<?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-2622819230820131911</id><updated>2011-11-06T21:27:29.461-01:00</updated><category term='but I still hate Tsubasa'/><category term='and yesterday i missed men in trees'/><category term='wondering who would name their male kid &apos;&apos;vaness&apos;&apos;'/><category term='men in trees'/><category term='to think my dad used to go to clubs and dance disco  xD'/><category term='si ore tachi wa itsudemo futari de hitotsu datta..'/><category term='do you really have a magnum'/><category term='and now i have to sleep early'/><category term='rumming to myself: kokoro karada mera mera...'/><category term='.. are just busy in being born and dying'/><category term='what can I do now'/><category term='another you and me'/><category term='even though i&apos;m a bit late the itentions were good xD'/><category term='im going to miss scrubs'/><category term='gakuto :OO'/><category term='i really should learn how to title my posts..'/><category term='one day i&apos;ll see you performing live'/><category term='and i&apos;m getting addicted to carrie underwood'/><category term='i should be studying right now'/><category term='off to watch C.S.I.'/><category term='and I started to read Eragon'/><category term='dorama motion'/><category term='i&apos;ll jsut go and read something'/><category term='god why is that heavy metal people are always so damn ugly... would it hurt to be a little decent??'/><title type='text'>It's Vicious</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-7893950736865820932</id><published>2007-07-04T23:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:14:44.016Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one day i&apos;ll see you performing live'/><title type='text'>The 'B' Day</title><content type='html'>To tell you the truth I don't remember when was the first time I've ever saw you or heard your voice, because now it's like a second nature to me. In reality, I've always thought that people that said they loved a celebrity they never met were really stupid and should go and have a life, but when I think about it, I'm just like these people, aren't I? I mean, I have never talked to you in person, via phone or anything like that, I've never seen you right in front of me, bones and flesh, and all that I know about you is shared knowlodge with all your fans, and it's probable not even one third of what you really are. Still, Gackt, I love all the bits of you that I know. Not in a creepy way please-marry-me, but as an idol. Every single time that I hear your voice singing it inspires me so much, I know, that's such a cliche. But it's true, I love you Gackt, and happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah guys, here it's again guys.. The independence of the usa? My parents wedding anniversay? (okay, it's alson all that, but it's not what I mean), yes, Gackt's birthday. He's just my favorite singer ever, and that's why I'm here today even though tomorrow I have bing exams at school, to congratulate him and to show you guys how nice I am! Just go and check the &lt;a href="http://uk.geocities.com/itsvcious/home.html"&gt;Storage Room&lt;/a&gt;, I uploaded a zip file with some of my favorite Gackt's songs. Also, I'm posting in &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/serecms"&gt;my Dailymotion profile&lt;/a&gt; some of the videos I have of Gackt, go check it out! And here is some gackt love for ya all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/Roses01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 167px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/Roses01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/gacktsama9pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 158px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/gacktsama9pp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/gakuto03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 167px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/gakuto03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/1136615234_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 170px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/1136615234_f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/sh13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 147px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/sh13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/1145304907_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 148px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/1145304907_f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/1146374682_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 148px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/1146374682_f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/gackt7_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 101px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/gackt7_800.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jin, don't you think I forgot ya.. So guys, today is also Akanishi Jin's b-day! Kay, I don't have as many videos (or songs, or photos) of him as I have of Gackt, but I 'm posting them as well! And you better go and check it out because when Jin sings... Good Lord, it's orgasmic. Seriously. He's so skinny, I have no idea from where does that gorgeus voice come out.  I have plans for later on in the year to post a drama or two that Jin starred. Believe me, it's going to make you fall in love with him all over again. Happy bday Jin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/AkanishiJin11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 149px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/AkanishiJin11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/AkanishiJin07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 143px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/AkanishiJin07.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/AkanishiJin03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 146px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/AkanishiJin03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/AkanishiJin02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 91px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/AkanishiJin02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-7893950736865820932?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7893950736865820932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=7893950736865820932&amp;isPopup=true' title='330 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/7893950736865820932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/7893950736865820932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/07/to-tell-you-truth-i-dont-remember-when.html' title='The &apos;B&apos; Day'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>330</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-4840873543380519071</id><published>2007-06-27T00:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:34.814-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='even though i&apos;m a bit late the itentions were good xD'/><title type='text'>It's Raining</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was a very special day! He is now tewenty-five years old. And a great singer, and actor (actualy, when I watched&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG5Jmb_YMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/dcE6ADMC3Vk/s1600-h/Bi+Rain+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG5Jmb_YMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/dcE6ADMC3Vk/s200/Bi+Rain+06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080545429238538434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a korean drama that he starred, called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sang Doo, Let's go to School&lt;/span&gt;, I cried in every single episode, really. That was sixteen hours crying almost non-stop. Really recommed this drama). Hope I'll be able to witness lots of great things from him :D Anyway, since it's a special occasion, here's some rain love for you guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG6D2b_YNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ySIBrivFKlY/s1600-h/Bi+Rain+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG6D2b_YNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ySIBrivFKlY/s200/Bi+Rain+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080546429965918418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG6l2b_YOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/xOkmZMhPCdE/s1600-h/Bi+Rain+04.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG6l2b_YOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/xOkmZMhPCdE/s200/Bi+Rain+04.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080547014081470690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG6l2b_YOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/xOkmZMhPCdE/s1600-h/Bi+Rain+04.bmp"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG9-mb_YQI/AAAAAAAAAWU/vlpPkBXkBsA/s1600-h/Bi+Rain+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG9-mb_YQI/AAAAAAAAAWU/vlpPkBXkBsA/s200/Bi+Rain+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080550737818116354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG8Pmb_YPI/AAAAAAAAAWM/bKZOm9kfaTE/s1600-h/Bi+Rain+05.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG8Pmb_YPI/AAAAAAAAAWM/bKZOm9kfaTE/s200/Bi+Rain+05.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080548830852636914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've also posted a really cool song by Rain in the box widget, check it out. By the way, I deleted some of the songs from the widget, to make it load faster, but they're all in the &lt;a href="http://uk.geocities.com/itsvcious/home.html"&gt;Storage Room&lt;/a&gt;, if you're interested. During this week I'll try to post some more Rainny things, just wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lame post, I'm soo dead tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-4840873543380519071?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4840873543380519071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=4840873543380519071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/4840873543380519071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/4840873543380519071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-raining.html' title='It&apos;s Raining'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RoG5Jmb_YMI/AAAAAAAAAV0/dcE6ADMC3Vk/s72-c/Bi+Rain+06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-321406642794454877</id><published>2007-06-20T20:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:35.183-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;ll jsut go and read something'/><title type='text'>What's changing</title><content type='html'>Hey there, guys! I know it's been more than a week since the last time I posted, but during this time, I thought a lot and I decided to talk about other cool issues here, not only about the music I'm listening to like I've being doing, something that I have only now realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Kay, and I think I know what to write in this post. Today, as I went to the bakery I decided to enter a drug store to buy shampoo when I saw something tat amazed me. If you look at the&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RnmXc5qVhcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/cOa5OXao4O8/s1600-h/Foto-0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RnmXc5qVhcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/cOa5OXao4O8/s200/Foto-0059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078256577607468482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pictures I'm posting with this paragraph, you'll see a strange box. And this little thing, my friends, was one of my worst nightmares when I was a kid. Don't know if I have ever mentioned, but I have sight's problems (as a heck lot of people). It's not like I can't see &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RnmXjpqVhdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/X8qjeghkCz8/s1600-h/Foto-0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RnmXjpqVhdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/X8qjeghkCz8/s200/Foto-0060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078256693571585490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;without glasses or anything like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, it's  a bunch of complicated stuff, don't wanna explain, but when I was a kid I had to use oftam, that is a thing used (more like glued in your eye) to not let light getting in contact with your eye. I had to use it to rest my eyes or something like that. And I had to use this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; to go to school every single day. It was so awful and unconfortable, you have no idea (okay, most of the days I'd take it out as soon as I entered school, to prove that it was useless, because it didn't make any damage in me :O) If you guys want to see how awful it is the thing click &lt;a href="http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c167/Sere666XD/?action=view&amp;current=oftam.