</id><published>2008-05-10T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T13:56:44.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I got fed up!&lt;br /&gt;I need a break&lt;br /&gt;I need my space&lt;br /&gt;I need to breathe&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/8711284609976157304-2870226185647351606?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/2870226185647351606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/2870226185647351606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-5730709150688230276</id><published>2008-05-05T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T15:04:17.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>Because of all the naggin' and the so many "wut's wrong with you?" like questions, i started to believe there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;sth wrong with me. Other than physically, which is making me seriously worried, I've been going through ups and downs with that unique mood of mine. It's not quite the right time for this, i've got a lot of things that needs my full concentration and i don't have the time to waste. But one thing that strikes me every single time i'm having these swings in mood; i long for only one specific person. A simple random chat would make me feel better than if i talked to any of my other friends trying to get it off my chest. We'd talk about silly stuff and i'd laugh Spontaneously. Few minutes later, i'm all good. It's really great to have such ppl in your life, ppl you barely keep in touch with, but the time length between two encounters doesn't matter at all.; you're still good friends.  but wut sucks the most is that sometimes when you need 'em the most, you can't find 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna kill you next time i see you *hu3*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i so wanna go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-5730709150688230276?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/5730709150688230276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=5730709150688230276&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/5730709150688230276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/5730709150688230276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/05/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-3132837000488598379</id><published>2008-04-06T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:32:56.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally, a break</title><content type='html'>So someone has finally decided to bless us with a 10-days break, and though i don't know the reason behind this break, I can only care less. As long as we have time to breathe, that's all it matters. And it's called a self-study period! now that's the joke of the year. C'mon, like i'll study! okay, i might work on the projects i have and i might study for the last midterm.. hmm, i might!&lt;br /&gt;Currently i'm having a good time here at home, especially with my siblings. Have i told you that i have the best siblings in the world? well, they might not be the BEST but they do the job for me *giggles* Being the eldest among them, and i dunno about the other eldest in the world, but in my case, i receive a lot of love from the youngers *grrrrin* We'd gather and talk about anything, sometimes the past. and a minute later, we're cracking up like a bunch of crazy drunk ppl lol. It's the simple things, like me and my youngest sister racing and fighting for the last four cinnamon rolls OR my youngest brother wearing my high heels and walking around chatting with his friend on the mobile phone lol. Sometimes i wish time would stop and we'd stay like this forever, I don't wanna leave 'em &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i might be late on this but yesterday, i had a chance to watch "Awake" the movie. I gotta say i loved it. This kind of movies is the best, something abnormal yet it's real. Next on the list is "The eye" and a lot more. As for TV series, I'm planning to watch "Supernatural" only cuz &lt;a href="http://jensenackles.org/gallery/albums/Smallville/SM_Promos/SV.Promo.L01.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Jensen Ackels&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;plays in it. y'see, I loved him the moment i laid eyes on him in "Dark Angel" *grin from ear to ear*&lt;br /&gt;That's it folks, and until the next update, i'll leave you with few snapshots from here and there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jtchL2a8I/AAAAAAAAACs/lbccIUNt7-Y/s1600-h/PICT0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jtchL2a8I/AAAAAAAAACs/lbccIUNt7-Y/s400/PICT0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186156045117320130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at a Seafood restaurant, I was the only one who didn't eat, i hate seafood *yuck*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jtchL2a9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/-E3cKxWGuqI/s1600-h/sn+%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jtchL2a9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/-E3cKxWGuqI/s400/sn+%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186156045117320146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cinnamon rolls in freej's saucer *yay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jtcxL2a-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/KyASyf2esx8/s1600-h/snap+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jtcxL2a-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/KyASyf2esx8/s400/snap+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186156049412287458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a project my sister is working on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jtcxL2a_I/AAAAAAAAADE/CsCErQss5y0/s1600-h/snap+%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jtcxL2a_I/AAAAAAAAADE/CsCErQss5y0/s400/snap+%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186156049412287474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jr5hL2a3I/AAAAAAAAACE/QoktuLa9LpU/s1600-h/eireoi+%2811%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jr5hL2a3I/AAAAAAAAACE/QoktuLa9LpU/s400/eireoi+%2811%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186154344310270834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she scares me! but my baby niece loves her lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jr6BL2a5I/AAAAAAAAACU/Xj9Ui1Q4HEk/s1600-h/PICT0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jr6BL2a5I/AAAAAAAAACU/Xj9Ui1Q4HEk/s400/PICT0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186154352900205458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my youngest brother bought this for my youngest sister, how sweet of him considering they've been fighting ever since the latter was born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jr5xL2a4I/AAAAAAAAACM/k5YUtAaG9iA/s1600-h/hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jr5xL2a4I/AAAAAAAAACM/k5YUtAaG9iA/s400/hi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186154348605238146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jr6BL2a6I/AAAAAAAAACc/fhsWW4uR2k0/s1600-h/PICT0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jr6BL2a6I/AAAAAAAAACc/fhsWW4uR2k0/s400/PICT0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186154352900205474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he wasn't upset or sad or anything, but i donno why he gave me that look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-3132837000488598379?