<?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-8261851280689142063</id><updated>2012-02-07T00:58:42.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood is Awesome</title><subtitle type='html'>so awesome</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-2491401221903478330</id><published>2012-02-07T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T00:58:42.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wipe out event</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I want to win. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-2491401221903478330?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/2491401221903478330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2012/02/wipe-out-event.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/2491401221903478330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/2491401221903478330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2012/02/wipe-out-event.html' title='Wipe out event'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-5441525127070508157</id><published>2011-11-10T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T00:43:15.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Vanilla's hanging in my room with Connor and we've been singing. I'm really good. Just the other day, Vanilla and I went out. Actually, as much as I like her and all, I didn't want to go on that date because we were to watch a movie about cats. I HATE CATS! &amp;gt;:\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-5441525127070508157?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/5441525127070508157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/11/singing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5441525127070508157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5441525127070508157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/11/singing.html' title='Singing'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-4457535889099331903</id><published>2011-11-06T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T01:49:20.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Jin huh? Never really thought about our relationship... To me, he's just some irritating, love-sick, and bored little mother fucker. I'm sure the famous run and cahse during middle school was just a result of his boredom. I thought he was really pitiful and I played along. Since we're childhood friends and all. he must've missed the old times. But I was really mad, like &lt;em&gt;mad&lt;/em&gt; during those times. So I chased my heart out. Also, when I finally entered WCA, it was OBVIOUS he missed me. He's a faggot after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;He immediately approached me and asked to hang out. It's been a while since I spoke in Jupiterian. Then I don't know how but we started hanging out for real. Must've been the fact that we used to do that. Everything's back to normal, apart from the 'run-and-chase' thing. Like hell I'd waste my energy chasing him again. We kinda get along even though I'm irritable and he's annoying. Just like his fucking fiance. The both of them are annoying, it's like they were made for each other. I run to him for advices once in a while. He's actually quite good at giving them. Jupiterians mostly get along with other Jupiterians, except for special situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-4457535889099331903?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/4457535889099331903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/11/jin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/4457535889099331903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/4457535889099331903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/11/jin.html' title='Jin'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-6325281950676768072</id><published>2011-10-26T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T23:34:50.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Gunn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Your wish is my command but it tastes like Errol Diamond. I wish my mother was alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-6325281950676768072?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/6325281950676768072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/10/re-gunn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6325281950676768072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6325281950676768072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/10/re-gunn.html' title='Re: Gunn'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-188316907610593389</id><published>2011-10-12T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T00:20:15.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about the body</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Hameka's body is my type. 100%. If we weren't childhood friends then I'd probably hit on her. &lt;strike&gt;Tomboy&lt;/strike&gt; Lesbo or not. I can't say she has an ugly face. It's bearable. Actually, if you put Mystique's or Ruby's personality on her then she'd probably be close to perfection. But no, the universe is one strange place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;So yeah, boobs, ass, hips, legs and a cute face, those are my ideal body type for girls. But it doesn't necessarily mean that I'd want that as my lover's body. Can't choose who I fall in love with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I'm good with my body. I don't get insecure unlike Ceika-dude. I have abs that women love and nicely toned muscles. Although maybe I'd like to get taller. Lee's aren't really tall.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-188316907610593389?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/188316907610593389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-all-about-body.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/188316907610593389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/188316907610593389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-all-about-body.html' title='It&apos;s all about the body'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-8317880376503937129</id><published>2011-10-04T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T02:35:01.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murderous intent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I'd fucking kill all those who stand against me. If my royal adviser DARE say something against my words, I'll slaughter him. If the people DARE not bow down to me, I'll electrocute them all. If I don't get what I want, I'd stab my servant's eyes with chopsticks and pin their knees using knives and forks. How dare them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Come to think of it...I'm a gentle monarch, aren't I?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-8317880376503937129?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/8317880376503937129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/10/murderous-intent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8317880376503937129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8317880376503937129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/10/murderous-intent.html' title='Murderous intent'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-7639059175517639917</id><published>2011-09-25T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T16:18:03.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;So far I've been to the amusement park, went to a mystery place, trained for the athletics club and now I'm going to gaming planet and play games. I'm tired. I wanna go home. Maybe I should join Jin's Lotus club...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-7639059175517639917?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/7639059175517639917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/09/beat.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7639059175517639917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7639059175517639917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/09/beat.html' title='Beat'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-3993676064791456998</id><published>2011-09-06T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T22:39:16.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong move</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I might've just made the wrong move. But I'm not giving up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-3993676064791456998?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/3993676064791456998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/09/wrong-move.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/3993676064791456998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/3993676064791456998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/09/wrong-move.html' title='Wrong move'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-8333007829868830919</id><published>2011-09-04T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T05:49:57.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lee who hates me the most</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6G4IqcV4rSM/TmKfi9WL0uI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/lxqJop5Ozzs/s1600/queenofjupiter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6G4IqcV4rSM/TmKfi9WL0uI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/lxqJop5Ozzs/s320/queenofjupiter.