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Now imagine putting that in your eye.. I have goosebumps just thiking about this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what shocked me was seeing that the package of this damn thing is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; like it was when I had to wear it. Seriously. Even the draw in the back, the size of the box, the material of the box.  And it has been what, seven~eight years since I stopped using it? And that make me wonder... People are always complaing about how fast the world change &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these days&lt;/span&gt;, and how anything is the same way as it was before, but is it really like that? I mean,  aside from global warming and the number of humans alive, the world is basically the same as it was fifty years ago, right? The same countries that were powerful back then are still powerful now, the Earth still rotates in the same direction. So, what have changed after all to make us feel this way? Isn't ourselves the ones that have changed somewhat? What do you guys think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you remember that I was addicted to videologs and wanted to try it out? Well, I did. I mean, I made a video.. It's a disaster, but I'm going to post it here anyway.. Have fun!&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/InBm0wWf_tU"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/InBm0wWf_tU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-321406642794454877?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/321406642794454877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=321406642794454877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/321406642794454877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/321406642794454877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/whats-changing.html' title='What&apos;s changing'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RnmXc5qVhcI/AAAAAAAAAVk/cOa5OXao4O8/s72-c/Foto-0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-4432447652491537359</id><published>2007-06-05T13:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:35.574-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i really should learn how to title my posts..'/><title type='text'>Warming up? Ok, so rock!</title><content type='html'>Hey there guys! I know it has been a while since the last time I posted, but lately I've been a little busy, and I think this totally rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Kay, lemme explain you why. On the 16th of this month, me and a couple of other people from my school are going to make a kind of protest against global warming! I say I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'a kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RmVrj5qVhaI/AAAAAAAAAVU/b52ddMttRLk/s1600-h/Foto-0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RmVrj5qVhaI/AAAAAAAAAVU/b52ddMttRLk/s200/Foto-0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072578819820717474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of'&lt;/span&gt; because, unfortunately, we're not going to march through streets demanding that all cars wore destroyed, as I wished, instead we're going to make a more educational type of protest, and even though this is kinda lame, I'm looking so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; forward to this! We're to have a little stand (do you know what I mean) with a tv showing a slide show we're going to prepare and maybe some videos, and we're going to have banners about this subject, and we're going to hand out leaflets to people passing by, in recycled paper! And, the coolest part, we're going to talk to people in the street about this, and we've already called the Secretary of Environment to attend! I think I can almost die now, finally I've the change to do some political (and activist) action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're also going to record the whole 'action' in video and post in YouTube later, and if we do, I'll post a link to these videos here, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RmVswZqVhbI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ibsMQk0CkhI/s1600-h/Foto-0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RmVswZqVhbI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ibsMQk0CkhI/s200/Foto-0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072580134080710066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yesterday while I was coming back to school after lunch I noticed a 'message' in the wall, so  I took a picture to post here. In case you don't understand Portuguese, it says: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walk more, pollute less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, since I'm such a good mood lately, I'm going to post in my box widget a super duper cool song by a band called ONE OK ROCK, so here it goes to you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naishi Shinsho&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you got a glimpse of my last post, you probably noticed that there wasn't any post at all. That's because damn Blogger didn't save my post as draft as it should do, and I wasn't in the mood to write it alll again. But basically it says that I've realized that I've a Daily Motion account, and since I do, I should start posting some videos there. So far I've only posted three or four, but I intend to post more. So, if you want to check it out, click &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/serecms"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the low quality of the photos today, it's because they come from my mobile phone, so it's not thaaat good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-4432447652491537359?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4432447652491537359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=4432447652491537359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/4432447652491537359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/4432447652491537359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/warming-up-ok-so-rock.html' title='Warming up? Ok, so rock!'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RmVrj5qVhaI/AAAAAAAAAVU/b52ddMttRLk/s72-c/Foto-0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-6388406192574659876</id><published>2007-05-23T00:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-23T00:11:35.393Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='si ore tachi wa itsudemo futari de hitotsu datta..'/><title type='text'>Mi amigo</title><content type='html'>Damn this freaking blogger.. Later I'll write again the little history of this post..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom:25px;margin-top:25px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width:320px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;&lt;!-- #iaz7d76lquactz88dk7e171foisvbn5pm63vwd0uu{width:320px;height:256px;border:none;margin:0px;} --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;iframe src=" http://5.upload.dailymotion.com/blog/video/3422549?key=az7d76lquactz88dk7e171foisvbn5pm63vwd0uu" style="width:320px;height:256px;border:none;margin:0px;" width="320" height="256"frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" id="iaz7d76lquactz88dk7e171foisvbn5pm63vwd0uu"&gt;Dailymotion blogged video&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href=" http://5.upload.dailymotion.com/video/x21cut_utaban-20051027-shuji-to-akira-seis"&gt;[Utaban - 2005.10.27] Shuji to Akira - Seishun Amigo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video sent by &lt;a href=" http://5.upload.dailymotion.com/serecms"&gt;serecms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Futari wo saku you ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Denwa ga kireta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-6388406192574659876?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6388406192574659876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=6388406192574659876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/6388406192574659876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/6388406192574659876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/mi-amigo.html' title='Mi amigo'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-4368138304056545146</id><published>2007-05-12T23:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:35.802-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another you and me'/><title type='text'>Goodbye my friend... Don't say goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="misp_compose_1" class="hm"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt; (as in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="misp_compose_2" class="hm"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="misp_compose_3" class="hm"&gt;scriptum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) I recommend one starting to read this while listening to the newest update in my box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one occasion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what &lt;span id="misp_compose_4" class="hm"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; seen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span id="misp_compose_5" class="hm"&gt;loniless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what shook me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that didn't leave my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i couldn't hold myself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even when i met her again&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the result&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was that tragedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what happened&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in reality,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was paralyzed inside darkness&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was angry,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want to get close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever since i was little&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="misp_compose_8" class="hm"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; always only thought of myse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lf&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just alive, trying to justify myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and speak whatever is in my mind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span id="misp_compose_10" class="hm"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; always let behind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your side of the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how could i?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i had learn this lesson before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there are times&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in which we can say goodbye to those that matter to us&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without having the chance to ask for forgiveness for the mistakes we've made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="misp_compose_13" class="hm"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; seen this story before&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we make the same mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is no different&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;than never having learnt the lesson&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="misp_compose_14" class="hm"&gt;what have&lt;/span&gt; touched me the most at that moment&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more than the meaning of your words&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was the look on your face,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sparks in your eyes..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything whispered to me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desolation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those whispers were much more painful..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much more urgent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that pain of being abandoned&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the loneless of being left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah.. at least &lt;span id="misp_compose_17" class="hm"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; seeing how it is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i not have notice this before?