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/3132837000488598379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=3132837000488598379&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3132837000488598379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3132837000488598379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/04/finallay-break.html' title='finally, a break'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R_jtchL2a8I/AAAAAAAAACs/lbccIUNt7-Y/s72-c/PICT0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-6637242824525346292</id><published>2008-03-22T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T15:52:04.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who am i? who are you?</title><content type='html'>wussup with this insomnia i'm having these days! I tried to sleep but my eyes was saying "hell no" i stayed for like an hour with my eyes wide open. And now that i decided to do some charity work here on this place, i can hardly open 'em. Newayz, my dear pillow had me thinking today, and here's the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; background-color: rgb(255, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A saying "you're organized"   [equals]   A saying "i'm not organized"&lt;br /&gt;B saying "i'm creative"   [equals]   B saying "i'm more creative than you are"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me weird but this is the way i see it. When someone describes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;as being something, he's actually denying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; is that something. But when&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; he&lt;/span&gt; describes himself for being something, he actually thinks he's the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; only&lt;/span&gt; one, got anything hon? I'm not saying it applies all the time, but most of the time. And that &lt;u&gt;something&lt;/u&gt; can be good or bad, doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;people see in you wut they don't want to see in themselves, simple like that!&lt;br /&gt;people see in themselves wut they don't wanna see in you, again, simple like that!&lt;br /&gt;End of story... or even better, complete it yourself =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: this only reflects the way i see it, so don't come arguing like i proved it psychologically, and put in mind i'm stubborn as hell when it comes to the children of ma mind, so don't try to change, just gimme a piece of your mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-6637242824525346292?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/6637242824525346292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=6637242824525346292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/6637242824525346292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/6637242824525346292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/03/who-am-i-who-are-you.html' title='who am i? who are you?'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-8529665440519683246</id><published>2008-03-14T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T13:59:25.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah</title><content type='html'>My sister told me yesterday that she wants to register her name in Guinness World Records for creating the biggest gum bubble in the world. As she said that, i watched her trying to make a bubble as big as it can be, but she ended up making a bubble as small as her tiny mind!&lt;br /&gt;I became to realize that i actually hate blogging and that's why i don't blog a lot. I'm a random person whose thoughts are colliding in her head just about 24 hours a day, even when I'm asleep. When i open this page to write anything, nothing actually pops in my mind! Why in the world did i create a blog? i have no freakin' idea. Maybe the fact that i love reading blogs made me think i can actually blog and ppl would be interested in reading whatever i say. But the thing is, even when i write good things, i prefer to keep them to myself. So i end up deleting whatever i wrote. And the thing that irritates me the most, when ppl, i see every single minute on the day, ask me to update! like they don't know what's been up with my life. Well, whatever!&lt;br /&gt;An interesting thing to me though, is that i actually blog everyday. Yes, i do! And i'm sure a lot of you do it. See, i blog when i'm walking, eating, showering, sipping my morning tea,not paying attention to the lecture, any time of the day, and especially when i lay my head on the pillow facing the ceiling. This is the time when i sum up my day, forget my past, not look for the future, just live the last moments of the day, not hoping for a new one, not regretting a previous one. Believe me, it's a good feeling, relieves you from a lot, at least that's the case with me!&lt;br /&gt;That being said, one may say "why don't you do yourself a favor and shut this place down?" well, first of all, it's my place and you don't have to visit if you don't like it, i didn't ask you to do that, now did i? *giggle* and second, i kinda made a promise that i even forgot and had to be reminded about and actually i'm starting to doubt that promise have ever been made by me. The promise was that we, who promised, will keep our blogs active all time and we won't give up on them. Exactly in what state of mind was i at that time? and that's what made me write this entry =D i just wanted to write about anything, so i ended up writing about this *hu3* I'll try and put more effort in to this place, but i don't promise myself since i hate commitments *grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-8529665440519683246?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/8529665440519683246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=8529665440519683246&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/8529665440519683246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/8529665440519683246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/03/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah blah blah'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-2242869033699995421</id><published>2008-02-20T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:03:38.