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;You think the Lee family love each other? No. This one hates me. Do you know who she is? It's Wikumiku. Sweetu's mother. This is how she looks now. She used to tie her hair like Kajishi's. She hates me because I'm the son of an exiled prince. I can't even enter the palace to visit Sweetu. Same with Kajishi. It's that bloody damn git's fault (you know who I'm talking about) why we're treated like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I don't even fucking know why he got exiled. Even great grandpa wouldn't tell me. This is why I don't respect the royal family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-8333007829868830919?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/8333007829868830919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/09/lee-who-hates-me-most.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8333007829868830919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8333007829868830919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/09/lee-who-hates-me-most.html' title='The Lee who hates me the most'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6G4IqcV4rSM/TmKfi9WL0uI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/lxqJop5Ozzs/s72-c/queenofjupiter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-5261933172568424879</id><published>2011-08-28T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T00:52:19.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Ha ha ha. I've joined tons of clubs. And to Vanilla who kept complaining. I joined because I was interested in those activities. And about studying...You think I've forgotten about our silly little bet? That was for the whole year you mother fuckers. I've been studying my ass off during my free time (yes, I have a free time) remember those silent moments of mine? I try to sneak in a studying "session"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I usually don't care about grades. But this time there's something in the line. It's a bet and whoever wins orders the other two to do something. muhahahaha I can't wait to win... &amp;gt;:3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-5261933172568424879?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/5261933172568424879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/08/school-activities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5261933172568424879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5261933172568424879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/08/school-activities.html' title='School activities'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-8065706454011458645</id><published>2011-08-20T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T17:02:03.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo from childhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1pnqDwLo6E4/Tk92kQTdz0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/NQr65OCxTNA/s1600/childhood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1pnqDwLo6E4/Tk92kQTdz0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/NQr65OCxTNA/s320/childhood.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Ah. I found it. No, actually Kajishi found it and sent it to me. How nostalgic. These were the times when Hameka thought she was a boy and she also thought Lanfan was a girl. She even kept calling him 'The princess' I was confused back then but I was a kid. I just went with it. I miss playing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-8065706454011458645?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/8065706454011458645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/08/photo-from-childhood.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8065706454011458645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8065706454011458645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/08/photo-from-childhood.html' title='Photo from childhood'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1pnqDwLo6E4/Tk92kQTdz0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/NQr65OCxTNA/s72-c/childhood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-5864734784463563001</id><published>2011-08-15T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T23:52:29.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>middle school in Jupiter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;At 12 I was in Middle school with Jin. Everyday, that guy irritate me and make ways for me to chase him. He must really love me. I mean, why go through everyday being chased by your childhood friend? Yeah, he's in love with me. He might give off the aura of being in love with Hameka, but really, that's just his way of hiding the fact that he's gay and he likes me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;The only big thing that happened to me happened just recently. I got myself a girlfriend. But why do I feel like this is not the first time? Can't fucking recall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Oh right, I went on a killing spree when I was around 10 or 11. Rebel days... I should go on one right now, I miss it. The faces of people begging for me not to kill them. The blood spattering everywhere. The police looking frustrated trying to look for a person who looks like a killer. What an awesome disguise I have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Well aren't I awesome? Not only did girls fall for me back in my day, a guy, and a childhood friend at that, was and IS STILL in love with me. I went on a killing spree. And I got myself a girlfriend. Yes. I am awesome indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-5864734784463563001?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/5864734784463563001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/08/middle-school-in-jupiter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5864734784463563001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5864734784463563001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/08/middle-school-in-jupiter.html' title='middle school in Jupiter'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-2987038853290294695</id><published>2011-08-01T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T02:52:29.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th theme (i don't know what it's called)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;This person...by now I should already know him/her. But honestly, I don't. I guess this person is mostly quiet. But I'm not too sure. He/she ain't picky with food, I heard. To me, he/she's this tiny, precious looking, evil person deep within. I bet he/she's a bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-2987038853290294695?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/2987038853290294695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/08/4th-theme-i-dont-know-what-its-called.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/2987038853290294695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/2987038853290294695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/08/4th-theme-i-dont-know-what-its-called.html' title='4th theme (i don&apos;t know what it&apos;s called)'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-17737043020681431</id><published>2011-07-30T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T21:45:30.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I'm in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I've been obsessing about her since I figured I was in love with her. Her voice is pleasant to listen to despite all the complaining. She's usually the happy type. She's a little on the dumb side when it comes to non-academic related stuff, but who am I to say that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Her hair is short. Eyes are big. Fair complexion. Personality wise, she's okay to hang out with. I think she's kinda manipulative and easily gets distracted especially if it involves things she would like. She's kinda spoiled but she knows how to balance that. She's uhh... right, friendly. She talks a lot. But I can handle that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;All in all, she's not someone I'd easily get angry with. Although everything about her seem annoying to everyone in class, I don't get sick of her. We get along great. I love her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-17737043020681431?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/17737043020681431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/07/yes-im-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/17737043020681431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/17737043020681431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/07/yes-im-in-love.html' title='Yes I&apos;m in love'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-2468075312200893773</id><published>2011-07-25T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T01:04:21.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Just a Neptunian. With weird fucking powers. Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-2468075312200893773?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/2468075312200893773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wanna-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/2468075312200893773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/2468075312200893773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wanna-be.html' title='I wanna be...'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-7991919047631460595</id><published>2011-07-11T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T20:54:09.