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt angry at myself..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of my ignorance&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever since the beginning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truthfully,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what's the difference..?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ween being put in a higher level than everybody else&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and being abandoned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what's the worst, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is just too cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that changes are just a part of being alive&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a world full of people i don't know..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a world of &lt;span id="misp_compose_22" class="hm"&gt;loneless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't cry!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as happiness and joy have an end&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every fear and suffering will end as well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if it's hard to believe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please don't give up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue to being alive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give ''keep on waling'' up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the only think i ask you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if I can't stay by your side&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you hear me?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you hearing?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;very single word of mine?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are they reaching you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are my words reaching you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="misp_compose_23" class="hm"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. In case you wonder what the heck was that? these were fragments of the th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RkZWwj4do3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/0GZsb2YOaVI/s1600-h/1150072507_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RkZWwj4do3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/0GZsb2YOaVI/s200/1150072507_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063830223290475378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ought in Fruits Basked volume 21. When I read a couple of weeks ago I thought it would be a nice thing to post here today.. You may say that this little text was very confusing and kinda of depressing, but so is this day. Today, on Mother's day Eve, it has been a year since I friend of mine died. She was 15. And yeah, I wished I was kidding. I don't like to think about this, because in my mind she'll show up at school late for first class tomorrow, or tomorrow, or tomorrow.. But denying that this has happened is also wrong.. now please, tell me: is it bad and wrong being mad at her for what she did?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-4368138304056545146?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4368138304056545146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=4368138304056545146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/4368138304056545146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/4368138304056545146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/goodbye-my-friend-dont-say-goodbye.html' title='Goodbye my friend... Don&apos;t say goodbye'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RkZWwj4do3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/0GZsb2YOaVI/s72-c/1150072507_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-8568746071894244253</id><published>2007-05-09T00:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-09T01:01:51.302Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i should be studying right now'/><title type='text'>It's hard to walk in the night</title><content type='html'>It's almost embarrassing how long it has been since I last posted. I know it's an excuse but this week I'm having exams at school, which, by the way, I have totally screwed up. Seriously, I did so fucking bad it's too disgraceful to say anything else.. Thank god tomorrow is the last day, and my favorite, though the hardest part: my essay-like exams on Geography and History.. Right now I really wished I hadn't choose Internal Relations as my major for the exams, but instead something that didn't have any exams tomorrow.. And last week it was a long holiday (April was packed with holidays... Thin I'll miss them very much) and so.. If you said that I went for a trip you are correct! Beach again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But, for a change, something worth telling happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Children of Men&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, it was a well-made good film and all, but I think they didn't answer two of the most important questions in the story: first, why the hell did women stop having babies? Think they should have come up with any sloppy reason, to say the less; second, we all know that Europe (and a hell lot of other countries, for that matter) can be a little xenophobic because of the huge amount of immigrants (I know folks form &lt;span id="misp_compose_1" class="hm"&gt;São&lt;/span&gt; Paulo, the state I was born, can be real mean with northeast people that migrates to the city), but I could just&lt;br /&gt; wonder why the hell the British government started arresting them all of a sudden. It was just me not paying enough attention to the movie or them really didn't give any f*&lt;span id="misp_compose_2" class="hm"&gt;cking&lt;/span&gt; explanation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And just after I had finished watching the film, something real funny happened. I went to the room I share with my brother at our apartment (please remember I was at the beach, thank God I don't have to share a room with him back here at home). Kay, I went there and made some noise and my '&lt;span id="misp_compose_3" class="hm"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; bro woke up. He got out of bed, went to the living room and sat on the coach. I asked him what he was doing there and he looked at me and said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm going to sl&lt;/span&gt;eep&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Then I went ''But here?? Let's go the room" (notice that at this point I was already trying real hard in order not to laugh at his face - I'm such a good sister..) and he goes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, I'm going to wait for Carol&lt;/span&gt; - that's me. Kay, at this point I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; laughing, but just a bit. Then my brother lied on the sofa, switching channels on the TV and I sat on the other coach. Waited a little ans saw that really awkward phase of getting to sleep, when you keep closing and opening his eyes. Then I said "Felipe, let's go to sleep?", and thank god he just replied &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah~ okay&lt;/span&gt; and went to bed. When I say my bro is a bit of a night walker nobody ever believes me (especially him..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I think that's it for today.. And sorry, I don't have anything to upload today in the Storage Room nor my box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-8568746071894244253?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8568746071894244253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=8568746071894244253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/8568746071894244253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/8568746071894244253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-hard-to-walk-in-night.html' title='It&apos;s hard to walk in the night'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-8137793301722561618</id><published>2007-04-23T00:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:35.943-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to think my dad used to go to clubs and dance disco  xD'/><title type='text'>What's so Sweet about Being 16 anyway?</title><content type='html'>Or seventeen, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, guess I'm a little moody because last week it was my bday and I realised that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; getting old. And I'm still not pretty, or thin, or intelligent, or whatever I wanted to be a couple of years ago. And that makes me question: why are people such liers? I mean, I've never had older friends (to guide me to the dark days of childhood to tell me that I shouldn't use that damned pony tail 'cause I looked awful in it, or that I should start choosing my own clothes, for my mom doesn't really have a good taste), so I pretty much trusted what my friend said her older friends told her: that being sixteen/seventeen was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; greatest thing ever. I guess I should go after these people to give them a good slap for deceiving us so bad 'cause I believed in them, but now I think: hey, I was sixteen for the intire last year, and it wasn't exactly something cool. For a matter a fact, it was just like when I was fifteen, except for the fact that I was the person laughing at the freshman at school, not the other way round.  Bet this is another of the taboos we have in human society, just like kissing. I mean, I was deceived by my friends and the rest of the world, being told kissing was something cool, but guess what, I found it really gross. These are those kind of things everybody lies about just to be like everyone else and not being called a geek. Wonder what else people lie to me about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the system must be really getting me, I mean, today I went out dressed in a way that I feel almost embarrassed to tell: a pitiful green-brownish regatta (is this the freakin word?), jeans and my allstars. 'Kay, bet you must be thinking that's not a crime against fashion or society or whatever, that's actually pretty casual or something like that. The problem is that I like to dress real flashy. And by flashy I mean strange. I'm the sort of person that walks on the street with all the people looking at me and thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What the heck is this girl thinking&lt;/span&gt;. Not like a ho or something like that, it's just that I like to make, ahn, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peculiar&lt;/span&gt; combinations with my clothes. So today I felt real bad. Actually, now that I've mentioned it, it has been quite a while since my mom said to me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're not going out on those clothes Carolina, go change&lt;/span&gt;. Guess this must be the thing that happens when you're seventeen: you get more boring. Yep, even though I'm the freak that wants to go to college since I was nine I'm not looking for growing up right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on other news (I know, I always end up taling about music), I'm addicted to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You Give Love a Bad Name lately&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;btw, I've posted this song and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorafune&lt;/span&gt; by TOKIO on my Box). Have you ever heard this one? I know it's kind of old, but I love it, and I'm not sure why, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RiwGNgHfr3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/Fs2K_Vf5Aq4/s1600-h/john-travolta-011-img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RiwGNgHfr3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/Fs2K_Vf5Aq4/s200/john-travolta-011-img.