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>changing skin</title><content type='html'>This thing is going through changes .. so behold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think &lt;/span&gt;i'm done now.. But i'm not so fond of the result!&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep it for now, and may change it later when i'm in the mood or when i find a better choice to wut i exactly need ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 2:&lt;br /&gt;now i'm loving it &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-2242869033699995421?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/2242869033699995421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=2242869033699995421&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/2242869033699995421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/2242869033699995421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/02/changing-skin.html' title='changing skin'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-3045072231127605127</id><published>2008-01-28T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:32:57.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R52hTEvY_ZI/AAAAAAAAABE/WXD2afuEG30/s1600-h/blog-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R52hTEvY_ZI/AAAAAAAAABE/WXD2afuEG30/s320/blog-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160458097098554770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chibi chan drew me in our French class &lt;span class="style1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#bcbc7b;"&gt;ヾ(＾∇＾)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R52kakvY_bI/AAAAAAAAABU/FdvYMDC513Q/s1600-h/blog-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R52kakvY_bI/AAAAAAAAABU/FdvYMDC513Q/s400/blog-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160461524482457010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Droubi got us these beautiful orange roses when we won the EEG Public Speaking competition..notice where i put the roses *giggle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R52mTEvY_cI/AAAAAAAAABc/g-5ZsvHKL6U/blog-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160463594656693698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y'know wut 3aba6 means? well, we do cuz it goes in our blood lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R52wUkvY_dI/AAAAAAAAABk/K_J4jNnV778/s1600/blog-04.jpg" alt="[blog-04.jpg]" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just imagine, juuuuust imagine, going out of you room to find this on your door as a pay back for ruining only one page of your friend's note, i was like &lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#bcbc7b;"&gt; (O_O；)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. sure it was done by adorable.me and her rommie the self-called hikari chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="[blog-05.jpg]" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R52zI0vY_eI/AAAAAAAAABs/jhJn1FFmVhQ/s1600/blog-05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaaaandom pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R52ziUvY_fI/AAAAAAAAAB0/a6ZsWfuTft4/s1600/blog-06.jpg" alt="[blog-06.jpg]" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cutest, most adorable, angelic, &lt;span style=""&gt;with-such-a-seraphic-smile and i'm-a-princess-so-you-better-treat-me-like-one baby in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-3045072231127605127?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/3045072231127605127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=3045072231127605127&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3045072231127605127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3045072231127605127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-pics.html' title='random pics'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/R52hTEvY_ZI/AAAAAAAAABE/WXD2afuEG30/s72-c/blog-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-1893085534290161214</id><published>2008-01-08T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T06:09:59.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's gone</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it's gone, but it sure will leave a scar!&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/8711284609976157304-1893085534290161214?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/1893085534290161214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=1893085534290161214&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/1893085534290161214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/1893085534290161214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-gone.html' title='it&apos;s gone'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-8709615346641188732</id><published>2007-12-29T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T03:16:12.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of battery</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here in the hostel, specifically in the living room from where i can see &lt;a href="http://adorableme-85.blogspot.com/"&gt;adorable&lt;/a&gt; and sitting near to me her roomie "life is cool". She's not here now, and if she comes, she'll see me typing on the keyboard and she'll go like "disconnect NOW and STUDY!".. well, she does it for my good sake but honestly, she freaks me out instead lol. I can hear her coming. wait ..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE, i even tried to deceive her by holding the book in my laps, yet she managed to catch me. Still, she doesn't know I'm blogging right now. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's the final exams' period of the semester and i don't feel like studying at all. This semester was a hell of one (and that's a negative expression, don't misunderstand) Each course of the six i had was exhausting. And i grudged those who were relaxing while i had so many things to do,,, and by that i mean the two mentioned above （￣へ￣） but now that it's time to study really hard and finish it right, i'm out of battery! and i can see adorable full of battery (￣▽￣)ノ allah y7afe6'ha .. looks they saved it for the finals, eh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to all those who have finals, whether your battery is full or out of battery at all.. or somewhere in between,,,, Ganbatte Ikimasshoi o(^^o)(o^^)o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: it's a nonsense update i know, but i'll do anything ..ANYTHING, even clean my room.. just don't force me to study （ToT）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-8709615346641188732?