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I hold my liquor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-7991919047631460595?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/7991919047631460595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/07/can-i-hold-my-liquor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7991919047631460595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7991919047631460595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/07/can-i-hold-my-liquor.html' title='Can I hold my liquor?'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-7414635356124908462</id><published>2011-05-27T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T15:19:15.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I'm in the same house as Vanilla. I finally saw her. I'm seated near fag and lesbo. Yes, this term would be interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-7414635356124908462?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/7414635356124908462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/05/same.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7414635356124908462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7414635356124908462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/05/same.html' title='Same...'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-208282995569409492</id><published>2011-05-08T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T23:40:15.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Vanilla...She said she'd be visiting Jupiter, but then she got called by the school for some student council camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I'm so bored. Got nothing to do at home. -_- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-208282995569409492?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/208282995569409492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/05/still-waiting.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/208282995569409492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/208282995569409492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/05/still-waiting.html' title='Still waiting'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-1117488196551189892</id><published>2011-03-15T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:19:57.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best birthday ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Y6FN9DKL3I8/TX-DNX9GbRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xGw4KlTbVQA/s1600/Kaisbday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Y6FN9DKL3I8/TX-DNX9GbRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xGw4KlTbVQA/s320/Kaisbday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;*chuckles* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-1117488196551189892?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/1117488196551189892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-birthday-ever.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1117488196551189892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1117488196551189892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-birthday-ever.html' title='Best birthday ever'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Y6FN9DKL3I8/TX-DNX9GbRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xGw4KlTbVQA/s72-c/Kaisbday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-6932276425816905145</id><published>2011-02-27T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T04:13:20.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popping the question</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;:O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-6932276425816905145?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/6932276425816905145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/02/popping-question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6932276425816905145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6932276425816905145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/02/popping-question.html' title='Popping the question'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-3724972562121776546</id><published>2011-01-19T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T19:36:40.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I'd be a bounty hunter if not a cop. I enjoy being a cop though. But being a bounty hunter would give me permission to kill and for MONEY! Went back to Jupiter this break. mah, same old stuff. I was invited to go to Pluto but I refused 'cause I don't know how to skate. Sucks for Lanfan, I heard he tripped like fuck. HAHAHAHHAH!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/TTbLFA-O4kI/AAAAAAAAAEM/dbj_umK6SMw/s1600/kai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/TTbLFA-O4kI/AAAAAAAAAEM/dbj_umK6SMw/s320/kai.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Photo time: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-3724972562121776546?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/3724972562121776546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/01/id-be-bounty-hunter-if-not-cop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/3724972562121776546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/3724972562121776546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2011/01/id-be-bounty-hunter-if-not-cop.html' title=''/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/TTbLFA-O4kI/AAAAAAAAAEM/dbj_umK6SMw/s72-c/kai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-5031473742048954804</id><published>2010-12-17T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T16:20:23.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Eh you know who he is. Vanilla kept blabbing about him before when we were young. Look at his very great timing, he sent me a letter on letter week. Would you look at that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Kai,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How are you my boy? Are you doing well at school? You better. I'm paying for you. How's Vanilla? Bet that made your heart raise. Someone unknown to me sent me a letter saying that I should write to you. So here I am. I don't do this everyday so you better be thankful. Actually, I don't do this at all. You must be shocked. I'm so good at shocking people. Figuratively and Literally.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was on one of my researches and I found out that both you and Vanilla have blogs. Technology these days. Well it's good that I can see what you guys have been doing. Okay, this is getting a little uncomfortable. Have you ever wondered about your grand father? I bet you haven't. For your little information, yes, he does exist. And we don't have a clue as to where he is. You see, he likes to go on those little journeys. He doesn't even speak to me, his father. That pest! Unlike his other brother (Vanilla's grand father) who obeys me that grand father of yours is JUST-- I won't say profane words here. Anyway, it is good that you solely obey me. Don't follow your grand father's foot steps. Follow mine. Or Vanilla's grand father.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S You are not a ninja and I am not your ninja master. But then again, that is not a bad idea. Send my love to your sister and Vanilla and tell her to send it to Taka as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yon Ry"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Hmm, come to think of it, I never really ever wondered about my grand father. Not like I care about him. Never met him anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-5031473742048954804?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/5031473742048954804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/12/great-grandpa.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5031473742048954804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5031473742048954804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/12/great-grandpa.html' title='Great Grandpa'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-8791621491741147943</id><published>2010-12-12T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:10:55.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I'm jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-8791621491741147943?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/8791621491741147943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/12/yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8791621491741147943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8791621491741147943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/12/yes.html' title='Yes'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-5631753963005937102</id><published>2010-12-06T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T21:06:24.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Kajishi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Uuuhhh... I finally managed to hack this twit's blog. &amp;gt;:) Anyway, he's been blabbing about the most fucking thing out of all the fucking thing's he's said. He suddenly gave me a call and you know what he told me? He said he's a ninja!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Kajishi: *phone rings* What the? Kai's calling at this time of the night?? I wonder what he wants...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;*Answers the phone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Kaijishi: WHAT!