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056423310659661682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when I hear this song it makes me feel like watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grease&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Footlose&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fame&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y Night Fever&lt;/span&gt; and all others old musicals. Sorry, I think it's time I reveal to you guys one of my secrets (okay, it's not really a secret): I'm completly addicted to musicals. Really, I know all the lyrics for Grease's songs in order. But now let's all be honests, okay? I mean John Travolta it's such a hunk.. Kay, now he's kinda fatty (but that don't make him less handsome), but look at him in those old movies.. Jeez he was such a hottie (sorry, I have a huge crush on him) Now I got in the mood.. So I'm going to post here the video &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grease Lightinin'&lt;/span&gt;. This is not my favorite song in the movie, but John Travolta (sorry that I keep saying John Travolta, but I can't call him just John or Travolta, go figure) sure is super cute in this part of the movie. Enjoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S0V8ju6XOek"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S0V8ju6XOek" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm at it, going to post a video from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saurday Night Fever&lt;/span&gt; as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?permalinkId=v208914dTFywHCc&amp;id=1497904&amp;amp;player=videodetailsembedded&amp;amp;videoAutoPlay=0" bgcolor="#000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="438" width="540"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/"&gt;Online Videos by Veoh.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-8137793301722561618?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8137793301722561618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=8137793301722561618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/8137793301722561618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/8137793301722561618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-so-sweet-about-being-16.html' title='What&apos;s so Sweet about Being 16 anyway?'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RiwGNgHfr3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/Fs2K_Vf5Aq4/s72-c/john-travolta-011-img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-1644837331250422326</id><published>2007-04-14T00:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:36.251-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but I still hate Tsubasa'/><title type='text'>Black cats are way cooler</title><content type='html'>Do you know wich days is today? It's a friday, and the 13rd of April! Don't know about you guys, but here and the 13rd's that happens to be on Friday (this usually occurs just once a year) is sad bo be a day where you more likely to have bad-luck.. So beware! Did you cross with any black cats or passed under a star? Broke any mirrors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure why, but this week semeed to pass by real quick.. I guess the universe is really working for me, so that my birthday comes faster.. And yesterday I was thinking and came to this conclusion: Damn, I'm getting old! Seriously, soon I'll be almost an elderly person! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, but for some time now I've been talking some bad things about Takizawa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RiAl06mDCYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/z5sb0_PyTE0/s1600-h/tak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RiAl06mDCYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/z5sb0_PyTE0/s200/tak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053080372921960834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hideaki (aka Tackey): that he wasn't cute anymore, when he usde to be so cool when he was younger.. So the other day I was watching some pvs from Tackey &amp; Tsubasa, and I have to say I fell in love with Tackey again, and regret so much bad-mouthing him.. Anyway, I posted a verrry vicious pv from T&amp;amp;T called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kamen&lt;/span&gt; on my storage. It was the first time I've ever heard this song, and at first I thought it was a bit weird, but now I'm completly addicted to it. Besides, the pv itself is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;freaking awesome&lt;/span&gt;, so it's most definetly a 'must wacth' (don't know how anybody can look so hot with paint in his face). Also, I'm also posting the pv of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dame&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Venus&lt;/span&gt; (both from T&amp;T), as well the pv from a very cool music performed by Arumeria, called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eclair&lt;/span&gt;, and one called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keibetsu Shiteita Aiji&lt;/span&gt; by AKB48 (a kind of Morning Musume, but this one has 48 components :o freaking insane right? I mean, a band with forty eight girls??).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm off to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Justice&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: and as promised I posted the songs from the box on the storage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-1644837331250422326?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1644837331250422326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=1644837331250422326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/1644837331250422326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/1644837331250422326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/black-cats-are-way-cooler.html' title='Black cats are way cooler'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RiAl06mDCYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/z5sb0_PyTE0/s72-c/tak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-6194351900981721438</id><published>2007-04-05T00:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-05T02:21:18.410Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.. are just busy in being born and dying'/><title type='text'>And the people in the dinning room...</title><content type='html'>Have you eve thought about how your friends are when you are not around then? Or more, do you ever think how's like to be someone that you don't know (and I don't mean celebrities)? Because sometimes I do get myself thinking how my friends are when I don't see them.. Like, when I miss school, do they act the same way as they do when I'm there? If  they do (or if they don't), is it a bad or a good thing? And the people that I see through the car window everyday? What do they do after I see them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay. Following up a great weekend tomorrow starts a four-day weekend. Sometimes I do thank the fact that I'm in a catholic country, and for their holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, (I shoud've warned you guys today I'm the mood for questions) what do you guys think about wishes? What I mean is: do you know that thing that you swear you want with all your heart? Whys is that in the moment we can have them (and I think you can apply this to everything) they lose all their value, or better, they lose their importance to us? You know that this have happened to you too. I was just wandering why is that this happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh my god I just have to post this song here, I'm so addicted to it, really. It's not like I'm into country music, but have you ever heard &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wasted&lt;/span&gt;, by Carrie Underwood?? Check it out on my box, it's awesome. By the way, I think I'll upload some of the older musics on the box to the Storapge page, cause the freakin widget takes half a century to load...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the tiny post (I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-6194351900981721438?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6194351900981721438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=6194351900981721438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/6194351900981721438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/6194351900981721438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-people-in-dinning-room.html' title='And the people in the dinning room...'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-5855648337167192969</id><published>2007-04-02T02:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:37.087-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and i&apos;m getting addicted to carrie underwood'/><title type='text'>Drums, Darkness and 300</title><content type='html'>Hey there people! Lemme tell about how great my weekend was! Okay,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RhBlXb6GZRI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Jrj4pZ5jFb0/s1600-h/taiko.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RhBlXb6GZRI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Jrj4pZ5jFb0/s200/taiko.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048646635585168658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; let's start with Saturday. After school I went to a japanese festival that is always held here in the city I live, called Hana Matsuri. I've been going to this and others similar festivals for some years now, but I have to admit to you guys that lately they've been real lame and boring for various reasons, but this one was super cool! Don't if I feel like this because they arranged the the food's and stuff's stands in a new way, or because the gang I was with this time was real fun, I just know that I had a great time and laughed a lot, even though I had to walk a couple of blocks to the market to pee :oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is not everything I want to say about hana. this year there a stand called Jworld, and they were selling some cool (and some expensive) stuff like garage kits, anime-themed neck&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RhBlIL6GZPI/AAAAAAAAAT0/INnjlDKjHRQ/s1600-h/merveillesii.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RhBlIL6GZPI/AAAAAAAAAT0/INnjlDKjHRQ/s200/merveillesii.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048646373592163570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;laces and t-shirts, key chains, imported mangas and dvds (fake, but that's not the point). Well, the fact is I was looking at the dvds and I saw a dvd from Malice Mizer's Merveilles show!! I just had to buy it, you know.. I mean, I love Malice Mizer, Merveilles is their best CD. It was somewhat cheap, and I was expecting a super low quality image, but I was so wrong (and i was so glad to be wrong this time)! I don't know if they bought the original and made copies or whatever, but the point is the show is tv quality! I was so happy about this, you can't even imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was going to talk about more stuff about the festival but I think it'd be too much, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, wearing half of my cosplay, I went straight to the theater to watch a play called Pátria Armada. Maybe you don't know, but this play's name is making reference to my country's national anthem. In a lame translation in the anthem it would be ''loved country'' and ''armed country'' (in Portuguese is a kind of game if the words since it would be respectively Pátria Amada and Pátria Armada). Well, it was such a cooooool play. It was a kind of documentary-musical and it happened in Brazil's dictatorship period. Talked about USP's (that is only like the best college in Latin America, and my first choice to study next year) students that getting in the midst of student's protests against the government and some of their conflicts with a rival college, Mackenzie (that's basically a college for riches mama's sons). It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I went to the cinema to watch 300. It was very cool (despite the sin's against what really happened :pp) and had some awesome special effects. I was even prod of Rodrigo Santoro, with his get up to play the persians king, even though I usually think he's a lousy actor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay. At first I've decided to open the Storage (aka the site where I'll be posting the links for the things I upload) with the links of a very cool dorama that I'm watching right now, but the files are real big and it takes decades to upload the episode's parts.. So that will still take some time before I can post the links, so I decide to go simpler and post some videos! So today you can all go to the Storage link at the little menu and download the PV for Yamapi's Daite Senorita and the lives for Malice Mizer's Brise and Gackt's Luna. Their quality are not so great but I hope you can enjoy it anyway :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-5855648337167192969?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5855648337167192969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=5855648337167192969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/5855648337167192969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/5855648337167192969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/drums-darkness-and-300.html' title='Drums, Darkness and 300'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RhBlXb6GZRI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Jrj4pZ5jFb0/s72-c/taiko.