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/8709615346641188732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=8709615346641188732&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/8709615346641188732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/8709615346641188732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2007/12/out-of-battery.html' title='out of battery'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-3046443410302255173</id><published>2007-12-05T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T06:12:48.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right is wrong, Worng is right</title><content type='html'>which is right? and which is wrong? and how in hell am i supposed to know? this pisses me off BIG time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in life, we go through many situations in which we have to figure out what is right and what is wrong. When we see the right as the right, then yatta, we made it. When we see the wrong as the right, then damn! we made the wrong decision, but we'll sure learn from it. But sometimes, there are these freakin' annoyin' situations where you can't risk to make a mistake, cuz it will only get you punished and for the rest of your life. And to see the right from the wrong clearly is impossible, there are alot of things in between. One thing pulls you to this side, and another pulls you to the other. It's when your judgment is influenced by the past, present, and the future. It's when you follow your heart and mind and go against everyone. Now, that's a hell of a position to be in, neh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, sometimes, wonder.. am i right? if not, will i be punished? &lt;br /&gt;life has it's wisdom, but the way it delivers it's wisdom is wut matters the most. I'll just have to trust in me and pray i won't choose the wrong thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-3046443410302255173?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/3046443410302255173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=3046443410302255173&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3046443410302255173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3046443410302255173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2007/12/right-is-wrong-worng-is-right.html' title='Right is wrong, Worng is right'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-2637430019918228225</id><published>2007-10-29T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T04:36:54.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*pink aura*</title><content type='html'>Few weeks ago, my google-obsession was Ashley Tisdale. I spent most of my time searching for anything about her and replaying her video clips on youtube. Then, chibi chan (yeah, i'm calling you that!) introduced me to a Jdorama that i already heard about but ignored. The reason i ignored it was because &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Horikita_Maki"&gt;Horikita Maki&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Oguri_Shun"&gt;Oguri Shun&lt;/a&gt; were the main cast in the drama and i dislike them both for no reason. But i saw how excited chibi chan and droubi chan were about it, they even laugh all the time when they talk about it, so yeah i gave it a shot. Y'see, how can i say it ..well.. HELL NO, i got hooked!&lt;br /&gt;The Jdorama i'm talking about is &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Hanazakari_no_Kimitachi_e"&gt;Hanazakari no Kimitachi e&lt;/a&gt; .. and believe me, if you're into the Jdoramas and you haven't watched this one yet, then babe, you've seen NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, the drama is about .... blah blah blah blah, read about it in dramaWiki &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/3/36/IkutaToma.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to watch the drama so you can understand why i'm luving him this much. I even keep telling my friends that i wish i was japanese AND his neighbor. If i'm not his neighbor, then i don't wanna be japanese.. why have the small eyes then? hehe. i &lt;3 Japanses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love his smile ＼(＾▽＾*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakkoii Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-2637430019918228225?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/2637430019918228225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=2637430019918228225&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/2637430019918228225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/2637430019918228225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2007/10/pink-aura.html' title='*pink aura*'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-937232421550502845</id><published>2007-09-19T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T05:05:40.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the truth is ... human beings are the stupidest creatures on earth!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&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/8711284609976157304-937232421550502845?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/937232421550502845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/937232421550502845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-scattered.html' title='...'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-7777590594167754328</id><published>2007-09-09T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:03:24.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgos</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday B, September 9th &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;&lt; i insist it is 10 and not 9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Me, September 10th&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Um 6alal, September 12th&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Daloola, September 13th&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-7777590594167754328?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/7777590594167754328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=7777590594167754328&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/7777590594167754328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/7777590594167754328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2007/09/virgos.html' title='Virgos'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-5212730875659917538</id><published>2007-08-28T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T09:58:13.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to Uni</title><content type='html'>n it's our last year. I always get this feeling in ma stomach whenever i remind maself that it's our last year. I love Uni. OMG, i never thought i'll say this *faints*. Uni is waaay better than high school. High school reminds me of how silly i was and how stupid - yet somehow cute - my dreams were. Oh god, i wanna stay 21 for good and i wanna stay at uni for good *sob*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, summer was boring. Thank you brother &gt;=\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-5212730875659917538?