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Kai: Hey, I finally know what I am...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Kajishi: Oh my Gosh! You finally realised you're a bear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Kai: Bear? The hell with that. I'm a NINJA! I'm a fucking Ninja!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Kajishi: *laughs but holds it in* Oh, a ninja, that's a good one! PAHAHHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Kai: I'm not lying! You know who my boss is? It's grandpa. It all fits in together. He gives me lots of orders, right? And I love killing so much. I'M A NINJA!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Kajishi: Good night, sister!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Kai: SISTER? I'M A NINJA! NINJA I SAY!!!!! H-hello? Kajishi? Are you there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Obviously I hung up on him. Ninja! PAHAHAH! What the hell has he been readi-- naah, he doesn't read. I gave Lanfan a call to check things up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Lanfan: Kajishi? WAAAH~ You gave me a call~ It's been a while, How's my cute widdle Kajiiishiiii :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Kajishi: I know you're making a cute-cat face over there. Quit it, it's disgusting. I can feel it from here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Lanfan: &amp;gt;:w Chh! Meanie. Anyway, what made you call me? Missing meeee? :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Kajishi: I said stop it with the face. It's gross! I called you to go check what Kai has been up to. He gave me a call a while ago declaring himself a...a... *laughs* a Ninja! HHAHHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Lanfan: Oh...that... Yeah, he's been reading this comic about ninja and he was captivated and stuff. He's been ignoring me at one point then comes to me saying he's an awesome ninja... -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I also hung up when he stopped speaking. What the hell, I have psycho relatives. FML!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-5631753963005937102?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/5631753963005937102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-kajishi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5631753963005937102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5631753963005937102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-kajishi.html' title='This is Kajishi'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-8331287833913316672</id><published>2010-11-28T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T22:09:13.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I'm not saying that I'm defenceless when it comes to them. They are just fucking creepy. I didn't really hate them at first. Truth be told, Harumaki was the one who's really afraid of them. Without any reason. THIS IS NOT HEREDITARY or something. I have my reasons of hating them. I was in 1st year middle school in Egg academy. I was on my way home and this thing which I found cute was just there sitting in one corner looking so hungry. I pretty much like animals but this one, OH THIS ONE. This one was really different. I pitied the fool because it looked really hungry. Good thing I had some left over snack with me. So I gave him some snack and you know what it did? I grabbed it but it scratched me! It fucking scratched my delicate smooth skin! It hissed at me and quickly grabbed the food while I was just there, bleeding and staring blankly in space... Never again did I hold a cat! NEVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-8331287833913316672?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/8331287833913316672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/11/meow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8331287833913316672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8331287833913316672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/11/meow.html' title='Meow'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-8220930784840009103</id><published>2010-11-25T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T02:55:38.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The other side to the story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Ceika-dude probably told you how he met me. It just so happened that he ALSO was the first person I met that's from WCA. He told you about that dog biting him right? He also told you that I told my mum what really happened. But I didn't tell her the whole story. And what Ceika-dude told you was only 3/4 of the story. I saw the dog all behaved and thought he was really nice. So I tried petting it and I was correct, he was nice. So I invited the cry-baby to pet the dog too. In truth, the dog really was a nice chap. But I accidentally did something that made it berserk. While Ceika was petting him in his head, I moved back a little. Then he was touching the dogs torso already and I stepped back again and accidentally stepped on the dog's tail. It happens that Ceika was the one near him that time so he got bitten. Hey, that wasn't on purpose. I felt guilty so I grabbed the kid and ran for it. He didn't see a thing so maybe up until now, he thinks the dog is evil. He most probably think ALL dogs will bite him. Man, that was one big dog. But I know inside my heart that he was nice. Ceika was just a douche deciding to stand there and get bitten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;The story about the girl? I remember her. Back then I was curious who she's related with. Why the hell does she have that potion?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-8220930784840009103?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/8220930784840009103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/11/other-side-to-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8220930784840009103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8220930784840009103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/11/other-side-to-story.html' title='The other side to the story'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-5216691067744666945</id><published>2010-11-21T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T00:23:11.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Like I'd tell you about my first love! PEH! I'm not an idiot to spill my secret, gits! I won't tell you my awesome love story &amp;gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-5216691067744666945?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/5216691067744666945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5216691067744666945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5216691067744666945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-love.html' title='First love?'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-8711816453553422894</id><published>2010-11-05T02:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T02:16:33.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new favourite band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGdGFtwCNBE&amp;amp;ob=av2e"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Mr. Brightside - The Killers&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-8711816453553422894?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/8711816453553422894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-favourite-band.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8711816453553422894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8711816453553422894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-favourite-band.html' title='My new favourite band'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-8235370302341375406</id><published>2010-10-02T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T20:16:50.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;It was almost a date, but then good for nothing Lanfan had to be there and ruin it &amp;gt;: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;We saw Sabrina and that freakishly tall guy together today. Is there something going on? We will see &amp;gt;:3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-8235370302341375406?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/8235370302341375406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/10/date.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8235370302341375406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8235370302341375406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/10/date.html' title='Date'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-7232666254459857740</id><published>2010-09-25T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T00:53:44.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REALLY!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Why am I stuck with people who like pink? I don't like my dance partner. I sense something different about this chick. I don't like it. Besides, she's one of Ceika's lovers. I don't attach myself with those kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-7232666254459857740?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/7232666254459857740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/09/really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7232666254459857740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7232666254459857740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/09/really.html' title='REALLY!?'