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-4974902753509060599</id><published>2007-03-26T00:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:37.267-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and I started to read Eragon'/><title type='text'>What kind of Guardians...</title><content type='html'>I know it's has been some time since I last posted, again, but I have a lot of good news, so y'all just have to forgive me :D First, by the amazing amount of one vote, 'Yes' won, and so I'm going to host some stuff here at my blog. The page I created for this is ready to go, but as you all know, uploading sucks, so it's going to take few more days before I actually put a link at that section, but I'll let you know when I do :&lt;span id="misp_0_2" class="hm"&gt;DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, the 22th, started a Theater Festival here in my town, that happens every year, and I went to watch a cool musical called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The two Gentleman of Verona&lt;/span&gt;, and according to what was written on the little magazine that the festival has made, it was the only Brazilian play that participated in the biggest Shakespeare festival in the planet, made by the Royal Shakespeare Company (anyway I still thought the end was kind of lame..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Friday was Blind Guardian's show!! It was so great, you have no idea, even though there were a delay. It was the best show I've ever been. And I guess Hans &lt;span id="misp_0_4" class="hm"&gt;Kürsch&lt;/span&gt; and the rest of the band were really impressed with the crowd, because there were some times when they couldn't stop smiling, and there was a very cool moment, already at the encores, when &lt;span id="misp_0_5" class="hm"&gt;Olbrich&lt;/span&gt;, the guitarist, showed up with a guitar, everybody started to scream &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bard's Song, Bard's Song&lt;/span&gt;, and they really were going to play that song... And I almost died when they played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord of The Rings&lt;/span&gt;, I mean, they hadn't played this song in any of this tour's concerts so far, and yet they played it here, I was so happy... It was the first time that I watched them live, and I wasn't disappointed, hope they release a lot a &lt;span id="misp_0_7" class="hm"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; as soon as possible and come touring here... The only thing that made me upset was the fact that I forgot to bring my super cool new digital camera to the show.. I'm so stupid.. But anyway, going to post here the video of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bard's Song&lt;/span&gt;, for you guys to see how cool it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvXOAw0c-iY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvXOAw0c-iY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday I travelled to my Grandma's house again, since tomorrow is her birthday. It's a six hour trip by car, but I don't get tired or bored because I sleep almost the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RgcPq2YrPLI/AAAAAAAAATY/0dP8UZ1ijXU/s1600-h/parana-serra_do_mar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RgcPq2YrPLI/AAAAAAAAATY/0dP8UZ1ijXU/s200/parana-serra_do_mar2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046019136319863986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whole trip. But that's not the point. Today, when we were coming back to Curitiba (the name of the city where I live) I was observing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serra do Mar &lt;/span&gt;(not so sure how we can write this English, anyway, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;serra  &lt;/span&gt;is a bunch of mountains, one after another), wich is something I really like to do (when I'm awake to do so, I mean :oo). And I was thinking how m country is beautiful, and how it hurt me to see part of the mountains, once filld with trees, tranformed in fields of pure grass, probable to created freaking cattle or something like that, and houses emerging in some spots (remembering this supposed to be a preserved area), and you have no idea how this makes me sad, and angry. As Sandi Thom sings in her song, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was born to late for a world that doesn't care&lt;/span&gt;. But I think I'll complain about human beings another day, because I'm all sleepy, and that would take me at least some hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-4974902753509060599?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4974902753509060599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=4974902753509060599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/4974902753509060599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/4974902753509060599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-kind-of-guardians.html' title='What kind of Guardians...'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RgcPq2YrPLI/AAAAAAAAATY/0dP8UZ1ijXU/s72-c/parana-serra_do_mar2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-2422829823492223001</id><published>2007-03-15T21:42:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:37.988-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and yesterday i missed men in trees'/><title type='text'>Make it Real</title><content type='html'>Who ever said school is good for you is lying soo bad. Seriously. Or maybe I'm getting too old, because in the days that I have afternoon classes (meaning mondays, tuedays, thursdays and fridays) all I want to do is lay down on my bed and sleep, but I still have to do my quote of homework of the day, and I'm not even working hard as I should... Can only wonder how dead I'd be if I did so. And next year on college it'll be a lot worse, since I'll hopefully be living far away from my house (okay, only a state away) on my own. Now that's a harsh paradox. I mean, I want to get out of this house so bad that you can't even imagine. Actually, I think that if I could I'd go and never come back (don't get me wrong, I love my mom and my lil'bro. It's just that.. Well, guess you'd have to be me to know what I'm feeling).  But in the other hand, once I leave here, I'll have to clean my place, cook and all that kind of stuff, and I think I won't be able to be as spoiled as I'm now (and y'all have to admitt that ya loove to be spoiled 24-7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the other day I was watching Real Face's PV when I suddenly noticed somet&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RfnwO4LqEHI/AAAAAAAAATQ/CvSNQ5wrQjA/s1600-h/Akanishi+Jin+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RfnwO4LqEHI/AAAAAAAAATQ/CvSNQ5wrQjA/s200/Akanishi+Jin+03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042325396208095346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hing: boy, Akanishi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RfnvDILqEDI/AAAAAAAAASw/qJfTc4CZHSw/s1600-h/post-206688-1118319168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RfnvDILqEDI/AAAAAAAAASw/qJfTc4CZHSw/s200/post-206688-1118319168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042324094833004594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jin sure can sing! I mean, I've always known that he could sing, but I guess that this was the first time I stopped and noticed just how beautiful his voice really is. I mean, he's so damn skinny (and sooo damn hot, but that's another story), how can he pull out that voice :o??? Well, celebrating that I'm going to post here the PV. Since I'm more into Jin than the other guys I was considering putting the super special video that I have that shows only Jin in the PV, but that would be unfair to the others, and they are a nice gang... So I'm putting the normal PV ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 25px; margin-top: 25px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;&lt;!-- #iblxfuxr3g55z2pkstermyp0kmf7vl5kegxjnnoxq{width:320px;height:256px;border:none;margin:0px;} --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.dailymotion.com/blog/video/280789?key=blxfuxr3g55z2pkstermyp0kmf7vl5kegxjnnoxq" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0px; width: 320px; height: 256px;" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" id="iblxfuxr3g55z2pkstermyp0kmf7vl5kegxjnnoxq" frameborder="0" height="256" scrolling="no" width="320"&gt;Dailymotion blogged video&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x60np_pv-kattun-real-face"&gt;[PV] KAT-TUN - Real Face&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video sent by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/avril25"&gt;avril25&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jeez, to prove the point of the first part of this post is only like, 21h30 here and I'm all sleeppy..&lt;br /&gt;But since I'm determined in not doing what my school want me to (and that is waking up early and be super awake for the classes) I'm going to throw a poll in the air, so go tere in the funny menu and vote, pretty please :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I going to bed, but just to stay warm and confy and maybe take a little nap, but just a nap, I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-2422829823492223001?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2422829823492223001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=2422829823492223001&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/2422829823492223001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/2422829823492223001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/make-it-real.html' title='Make it Real'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RfnwO4LqEHI/AAAAAAAAATQ/CvSNQ5wrQjA/s72-c/Akanishi+Jin+03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-1118103535105723167</id><published>2007-03-07T20:31:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:38.762-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do you really have a magnum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gakuto :OO'/><title type='text'>Express yourself</title><content type='html'>I swear I didn't meant to stay so long without posting.. As a matter of fact, I've been dying to write something that happened to me a few days a go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Re9DF7niO3I/AAAAAAAAARo/PE11FGcn3SE/s1600-h/gacktsama9pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Re9DF7niO3I/AAAAAAAAARo/PE11FGcn3SE/s200/gacktsama9pp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039320277232794482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the 25th of February (sunday).. Since the day before, my cable wasn't working (what a surprise..) and I was reaally pissed off, I even tried to call the cable company but my call would be in hold for like, seven minutes, and then I'd give up. Anyway, in the sunday morning I was wandering in my house (since my brother was using the computer and I didn't have anything else to do) when I decided to check if the tv was wor&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Re9DkbniO5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/JmDKUYRXM2U/s1600-h/drugparty6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Re9DkbniO5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/JmDKUYRXM2U/s200/drugparty6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039320801218804626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;king, and it was! Then, as usual, I dedided to swith to NHK in order to get a glimpse of what was being show there It was Music Express, and let me tell ya, I haaate this show, I think it is soo boring... But at that moment I decided to watch.. I even started to record the show when I saw a picture of a boyband (pretty cute guys, but their song sucked XD), after that, a rap-guy started to perform (and I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; change the channel when such a think happen, but this time I didn't), than just after  that another picture showed up on the screen, together with an intrumental song. To tell you the truth, I wasn't reaallly paying attention, but I began to think about the pose of the guy in the picture &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wa... It kind looks like.....  &lt;/span&gt;And at this moment a subtitle showed up  "J Legends: Gackt". &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Re9FfLniO6I/AAAAAAAAASA/omCOischRNo/s1600-h/Gackt401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Re9FfLniO6I/AAAAAAAAASA/omCOischRNo/s200/Gackt401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039322910047746978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I almost had a heart attack at this point, seriously. I shouted so much that my dogs start to bark and my mom ran to the living room to see what the hell happened to me (and when I told it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; she was sooo pissed of :~~) He has a little interview there, and then singed his new single, &lt;span style="color: rgb(251, 210, 89);font-family:MS Mincho;"  lang="JA"&gt;                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;野に咲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(251, 210, 89);font-family:MS Mincho;"  lang="JA"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;く花のように &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(aka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No ni sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Re9F1rniO7I/AAAAAAAAASI/jTp2tTK_exE/s1600-h/Gackt399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Re9F1rniO7I/AAAAAAAAASI/jTp2tTK_exE/s200/Gackt399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039323296594803634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ku Hana no yõ ni&lt;/span&gt;) It's such a beautiful song.. While I heard Gakuto singing it my eyes got alllll teary... Btw, I'm going to upload the song on my box, but it's not the live version :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe that this happened to me.. I'm sure I am sounding really stupid to you, but you have no idea how many times I've watched NHK hoping to see him, even though I don't understand anything, even for only one second, just for.. I don't know, confirm that he really exists apart from this little internet-otaku world, you know? Damn, how I want to go to Japan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I can't say anything else right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-1118103535105723167?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1118103535105723167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=1118103535105723167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/1118103535105723167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/1118103535105723167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/express-yourself.html' title='Express yourself'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Re9DF7niO3I/AAAAAAAAARo/PE11FGcn3SE/s72-c/gacktsama9pp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-1943992266836561630</id><published>2007-02-24T19:27:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T20:30:43.222-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorama motion'/><title type='text'>To Summarize</title><content type='html'>I wonder why did I ever stop writing. I love writing. Essays, I mean (don't think I'm creative or patient enough to write a story for more than half chapter): giving out my opinion about the world and trying to make each time more persuasive than the other. I guess at first I said I was 'blocked' when my favorite teacher suddenly left school, without giving any notice, just after he said that would be our greatest year so far. Now, when I look to myself I can't recognise any part of me. And regardless of what people always say, it wasn't a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;change for the best&lt;/span&gt;. I look at my reflection and wonder where did my spirit go, where's the person I used to be, and that I want to be once again. But when I think of thing such as this I get so depressed that I simply change the subject, and pretend as if it never happened. Guess that if I wanted to be a better person, or at least more at ease with myself, I should start creating some serious selfcontrol and willpower (not so sure if this is even a word, or more important, the word I want to say, but never mind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day that I've ever had school's classes on saturday. Was actually pretty cool. And something good finally happened to me, because at last I learned how to use clubbox, I'm sooo glad for soompi's tutorial :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, to light up the mood a bit, I'm going to post a video of Shonen Club, think the date  of the episode was 4th of February.. Not so sure.. Anyway, it's the Bouken Medley! Shoon and Taiyo sang &lt;em&gt;Sayaendo&lt;/em&gt; with ABC's Tsuka; then Kawai from ABC sings &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do!do!do!&lt;/span&gt; with some Kis-my-ft2 dudes (sorry, i never remenber thei names XD); Yamada, Yuto and the other little  ones sing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honey Beat; &lt;/span&gt;then Hikaru sang &lt;em&gt;Fly High&lt;/em&gt; with Kitty;  and Yabu sang &lt;em&gt;Summary&lt;/em&gt; with other juniors :D I really like this medley all the songs were great, but my favorite gotta be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Summary, &lt;/span&gt;and not just because Yabu is singing this one ;D Ah~~ just talking about this makes me feel better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom:25px;margin-top:25px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width:320px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;&lt;!-- #ifa5qdxfvr97iix93gvbmt5jtakkc77zkfo2yyiip{width:320px;height:256px;border:none;margin:0px;} --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.dailymotion.com/blog/video/1911660?key=fa5qdxfvr97iix93gvbmt5jtakkc77zkfo2yyiip" style="width:320px;height:256px;border:none;margin:0px;" width="320" height="256" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" id="ifa5qdxfvr97iix93gvbmt5jtakkc77zkfo2yyiip"&gt;Dailymotion blogged video&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x14z1o_20070204-sc-bouken-medley"&gt;2007.02.04 [SC] bouken medley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video sent by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/irea"&gt;irea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-1943992266836561630?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1943992266836561630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=1943992266836561630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/1943992266836561630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/1943992266836561630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-summarize.html' title='To Summarize'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-8535523978562921176</id><published>2007-02-21T21:36:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:39.377-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god why is that heavy metal people are always so damn ugly... would it hurt to be a little decent??'/><title type='text'>Pose for Me</title><content type='html'>I've just realised that when I'm bored I start going to fotologs. Wonder why is that, 'cause in these last few months I've grown to hate flogs. I mean, seriously, what's the deal with flogs? (nevermind that I used to have one) It's just a bunch of people taking freakin' poser photos in hopes of catching the attention of as much people as they can (talking about being ''emo''). Sometimes flogs can be cool, I know, but to me, most of the time flogs are just about letting people know your mood but not f*cking telling why. And you can argue saying that flogs and blogs are almost the same thing, but for some reason I can't stand flogs while I love blogs. Go figure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can't too moody today, though. 'Cause my friend told me that the tickets  for Blind Guardian's  show are already for sale! I'm so excited about that, you guys have no idea. I have to&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdzRs2lsa0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/g9uQ8M9Bws4/s1600-h/v2_blind-guardian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdzRs2lsa0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/g9uQ8M9Bws4/s200/v2_blind-guardian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034129051991436098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; buy mine soon otherwise I'll end up paying twice the price, and if I don't have money to pay for the original price imagine twice the amount.. And just in case somebody doesn't know, Blind Guardian is a heavy metal band :D Okay, not a very hardcore one (if ya know what I mean), I'll give ya that, but it's a vey cool one. They have a lot of songs about Lord of The Rings, and their new CD, called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Twist in the Myth&lt;/span&gt;, talks about Peter Pan! (And don't bad-mouth Peter Pan, because I love this story) But I think I should stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't upload one of BG's songs for you to hear because today I was so damn lucky to&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdzTXWlsa1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/seYyb35IQKc/s1600-h/yamapi05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdzTXWlsa1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/seYyb35IQKc/s200/yamapi05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034130881647504210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; download two songs that I just love hearing at Shonen Club but that I didn't know the name 'till today &gt;D One of them is called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daite Senorita&lt;/span&gt;, performed by Yamashita Tomohisa, aka Yamapi (I don't r&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdzVWWlsa2I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1WMoXE8ShQ4/s1600-h/txt_fl_c.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdzVWWlsa2I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/1WMoXE8ShQ4/s200/txt_fl_c.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034133063490890594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eally like Yamapi, even though he acted at Lunch no Joou, but I love this song). And the other one is called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Venus&lt;/span&gt;, performed by Tackey &amp;amp; Tsubasa (they have some cool songs, but I can't stand that Tsubasa guy). I'm not going to talk how I prefer Ya-Ya-yah singing both these songs more than the originals singers, but I hope you guys enjoy them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-8535523978562921176?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8535523978562921176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=8535523978562921176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/8535523978562921176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/8535523978562921176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/pose-for-me.html' title='Pose for Me'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdzRs2lsa0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/g9uQ8M9Bws4/s72-c/v2_blind-guardian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-7079840610857002412</id><published>2007-02-20T22:37:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:39.995-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im going to miss scrubs'/><title type='text'>Why is That..</title><content type='html'>So in the end I came back earlier from Grandma's. At least I get to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dream Girsl&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow, hope it's cool. Anyway, I was going to blab about things from my trip but instead I decided to talk abou something that has been bugging me for a while now. But first let me warn you guys that is a very weird subject..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaoi. &lt;/span&gt;I'm sure that all of you know what Yaoi means, but just in case... Is something like that : you've already heard abut those japanese comic books, called mangas right? Yaoi is a kind of manga, that talks about love between guys, ya know? Anyway, what I was thinking is that Yaoi is much more popular than Yuri, don't ya think? At least on the net, I mean. I don't know how often you read manga online or check sites such as &lt;a href="http://www.manganews.net/"&gt;Manga Jouhou&lt;/a&gt; ,that has daily updates of mangas, but I do this like once every half second, and it is just amazing, and I feel that the number is increasing, you click on a manga title to see what's about and there's a good chance that the mangas is Yaoi. You can find tons of sites that only translates yaoi. But it's never like this with Yuri. I don't think that never happened to me be searching for a new manga to read nd it happened to be Yuri. And I started to wonder why is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I was at this (yeah, I don't have much to do), I also started to think why do girls love to read Yaoi? I mean, I like to read Yaoi (not those hardcore ones, please), and lots of girlfriends of mine like to read Yaoi as well. Seriously, why? Are girls as interested in seeing two guys hooking up together as boys are in seeing two girls making out? And if it's like this, why there aren't online as many Yuri as there is Yaoi? Because a lot of manga fans are boys. Shonen, for instance, is pratically only read by boys (of course, there girls that read Shonen as well, I kow I do XD), and there are boys that read Shoujo, so why is that? Why the heck Yaoi is so god damn popular? (I warned ya that it was a strange opic that I had in mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RduFimlsazI/AAAAAAAAAQk/94fjdfeVnyg/s1600-h/S.h.e_forever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RduFimlsazI/AAAAAAAAAQk/94fjdfeVnyg/s200/S.h.e_forever.