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/5212730875659917538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=5212730875659917538&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/5212730875659917538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/5212730875659917538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-to-uni.html' title='back to Uni'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-939306818575002633</id><published>2007-07-30T04:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T04:41:58.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post via email</title><content type='html'>This is new to me so i had to test it. If you&amp;#39;re seeing this, then it worked. Yatta!&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-939306818575002633?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/939306818575002633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=939306818575002633&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/939306818575002633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/939306818575002633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2007/07/post-via-email.html' title='post via email'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-3935267729999452382</id><published>2007-07-29T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:10:19.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>self confidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;It’s amazing how a press on a button can destroy ma self confidence in less than a second. I used to be proud of how i can survive through wutever pressures that might lead me to do something wrong. It freaks me out that i can no longer carry that idea in ma head anymore. oh boy, i really shouldn’t have done it. I knew i would regret it. I was like “if ppl do it, then why not me, it’s okay” To hell with me, i’m so damn stupid! I keep telling maself “it’s okay”, but hell no, it’s not, not for me. Though, when i look back, i actually did it before but non in this fashion, at least i didn’t start it. This is one of the moments that i &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;wish i can turn back time and erase wut i did. Please god, forgive me cuz i’m sure like hell i won’t forgive maself. And let this be a lesson for me to remind me that i’m not as strong as i think i am. &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;It kills me.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-3935267729999452382?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/3935267729999452382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=3935267729999452382&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3935267729999452382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/3935267729999452382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2007/07/self-confidence.html' title='self confidence'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-8298034367786287797</id><published>2007-07-28T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T13:21:18.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when you believe</title><content type='html'>Many nights we've prayed&lt;br /&gt;With no proof anyone could hear&lt;br /&gt;In our hearts a hopeful song&lt;br /&gt;We barely understood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are not afraid&lt;br /&gt;Although we know there's much to fear&lt;br /&gt;We were moving mountains&lt;br /&gt;Long before we knew we could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be miracles &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though hope is frail&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to kill&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what miracles You can achieve&lt;br /&gt;When you believe Somehow you will, You will when you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this time of fear When prayer so often proves in vain&lt;br /&gt;Hope seemed like the summer birds Too swiftly flown away&lt;br /&gt;Yet now I'm standing here&lt;br /&gt;My heart's so full, I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Seeking faith and speaking words I never thought I'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;class id="NoSteal"&gt;&lt;/class&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be miracles When you believe&lt;br /&gt;Though hope is frail&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to kill&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what miracles You can achieve&lt;br /&gt;When you believe Somehow you will, You will when you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in times when all your hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;And you go through life afraid In your heart&lt;br /&gt; there lies a hopeful song That is there to guide the way&lt;br /&gt;And all the hurt and all the pain&lt;br /&gt;You soon will learn was not in vain&lt;br /&gt;For all your prayers, they will be heard&lt;br /&gt;They'll come to pass through faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- an all time favorite song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-8298034367786287797?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/8298034367786287797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=8298034367786287797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/8298034367786287797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/8298034367786287797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-you-believe.html' title='when you believe'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8711284609976157304.post-5967648153865357741</id><published>2006-12-18T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T13:51:14.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo, This is a test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just wanted to test this .. so this is a test .. if you left a comment then it's just a test .. so go ahead and test .. *giggle* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8711284609976157304-5967648153865357741?l=haruhichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/feeds/5967648153865357741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8711284609976157304&amp;postID=5967648153865357741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/5967648153865357741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8711284609976157304/posts/default/5967648153865357741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haruhichan.blogspot.com/2006/12/yo-this-is-test.html' title='Yo, This is a test'/><author><name>Haruhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12655548739504852289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l2YF67kmgrI/SLA1kfeaJII/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlCCvLIaQLg/S220/Stock_2907_15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