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-76182977039981856</id><published>2010-09-23T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T00:54:24.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I've been assigned to sit in front! DAMMIT! I can't sleep more. I've been forced to actually listen to the lecture. I can't bare it. The professor said it's either listen or that dreaded teacher timmy detention from before. I thought it was long gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-76182977039981856?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/76182977039981856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/09/more-sleepy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/76182977039981856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/76182977039981856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/09/more-sleepy.html' title='More sleepy'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-7953209657787052173</id><published>2010-09-21T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:32:05.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I really have to post something? It's not like I'm being forced by anyone to post or anything. I did not go back to Jupiter since it's all troublesome. I mean, it's only a week for pete's fucking sake. 'Sides, THAT THING is at my house. UGH*shivers* I can feel it from a far. Maybe I should make Kajishi visit here more. I don't feel that she's safe at Jupiter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I dont fight that much with Kajishi. But she yells and wines a lot. Such a woman! Complaining about where I drop my stuff. What is up with her? Can't she just leave my stuff alone? She must really idolize me and all. She's always doing that. I knew I was an awesome brother. &amp;gt;:3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-7953209657787052173?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/7953209657787052173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7953209657787052173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7953209657787052173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-up.html' title='what up?'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-742877849807214612</id><published>2010-08-22T02:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T02:46:13.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;School makes me sleepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-742877849807214612?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/742877849807214612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/08/sleepy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/742877849807214612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/742877849807214612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/08/sleepy.html' title='sleepy'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-6217254959607631567</id><published>2010-07-20T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T01:17:09.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dedicated to the people in my list.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.jpopasia.com/lyrics/10742/detroit-metal-city/satsugai.html"&gt;THE MURDER SONG&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Lyrics (in english)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I am a terrorist from hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; (will not put this because of respect for mother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; I will carve my dad out tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; I am a terrorist straight out of hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; I don't have a mom or dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; It's because I killed them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; I have neither friends or lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; It's because I killed them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Kill kill kill your close ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Kill kill kill everything kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; (KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Paint your memories in blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; (KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Paint your future in blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Kill kill kill your close ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Kill kill kill everything kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; I have support from hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; This morning my brothers disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; I destroyed my relatives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; I am a terrorist straight out of hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; I have neither brothers nor relatives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; It's because I killed them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; I don't worship and gods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; It's because I killed them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Kill kill kill your close ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Kill kill kill everything kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; (KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Paint your memories in blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; (KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Paint your future in blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Kill kill kill your close ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Kill kill kill everything kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; (KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Paint your memories in blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; Murder it's murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; (KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #38761d;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; MURDERRRRRRRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #868686; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-6217254959607631567?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/6217254959607631567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/07/perfect-song.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6217254959607631567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6217254959607631567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/07/perfect-song.html' title='The perfect song'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-7541017060911163585</id><published>2010-07-17T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T03:19:25.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Hello. Kajishi here. Kai's sister. I've been keeping tabs on this guys blog and it seems that he isn't fond of blogging. The idiot. Why make a blog if you won't blog. Really, this guy passed college exams? ANYWAY, my real purpose on using this blog is to tell a story. I went to Kai's school yesterday. Pretty big.&amp;nbsp; The reason I went back there is because that retard was asking me to deliver his favourite toy panda. Such a girly. He can't live without it. And so, I went. I got lost on the way. Duh! It's a humongous school ground, who wouldn't get lost? Luckily there was a nice dude who told me where to go. Actually, he showed me the way. I said I could do with the instructions, but he insisted on accompanying me. Honestly, am I that unreliable looking? We chatted for a bit. I forgot his name though. Anyway, I hope I see him whenever I visit that place again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-7541017060911163585?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/7541017060911163585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7541017060911163585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7541017060911163585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-visit.html' title='My Visit'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-616773621027688435</id><published>2010-06-13T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T17:55:05.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How sweet are we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/163/a/5/Pose_by_rinco_rinco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/163/a/5/Pose_by_rinco_rinco.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Kai, No matter how many times you tell me no to use your blog, I always will. HAH! You can't stop me. I dont need your room to use your blog, I'm magical.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-616773621027688435?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/616773621027688435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-sweet-are-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/616773621027688435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/616773621027688435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-sweet-are-we.html' title='How sweet are we?'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-2902164110235425600</id><published>2010-05-29T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T21:25:51.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I DONT FUCKING WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL. I'M NOT IN THE MOOD. SCREW YOU, SCHOOL. SCREW YOU!