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033763838037355314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And as promised I'm going to post a more groovy song. It's called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What Should I Do&lt;/span&gt;, performed&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RduFNmlsayI/AAAAAAAAAQc/_PqE7Rayfak/s1600-h/normal_kg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RduFNmlsayI/AAAAAAAAAQc/_PqE7Rayfak/s200/normal_kg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033763477260102434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by S.H.E., and it's the opening theme for a taiwanese dorama called Hana Kimi. This drama is based on a manga with the same name, but for a reason I don't like the manga (more lithe the ending sucks), but I love the drama. Perhaps because the manga has a more serious mood (if ya know what I mean), while the dorama is super funny, maybe it's just me being crazy. Anyway, the song is great, I love it, and the lyrics is quite cute too. And just for you guys know, one of the singers of this S.H.E. band is the main actress in this drama :D And she's such a.. Strange being XD Yep, the person eating this bum or whatever is Ella..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-7079840610857002412?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7079840610857002412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=7079840610857002412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/7079840610857002412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/7079840610857002412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/whys-is-that.html' title='Why is That..'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RduFimlsazI/AAAAAAAAAQk/94fjdfeVnyg/s72-c/S.h.e_forever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-8958355963356557966</id><published>2007-02-15T21:59:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:40.563-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what can I do now'/><title type='text'>What to do now</title><content type='html'>Really, what's the point of beginning class this week if we are going to have an almost week long holiday? That's just going to make me lazy about getting up early again.. I really hate carnival... But I guess I wouldn't hate it so much if wasn't going to travel six hours by car to my hometown. The city is cool and all but I'll have to stay locked in my grandma's house if nothing to do.. At least now she has cable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been wanting to read a lot of books (my list is simply endless) but I haven't got the chance to buy any lately. Half of my allowance is being used to pay the gift I bought to mommy for Xmas (I'm going to pay that mobile phone forever &gt;D), and the other half I usually have to spend buying presents for someone's birthday.. That really sucks - not having any money left, I mean-, and here in my country books are super expensive, so when I manage to save some money I can never buy more than one and I'll usually read it  in a couple of days, wich will lead to another  long and sad period without reading anything.. I know, I know, I should just go to the library.. I really like libraries, but the books I want to borrow are never there when I go, and when I read a book from the library that I really like I want to have a copy for myself.. I guess I should start working to be able to  buy the things I want or I should stop spending so much money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdTqGMFjUjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Q60uoQdPwSw/s1600-h/miyavi+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdTqGMFjUjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Q60uoQdPwSw/s200/miyavi+04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031904075724313138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess thats it for today... Ah, but just to let you know, I uploaded another song. It's calles &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kimi Ni Negai Wo&lt;/span&gt; and is performed by Miyavi.. This song is really cool. And now that I think about it, the majority of the song I've uploaded ar all  quiet, slow songs ( ya know what I mean?). Guess I'll try to upload something different next time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps DingYing, thank you so much for your comment :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; damn this f*cking box that keeps messing with my songs.. Kimi Ni Negai Wo isn't this slow, and Miyavi's voice isn't exactly like this :@ But I'll leave it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-8958355963356557966?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8958355963356557966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=8958355963356557966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/8958355963356557966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/8958355963356557966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-to-do-now.html' title='What to do now'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdTqGMFjUjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Q60uoQdPwSw/s72-c/miyavi+04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-6606112043735587672</id><published>2007-02-12T20:58:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:40.766-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and now i have to sleep early'/><title type='text'>Thoughts and Tears from Polaris</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about what I could write here, because sometimes I just can't stand shitty talk and want to go serious. And then I've started to think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is really important to me, after all??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Perhaps I'm thinking about this today because it was my first day as a high school senior. And while my teachers were talking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vestibular &lt;/span&gt;(here where I live is an exam that you have to do to enter the university of your choice, unlike in the US we don't have interviews or ours whole life's grades exposed to see if we are good enough, so basically what gets you in college is a super nerve-racking exam..) I was thinking that now more than ever it's time to set my goals before me and bust my ass to get them. And it's  kind of strange and somewhat frightening that  starting now I'll be the one  in charge of  how  my life leads on and that if I fail it's going to be exclusive my fault (I guess it's kind of harsh to say it like this, but this is how I think ''the thing is'', ya know?). But at the same  time that I'm scared of not making the right choices or failing (and I don't know wich one is worse) I'm so excited to reach what's ahead of me and to be able to finally do what I've always dreamt of. Pretty confusing, isn't it?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdDqqMFjUiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/CZATB1i9npA/s1600-h/Nicholas+Teo+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdDqqMFjUiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/CZATB1i9npA/s200/Nicholas+Teo+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030778794292761122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, to light up the mood a bit I'm going to upload a beautiful music from a very cool tawainese dorama called  Smiling Past. Well enjoy then the song, wich is called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tears from Polaris&lt;/span&gt;, performed by Nicholas Teo!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdDqDsFjUhI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XxmNDmjM1jc/s1600-h/Nicholas+Teo+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for you to know some of things that I like I'm going to leave here at this post the link to Jane Goodall's site. For those who may not have heard of her, Jane Goodall is a lot of things. But she's specially known for her forty-something study of the chimpanzees' social and family lifes, and also founding the Jane Goodall Institute for Wildlife Research, Education and                  Conservation, she has also writen a couple of books. Anyway, she's really cool and by clicking on this &lt;a href="http://www.janegoodall.org/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; you'll acess her site and in the main page you'll be able to click to listen her lecture on 2006's Earth Day. It's very cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&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/2622819230820131911-6606112043735587672?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6606112043735587672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=6606112043735587672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/6606112043735587672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/6606112043735587672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/thoughts-and-tears-from-polaris.html' title='Thoughts and Tears from Polaris'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RdDqqMFjUiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/CZATB1i9npA/s72-c/Nicholas+Teo+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-2864673495206018010</id><published>2007-02-08T01:32:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:41.364-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Royal Treatment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rcvdi8FjUJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/fVjDidV6A4s/s1600-h/royal.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rcvdi8FjUJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/fVjDidV6A4s/s200/royal.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029357001203994770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys! Today I received some wonderful news.. I opened my e-mail today and there in my inbox I was told that someone wrote a comment for y blog, yee! Okay, I've already received a comment before, but it was from my best friend and she'll love no matter what crap I write here so.. Anyway, I was really happy to know that someone actually saw my little blog! I hope Mr John Doe will visit me here more times and tat other people will start visiting here as well! I know, you must be thinking &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rcxf4sFjUKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/xGxx4IyQ6jE/s1600-h/yoshiki11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rcxf4sFjUKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/xGxx4IyQ6jE/s200/yoshiki11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029500311377760418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;''My god, this girl is really pathetic, look how damn excited she is about this"...&lt;br /&gt;And I have some good news today! While I was randomly reading some threads of a forum I saw some awesome news! It seems that Gackt and Yoshiki are going on tour together in the US! I was really excited about that, even though I'd prefer then touring at Europe, to be more precise, in London from the 8th of July to 5th August, because  I'll be &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rcxf_cFjULI/AAAAAAAAAM8/-ZOoFeKHuB8/s1600-h/M2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rcxf_cFjULI/AAAAAAAAAM8/-ZOoFeKHuB8/s200/M2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029500427341877426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there  this period,  but that's okay I guess..  I don't have the insides of this news, however, because I still didn't finish reading the thread at the forum, but  as soon as I  finish it I'll let you guys know. Anyway, I uploaded a really cool song, calleg Leeca, that Gackt and Yoshiki recorded together, so go and check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-2864673495206018010?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2864673495206018010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=2864673495206018010&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/2864673495206018010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/2864673495206018010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/royal-treatment.html' title='Royal Treatment'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rcvdi8FjUJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/fVjDidV6A4s/s72-c/royal.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-723454188768990108</id><published>2007-02-05T14:20:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:41.698-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quack quack</title><content type='html'>Hey there y'all it's been a while since I last posted but that's only because I have no idea for posts lately.. Well, but I guess that I can tell that I am preparing a little something huhuhu (evil laugh) and I hope that I'll have finished most of this by the end of this week because next monday my classes start again! And I would be only more excited if someone told me I was going to Japan next week to meet all of my idols, because I'm so bored that I can't stand anymore.. So let me see; both Top Chef AND America's Next Top Model ended the way I want with the victory of Harold and Danielle, yeee ! And this week's episode of Shonen Club was cool, I liked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Summary&lt;/span&gt;, the mini bike race and the guest's song, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RcdQoHlemuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tz5zmoPmh_0/s1600-h/Nagase+Tomoya+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RcdQoHlemuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tz5zmoPmh_0/s320/Nagase+Tomoya+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028076159143680738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but I really wanted more Ya-Ya-yah action you know... And I uploaded a really cool song to my box today! It's a song from a dorama called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mukodono 2003, &lt;/span&gt;and though this drama isn't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; cool this song really is. And plus: the song (called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Omae Ya Nai To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Akannen&lt;/span&gt;) is performed by the lead actor of this jdrama, who is no one less than Nagase Tomoya, the lead singer of TOKIO!!! So enjoy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-723454188768990108?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/723454188768990108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=723454188768990108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/723454188768990108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/723454188768990108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/quack-quack.html' title='Quack quack'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RcdQoHlemuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tz5zmoPmh_0/s72-c/Nagase+Tomoya+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-2754484280610281759</id><published>2007-01-31T00:12:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:42.613-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rumming to myself: kokoro karada mera mera...'/><title type='text'>誕生日おめでとうYabu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb_u5M8VAHI/AAAAAAAAABw/9xNUE1UGXqo/s1600-h/Yabu+Kota+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb_u5M8VAHI/AAAAAAAAABw/9xNUE1UGXqo/s400/Yabu+Kota+03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025998375662977138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today it's a very special day, isn't it? (To think I only got to know who you are last year when I switch my TV to NHK's channel hoping to see Gackt). For today it's Yabu Kota's birthday!! He's now turning 17 years old :D And I really wished that I knew him in person to be able to congratulate him and to say all the rubbish that people say to each other in birthdays (though if I were to do that I would have done it twelve hours ago, if of course, Yabu didn't mind me waking him up at midnight). Anyway, I hope that he'll be able to achieve everything that he wants not only yoday but every single &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb_wWM8VAKI/AAAAAAAAACI/mZElYFupSAk/s1600-h/imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb_wWM8VAKI/AAAAAAAAACI/mZElYFupSAk/s200/imagem.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025999973390811298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;day of his life :D So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誕生日おめでとうYabu! (and this is supposed to mean ''Happy Birthday Yabu")&lt;br /&gt;And now, since it's such a special day I've uploaded on my box Yabu singing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arashi no Carnival&lt;/span&gt; on Christmas Eve at Shonen Club, and also Ya-Ya-yah singing&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb_xhc8VAMI/AAAAAAAAACY/IzmSn1_zcYw/s1600-h/imagem3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb_xhc8VAMI/AAAAAAAAACY/IzmSn1_zcYw/s320/imagem3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026001266175967426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Itoshi no Playgir&lt;/span&gt;l, I like both these songs a lot, so I hope you'll enjoy it too :D But since box.net is messing with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arashi no Carnival&lt;/span&gt;, making it slower and Yabu's voice waay thick I'm going to delete this one u.u~ sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-2754484280610281759?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2754484280610281759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=2754484280610281759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/2754484280610281759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/2754484280610281759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/yabu.html' title='誕生日おめでとうYabu!'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb_u5M8VAHI/AAAAAAAAABw/9xNUE1UGXqo/s72-c/Yabu+Kota+03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-3402318085070445334</id><published>2007-01-30T14:46:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:43.095-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wondering who would name their male kid &apos;&apos;vaness&apos;&apos;'/><title type='text'>Trouble in Paradise</title><content type='html'>Don't know why, but lately I've been really picky about the things I read. A while ago, every single manga, fanfic, book or whatever that I read was ''one of my favorites'', but now I find myself complaining about most of things that I read, and deleting quite a pack of things of my computer. But I guess this can be a good thing right? For example, some years ago, every time that I saw a Sailor Moon's picture anywhere in the net (and I mean it, you guys can't imagine how many pictures of Sailor Moon I used to have, lame, I know..) I would save them. Didn't matter if they were pretty or damn-ugly, high or super low quality, gigantic or so small that one couldn't even see the picture.. My point is, I think I've found myself fed up with loving every manga that I read only because it's a manga, do you get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb9qY88VAEI/AAAAAAAAABM/Oggf1Z_2BFM/s1600-h/Lee_hom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb9qY88VAEI/AAAAAAAAABM/Oggf1Z_2BFM/s320/Lee_hom.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025852686077329474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And today we're starring my box widget!! And for a veeery good start I'm posting a music that I simply love: Leehom Wang's Yi Shuo Jian Dan De Qin Ge (aka A Simple Song), go and listen to it! Talking about Leehom, he was the one that played the opening song for Peach Girl's live&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb9s0s8VAGI/AAAAAAAAABk/mUu4_JGnxf8/s1600-h/1by1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb9s0s8VAGI/AAAAAAAAABk/mUu4_JGnxf8/s200/1by1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025855361841954914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; action, I haven't watched it yet, but I want to, even though that the one who plays Kairi (Ah Li, since is a Taiwanese version) is no one less than Vaness Wu and that Kairi is supposed to be hot... I mean, Vaness is kind of cool, but you know... And now that I think about it, the guy who plays Touji (Dong Shi in this version) is called Kenji Wu, wonder if he and Vaness are related.. Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-3402318085070445334?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3402318085070445334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=3402318085070445334&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/3402318085070445334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/3402318085070445334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/trouble-in-paradise.html' title='Trouble in Paradise'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rb9qY88VAEI/AAAAAAAAABM/Oggf1Z_2BFM/s72-c/Lee_hom.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-1633528165817191289</id><published>2007-01-24T23:00:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:43.574-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men in trees'/><title type='text'>Judges can't judge</title><content type='html'>Oh man... This sucks so much.. I was watching what was supposed to be Top Chef's last episodes.. And then they make a twist (it wasn't really a surprise, I mean, reality TV always try &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rbf0Ps8VACI/AAAAAAAAAA0/frc3N9oO5Ig/s1600-h/topchef_desktop_thumb%255b1%255d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rbf0Ps8VACI/AAAAAAAAAA0/frc3N9oO5Ig/s320/topchef_desktop_thumb%255b1%255d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023752459954487330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to make a catch at the finale) and the quickfire challenge was going to be eliminatory.. And though Dave kicked ass he went home and that Tiffani bitch stayed... So unfair.. Well, at least I still have hope in the human race and believe that Harold will win... Man.. I hate this.. My mood is bad right now though, but uTorrent is working pretty damn good all day long, so I guess I can't complain much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-1633528165817191289?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1633528165817191289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=1633528165817191289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/1633528165817191289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/1633528165817191289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/judges-cant-judge.html' title='Judges can&apos;t judge'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/Rbf0Ps8VACI/AAAAAAAAAA0/frc3N9oO5Ig/s72-c/topchef_desktop_thumb%255b1%255d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622819230820131911.post-7187984882641307783</id><published>2007-01-23T23:33:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:35:44.101-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='off to watch C.S.I.'/><title type='text'>Ladies and Gentleman</title><content type='html'>So it's opening night! Yee..! So to all you folks reading this, I just want to say: thank you for visiting my blog! I've always wanted to do this type of thing and now I am!! Okay, let's behave properly. So, I welcome you all to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's Vicious&lt;/span&gt;, and I hope you all visit me again! I intend to put some asian dramas summarys here, as well as actors, singers and bands info..  And if possible, I'll also try to post photos and songs here, and I hope you'll enjoy them all... Well, I guess that's it.. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RbavR88VABI/AAAAAAAAAAk/G5IRI-22Pf8/s1600-h/kawaii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RbavR88VABI/AAAAAAAAAAk/G5IRI-22Pf8/s320/kawaii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023395157330165778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a good start, a Gackt's picture is mandatory..&lt;br /&gt;You don't have any idea how much I worship this&lt;br /&gt;guy here... And isn't he super cute?? By the way, I got this image at &lt;a href="http://www.allstarswallpapers.com/"&gt;All Stars Wallpapers&lt;/a&gt;, they have a bunch of pictures there, go take a look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2622819230820131911-7187984882641307783?l=itsvicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7187984882641307783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2622819230820131911&amp;postID=7187984882641307783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/7187984882641307783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2622819230820131911/posts/default/7187984882641307783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsvicious.blogspot.com/2007/01/ladies-and-gentleman.html' title='Ladies and Gentleman'/><author><name>Sere</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cBFfSWqWNTY/RbavR88VABI/AAAAAAAAAAk/G5IRI-22Pf8/s72-c/kawaii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