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;and, go make your own blog fag! Dont ever use mine again or I'll kill you. I'M NOT GONNA LEAVE KAJISHI WITH HARUMAKI! NOOOOO!!!! &amp;gt;:[ I AM NOT PLEASED WITH WHAT'S GOING ON.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-2902164110235425600?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/2902164110235425600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/05/lazy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/2902164110235425600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/2902164110235425600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/05/lazy.html' title='Lazy'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-6837345063454883966</id><published>2010-05-18T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:56:40.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/S_KTkJ-CuNI/AAAAAAAAACU/VylCUDIrHCY/s1600/RJL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/S_KTkJ-CuNI/AAAAAAAAACU/VylCUDIrHCY/s320/RJL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Heterochromic fag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-6837345063454883966?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/6837345063454883966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/05/gay.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6837345063454883966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6837345063454883966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/05/gay.html' title='GAY'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/S_KTkJ-CuNI/AAAAAAAAACU/VylCUDIrHCY/s72-c/RJL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-1475582718891099535</id><published>2010-05-02T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:39:23.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kai and Lanfan swam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Kai:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I went swimming a while ago. I HATE IT! I dont fucking know how to! Sabrina taught me but I bet she has something up her sleeve. I dont think she wants to teach me. She just dont want to lose to the competition next time. I bet she wants me to drown! I'll kill her first before she kills me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Lanfan:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Wooh! Swimming. Chillin'. Ladies. Yumyum! I dont know how to swim and someone taught meh. Good thing my instructor was hot :-&amp;gt; I dont care about learning how to swim, I just wanna be taught by my instructor all the friggin time mhmm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-1475582718891099535?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/1475582718891099535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/05/kai-and-lanfan-swam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1475582718891099535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1475582718891099535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/05/kai-and-lanfan-swam.html' title='Kai and Lanfan swam'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-1095083503615020998</id><published>2010-04-04T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T00:50:52.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's EASTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;IT'S FUCKING EASTER. HERE GOES INTER-COUNTRY GAMES AGAIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-1095083503615020998?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/1095083503615020998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-easter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1095083503615020998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1095083503615020998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-easter.html' title='It&apos;s EASTER'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-3981956353057777820</id><published>2010-03-06T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T14:42:47.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sweet Nothings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Hey, Sweetu here. Princess rep of Jupiter :D I came to visit my cousin Kai and Kajishi, since I heard Uncle Harumaki is here already. He really is. But my mother banned me from speaking to him. But I like his attitude. So cool like dad's. Then I saw Kajishi's PC open. There were some perverted stuff there and I figured it wasnt Kajishi using the Holocom. It was a guy. But I wonder why Kai is using her PC when he has one? I saw his blog open. There were stuff about WCA and college and a certain woman who I despise. There was something about pandas and zebras too. Weird guy. The webcam was open as well, I think he was trying to take a picture of himself with a panda. Loser. Anyhoo, whilst writing this, I do not know where the hell Kai is so maybe I'm safe...or not? hmm. This is sort of interesting. Writing your feelings down. Right. I saw Kai opening his school's website and I saw that a Heran (people from Juno) is also a student and is going to be his classmate. It intrigued me 'cause my fiance is also a Heran. He is a nice guy, so maybe this one is also a nice guy? I dunno.... Okay, I just went to the bathroom upstairs and heard some noises in the attic. I checked around and Kai was there, sleeping and hugging a panda toy. HAHA. Such a girly guy. If those were eggs I would punch his balls for taking them from me &amp;gt;:] well, bye for now since I hear him again, He seemed to have woken up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-3981956353057777820?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/3981956353057777820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-sweet-nothings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/3981956353057777820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/3981956353057777820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-sweet-nothings.html' title='Sweet Sweet Nothings'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-1574505664511031334</id><published>2010-02-15T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:25:28.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's so hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;It's so damn hot, so I decided to get a haircut. It crushed my mother's dream. She really wanted a girl so she grew my hair long and that's one reason why people kept calling me a fag. Fucking things. Now I'm all short and curly. It's not a perm, it's natural. So, why am I using Kai's blog again and not make my own? well. I'm a rather lazy guy and truth be told, I'm not all that techie. I always go on journeys as well so, why bother? AND, it is voluntary and not for self-discovery. HAH! What idiot would go on a journey of self-discovery just 'cause a friend suggested it!? ANYWAY, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;I went to visit Harumaki again and took this chance to blog while Kai is snuggling his toy panda. I thought about what I said the other day, about me not knowing that Kai and Harumaki are related. I really never knew. I kept thinking about when suddenly, a thought came to mind. Are Kai and I related? I dont really know. I think we might have the same great-grand mother, but who knows? My full name is Rai Lanfan Kino Jin. Kai's full name is Kai Wei Lee. The Kino family and the Wei Family are cousins. So we're cousins on the mother side? Hmm. I know I'm really cousins with Vanilla. Our Mothers are sisters. Hameka is also my cousin, a real one at that. So does this mean Harumaki and I are not related? I think his full name is...Harumaki Ry Lee. Do I have a great-grand father? I'm at loss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-1574505664511031334?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/1574505664511031334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-so-hot.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1574505664511031334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1574505664511031334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-so-hot.html' title='It&apos;s so hot'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-722641088929243867</id><published>2010-02-14T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:07:52.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oooohhh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I was walking around the neighbourhood and saw lots and lots of pretty girls. I then decided on taking the transporter to go to another country. This time, I had Jupiticans and I can afford the transporter. Then I went to Kai's house to visit m'good friend Harumaki. Honestly, I never knew they were related... And so I barged in. Kajishi was the one who answered the door and greeted me in a hostile way. I asked for Harumaki but she said he went out to the local market. And Kajishi said that she'll be going to the mall with cousin Mintu... I just chilled at the house and watched Ho-v. I looked for food, I searched their fridge and nothing was there but a big box of Mango Ice cream and A jar of spicy chips. Since I hate spicy stuff I went for the Ice cream. I headed back to the living room and ate the Ice cream. Oh what a lazy day... It was hot as well. Almost summer. Where the hell is their AC button!? I kept watching, then I wondered... Where IS Kai? No one said anything about him being out. Kajishi never said anything. Where is he? And why are there no more Ice cream? it's really hot here. It's such a small house too. I went to bathroom but he wasnt there. I checked the garden but he wasnt there either. Where is that man? I checked their attic and he wasnt there. Could he be!? I went to the kitchen and checked the oven. I thought about it... Harumaki is not here, and kajishi hurriedly went out in style when I got here. And there aren't any food in the fridge.&amp;nbsp; Finally, I was brave enough to check it, the oven I mean. They really have a large oven, your average Jupiterian could fit inside. Kai is a smallfry so I thought he might be inside. But he wasnt. It would really be gross if he was roasting inside. Yuck. I kept thinking and thinking. Then I thought, "HE MIGHT BE AT HIS ROOM!" I was so dumb not to check his room. I went up and opened the door to his room, but O_o he wasnt there! Where is that guy? I got scared that I'm alone and all. But i saw that his Laptop was on. And, well, I saw that he was doing this blog thing. I got amused and so I took over and deleted what he wrote. And Here I am :D Aren't I cool?&amp;nbsp; I know I am. HAH! I went to their nearest bathroom in this floor and peed. I heard snoring. Near Kajishi's room. I opened her door and I saw Kai there having his joyous siestas. That fucking guy. He was sleeping all along!? But why the hell is he in Kajishi's room? Suspicious... He was hugging this toy panda, what a girl! It was funny as hell so I took a picture and headed back to his room. I saw this cute fat cat sleeping at the corner of his room and stared while I finish this long blog of mine. The doorbell rang, It must be Harumaki. I'll go get it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;~RAI LANFAN JIN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-722641088929243867?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/722641088929243867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/02/oooohhh.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/722641088929243867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/722641088929243867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/02/oooohhh.html' title='oooohhh...'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-7159418974671836102</id><published>2010-02-03T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:28:02.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oooOOOooooooOOOoooHHhhh,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Yo! This is Harumaki Lee. Kai's FATHER! And this is my first time ever using this thing...weird technology. I found it when I went to Kai's room. Actually, I'm in Kai's room right now and he's sleeping like a cute little kitty on a mat. Now, what? I must say something before this psycho kid wakes up. Aaah~ I'm going to tell you about how Kai became like this... Well one day, a cute little boy was born unto this world of ours and I named him Kai. Hot aye? no? oh well. It was really fine before until he became 6 shellings. What the hell went to that kid's mind? going off and killing citizens, then outsiders then anyone he comes across with!? wtf! I dunno what went on with that child's brains. He even killed me twice or thrice. Of course, I'm immortal, but that incident left me traveling across the universe in teared clothes and hunger :\&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Kai looks so adorable right now. fufufu! This is actually enjoying. let me describe his face while sleeping. Well, his eyes are shut, really relaxed expression, mouth is open with little drools coming out. He is hugging a toy panda by the way, and what is with this guy and his obsession with Zebras? They're not pretty...not pretty at all...and then.. lak,gbklha.lsbta.hgsgaa. aaaaaaah! HEEEEEEEEEELkghsafajkfga,gad,gd-----PPPPP!!! I'm being..kalkhgaa *booms bangs, explodes* ajfbasd,an............................................................................................................................................................................................. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-7159418974671836102?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/7159418974671836102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/02/oooooooooooooooooohhhhh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7159418974671836102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7159418974671836102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/02/oooooooooooooooooohhhhh.html' title='oooOOOooooooOOOoooHHhhh,,,'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-8523175425765725553</id><published>2010-02-01T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:37:08.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dead has risen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Yo! Today, my brother Kai isn't the one who will be blogging but his AMAZINGLY COOL sister would. First off, I would introduce myself. My name is Raye Kajishi Lee. 16 Shellings old. Enough introduction. I'm quite the private person. Besides, it's not as if my brother would let me give all my info. The Bumrat. ANYHOO! Why am I the one blogging? WELL. Our (My) Dad came back fromt his long journey he had and basically, Kai was so shocked that he fainted. So unlike him, I know. He really hates our dad. He went something like this before fainting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;*Kai was watching the Ho-v and I was doing some school work when suddenly...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dad: I'M HOOOOOOME (with all the dirt and what nots all over his body)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Me: Oh, Hi Dad. Long time no see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dad: Did you miss me? did'ja? DID'JA!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Kai: *SCREAAAAAAAAAAAMS* W-WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE ALIVE!? DIDNT I DISPOSE OF YOU A FEW YEARS AGO!!!!!!!? WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU HERE FOR! GO DIE GO DIIIIIEEE!!!!! *grabs a butcher knife, whilst I, run in hiding 'cause he was throwing all the knives we have at home*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dad: Hey, Hey dont do that! Dont you think that's a little bit dangerous? why dont you come up here and give your old man a huuug?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Me: *comes out of hiding and hugs dad*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Kai: Why would I do that? What am I and idiot? get the fucking hell out of here. *screams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Dad: *draws closer and closer to Kai*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;~Kai tried his best to run away from him but he caught up with him and gives Kai a hug and THUS, he fainted~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;SO, that sums it all up, or not. I dunno. CIAO porkchops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-8523175425765725553?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/8523175425765725553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/02/dead-has-risen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8523175425765725553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8523175425765725553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/02/dead-has-risen.html' title='The dead has risen'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-6796615532711879624</id><published>2010-01-11T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T02:25:50.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was forced to do this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;GOD VANILLA IS ANNOYING! She called me and asked me to make a sort of review of Jupiter's place. What am I, the princess representative!? Why the hell should I do this bloody thing!? WHY!?...I did it anyway. &amp;gt;:[ She is so gonna get it later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So, to start off. Jupiter has 3 cities and 5 towns. Obviously, Egg is the sacred shit in this planet. The names of the cities are&lt;b&gt; Ei City, Pomm City and Ovo City. &lt;/b&gt;The towns are gonna be introduced later while i'm explaining the fucking cities. I better get something out of this Vanilla!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;First city is &lt;b&gt;Pomm City&lt;/b&gt;. The Capital city of Jupiter. It is also the largest city in Jupiter, with large towns. The towns found here are &lt;i&gt;Veza town&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Muna Town. &lt;/i&gt;At the centre of each town is the Shrine of Zeus. Aah, the mighty Zeus. People mostly hang out there just basically for fun or to pay respect or whatever shit they'd like to do. In Veza town you could find The Egg Academy. The school system in Jupiter is basically the same with Pluto. Everyone goes to Egg academy, but it's really your choice. But unlike Pluto, Jupiter doesnt have the "when you fail you go to the other academy" sort of thing. You just basically fail. You can go to other schools, but not famous. Veza town and Muna town are your typical town found in an RPG. Yeah, pretty weird huh. But lots of things are found in those towns. Very convenient indeed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Next up is &lt;b&gt;Ei City&lt;/b&gt;. This city is not very big. Forests are not new as well. Lots and Lots of Mountains too. The only town found here is &lt;i&gt;Ou Town&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; The Royal Palace is located in this town in a mountain owned by the Lee Family. It is specifically found at the top of the mountain. My house is by the foot of the mountain. Some other family belonging to the Lee clan are living in this mountain. But Ou town doesnt only have mountains. It has roads too. You could equate this place to a province but isnt really one. There are inns and malls as well. The army are mostly scattered every where in Jupiter. I like arcades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Last city is &lt;b&gt;Ovo City &lt;/b&gt;where the space port is. This city is not found lying in the ground. It is floating above. Anti-gravity baby. Like the ones in Saturn. Though this is the only floating city. The Great Red Spot is also located in this city. It's very windy and sometimes wet at this place, but since it's closer to the sky, the space port was built there. There are also two towns here. I know, why would some windy place have towns. They're called &lt;i&gt;Jaje(ya-ye) Town and Telur Town. &lt;/i&gt;Jaje town is basically the place where it's more windy. But there are still townspeople living there. I dunno why. They're pretty much used to being up in the sky that when they go to other cities, they feel nauseous. It takes some getting used to. The Jet port is also found here. Telur Town is also windy but the place has been secured since the space port is located there. All you could find in Telur town are things that has something to do with space. The Jupiterian Space army's base is there. The people giving infos about the planet's condition are there. SPACE SPACE SPACE. So when you visit Jupiter, the first place you're gonna land on is Ovo City. Then go to Jaja town and take the Jet to get to other cities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Jupiter is really big so dont think that the towns here are small. They are big. The largest city in Pluto is probably not even 1/4 of the Ei City. I'm not sure, you do the math. Honestly, I got loads of things to tell you about Jupiter, But I'm too lazy. You go there and discover stuff. By the way, Ei City is famous for delinquents. And pretty ladies. AND POULTRA'S DUNGEON. &amp;gt;:)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-6796615532711879624?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/6796615532711879624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-forced-to-do-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6796615532711879624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6796615532711879624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-forced-to-do-this.html' title='I was forced to do this...'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-1895955584131320563</id><published>2009-12-16T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:24:08.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Today, I found out that I'm an accidental child. I was conceived accidentally. I have never known that up until now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-1895955584131320563?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/1895955584131320563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/12/accident.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1895955584131320563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1895955584131320563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/12/accident.html' title='Accident'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-6091844582771440222</id><published>2009-11-15T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:10:51.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever happened to this dude?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/Sv_TBx--YdI/AAAAAAAAABc/1SjarL9Bwp4/s1600-h/3926731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/Sv_TBx--YdI/AAAAAAAAABc/1SjarL9Bwp4/s320/3926731.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I found this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7s-IJtWg8Zc"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; about the character South Korea from Himaruya Hidekaz' Axis Powers Hetalia. I personally understand how they feel but come on, I also want this dude to be in the anime. -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-6091844582771440222?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/6091844582771440222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/11/whatever-happened-to-this-dude.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6091844582771440222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/6091844582771440222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/11/whatever-happened-to-this-dude.html' title='Whatever happened to this dude?'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/Sv_TBx--YdI/AAAAAAAAABc/1SjarL9Bwp4/s72-c/3926731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-7627514268540738548</id><published>2009-10-02T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:07:04.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qXo3NFqkaRM" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-7627514268540738548?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/7627514268540738548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7627514268540738548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7627514268540738548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you.html' title='I love you'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-7630893003474907591</id><published>2009-09-27T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T14:13:39.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was like soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;The flood was olive green like soup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-7630893003474907591?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/7630893003474907591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-was-like-soup.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7630893003474907591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7630893003474907591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-was-like-soup.html' title='It was like soup'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-7881254693485692395</id><published>2009-09-18T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T17:30:16.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Sabrina asked me to do a picture of her. That bitch. She doesnt even pay me and she demands for excellency. I swear she's gonna get killed one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-7881254693485692395?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/7881254693485692395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/09/work.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7881254693485692395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/7881254693485692395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/09/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-8521884317000602680</id><published>2009-09-15T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:45:44.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pen Tablet</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Yes! you saw the title. I have taken possession over a wacom pen tablet. HA! I can enhance my art skills now. (yes, I do art. I dont only kill you know. I am one artistically talented egg.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-8521884317000602680?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/8521884317000602680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/09/pen-tablet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8521884317000602680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/8521884317000602680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/09/pen-tablet.html' title='Pen Tablet'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-1091362627275296099</id><published>2009-09-13T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:36:12.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuckles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I have figured this out now. Thanks to my brains and all things great about me. Now, fellow WCA students, give me your URL's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-1091362627275296099?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/1091362627275296099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/09/chuckles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1091362627275296099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/1091362627275296099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/09/chuckles.html' title='Chuckles'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261851280689142063.post-5849648623734371943</id><published>2009-09-13T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:22:13.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Just testing this bloody thing out. How do I make more blogs out of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261851280689142063-5849648623734371943?l=tomatobloody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/feeds/5849648623734371943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/09/testing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5849648623734371943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261851280689142063/posts/default/5849648623734371943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomatobloody.blogspot.com/2009/09/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>bloodytomato</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9_vzUUeay0/SqyQwUOH7sI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GZRsg_Q-1MY/S220/killerbunny.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
