<?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-10452387</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:10:24.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the Line</title><subtitle type='html'>Hello! End of the line is where everything sets everything.. it's about life everyday, and how to deal with it.. sometimes it can be boring, most often it is exciting.. life about a simple girl with radical dreams.. neither good nor bad.. 'Shinigami demo akuma demo nai tada no hitogoroshi sa'..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10452387/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kimmy_makoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06847265576270180588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/darkfray/5ef16c2b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10452387.post-110688418150565947</id><published>2005-01-28T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T11:49:41.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Forgive the Bad ones</title><content type='html'>Everything is a process leading to a result&lt;br /&gt;In order to achieve the best results,&lt;br /&gt;People wrack their brains, clench their teeth,&lt;br /&gt;Apply themselves diligently,&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes even risk their lives&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the result of such efforts are not happy//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears of grief and sobs of anger&lt;br /&gt;The results they strive for were always so,&lt;br /&gt;The truth cannot be known&lt;br /&gt;Only they realized this//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so they assumed the burden of false sin&lt;br /&gt;Living in the darkness where there’s no light&lt;br /&gt;Believing in the WeiB that lives somewhere&lt;br /&gt;In this city that had forgotten kindness// --An Assassin and White Shaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            People can sometimes be cruel.. to hell with liberty, equality and brotherhood! Isn’t it that this was the ideals of French revolution before? Are we still fighting for the same ideal? Or it’ll remain ‘ideally’?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry  is one of the most powerful phrase i &lt;em&gt;believe&lt;/em&gt; existed in this world. But, can you really forgive and forget? What if a murderer massacred your family and say i'm sorry? Would you say "it's alright I forgive you"? What if the person you loved most betrayed you? Can you find the heart to say "don't worry, i forgive you"? Sometimes you just say these words para lang mabawasan kung ano man ang nasa loob ng puso mo.. pero totoo nga ba iyon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lesson i've learned was that to never regret what you did. It's your choice, why feel sorry about it? Hindi naman titigil ang mundo sa isang katulad mo lang na nagkamali. Pero bakit kapag ibang tao ang gumawa ng masama sa iyo, kulang na lang eh isumpa mo ang taong yun. Kulang na lang na sana hindi na siya ipinanganak pa sa mundong ito. Aaminin ko isa ako sa mga taong yun. Kaya nga hindi ko din pinagsisisihan. No regrets ika nga nila. Kasi nagalit na ako. Bahala na kung anong iisipin niya o kung anong iisipin niyo. Ang hirap noh? Pero wag kayong tumulad sa akin.. Lulungkot ang buhay. All i can do right now is look forward and never to make the same mistakes again. At least i've learned. No regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nila, forget about the past. I believed otherwise. My past molded the person I am today. Bitter memories still lingers, yes, but without them, what will I become? Past, either be good or bad, is something that will keep you going even if you there's no more place to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10452387-110688418150565947?l=makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/feeds/110688418150565947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10452387&amp;postID=110688418150565947' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10452387/posts/default/110688418150565947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10452387/posts/default/110688418150565947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/2005/01/never-forgive-bad-ones.html' title='Never Forgive the Bad ones'/><author><name>kimmy_makoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06847265576270180588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/darkfray/5ef16c2b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10452387.post-110691627260200099</id><published>2005-01-24T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:44:32.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a Gay Siya?</title><content type='html'>Another boring day just passed by. Lately, I’ve been so caught up with doing nothing. School-Hospital-Jogging-Bed. That’s what has been occupying me these days. I even wonder if it could pass a what they call a day’s work. If you’re pondering why the title? I was pondering about it too.. until I remember just why..&lt;br /&gt;I’ve just read this wonderful novel Memoirs of a Geisha by Iforgotwhotheauthoris. It was recommended by one of my block mate in college, so I thought I’d read it. Needless to say, I was so engulfed into reading this novel that even at school during lectures I would read it. Then all of a sudden “anirazc”  saw me reading and she squealed like: “Oh, I like that book, it’s very sad/tragic kinda stuff yada yada…” During our break, “dr. noti” asked me.. “Maganda ba yan? Ano ba yan .. Di ba about sa prostitute yan?.. may lalaki sa lalaki ba jan?” Huh? Of course! I laughed my heart out upon hearing that.. who would’ve thought that someone would mistaken geisha to Gay Siya? Silly monkey! Whatever, I respect her too much to really make fun of her which I do most of the time. Really.. it was so silly of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this was how my day will end as of the moment. Ja people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflect on this will ya!:&lt;br /&gt;You’re not a failure until you start blaming everyone else around you.. – Usher Raymond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10452387-110691627260200099?l=makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/feeds/110691627260200099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10452387&amp;postID=110691627260200099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10452387/posts/default/110691627260200099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10452387/posts/default/110691627260200099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/2005/01/memoirs-of-gay-siya.html' title='Memoirs of a Gay Siya?'/><author><name>kimmy_makoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06847265576270180588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/darkfray/5ef16c2b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10452387.post-110688443757450941</id><published>2005-01-24T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T11:53:57.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming Queen *oh well – by boyz II men*</title><content type='html'>Yay! It’s been a while since I’ve written here. Actually this is going to be my very first entry for nth time.. maybe this time I’ll be able to log in as often as I can. Yes! I’m the homecoming queen, not only because I came back from the dead and started to write gibberish stuffs but alas! I’m home once again. Being away too long can kill me sometimes. But I get the hang of it and sometimes I don’t feel like goin home anymore. Y’know? The thought of always goin back to province to be with family and stuffs. I don’t miss that much anymore but since I got back I realized I’ve been missing too much.. too much that it never dawned unto me the thought that my fave guinea pig is pregnant and not homosexual! Hehe.. I’ve always thought kc that I bought two females.. *gets a knife and kill the petshop owner* Nuff sidetrackin’ like what I said.. well I didn’t say anything.. Oh well.. it’s nice to be back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10452387-110688443757450941?l=makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/feeds/110688443757450941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10452387&amp;postID=110688443757450941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10452387/posts/default/110688443757450941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10452387/posts/default/110688443757450941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/2005/01/homecoming-queen-oh-well-by-boyz-ii.html' title='Homecoming Queen *oh well – by boyz II men*'/><author><name>kimmy_makoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06847265576270180588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/darkfray/5ef16c2b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10452387.post-110691704153735686</id><published>2004-12-26T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:57:21.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here it is!!</title><content type='html'>pix from batangas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/darkfray/mt.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/darkfray/mt.jpg&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; me and the mysterious horse *back* rider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/darkfray/b73b8cf2.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/darkfray/b73b8cf2.jpg&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; beautiful taal --- crater niya ito!! bwahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10452387-110691704153735686?l=makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/feeds/110691704153735686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10452387&amp;postID=110691704153735686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10452387/posts/default/110691704153735686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10452387/posts/default/110691704153735686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/2004/12/here-it-is.html' title='here it is!!'/><author><name>kimmy_makoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06847265576270180588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/darkfray/5ef16c2b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10452387.post-110691677514579089</id><published>2004-12-26T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:52:55.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pix from a very long vacation [christmas + headache = crazy ampee]</title><content type='html'>hehe, well i deserve this good ol vacation, ryt? just woke up from a very long sleep.. 12 phwuking hours dat iz!! hehe.. it's christmas and im not even busy unwrapping christmas gifts coz i dont have one. sorry me. well, that's life. it's the thought that counts! at least they [friends, families] greeted me a Merry Christmas with big smile plastered on their faces.. and i gave them a dumbfounded look. I just woke up okay? so what do they expect! a very 'genki' ampee! Nonono [hi ms agir]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anways, i care to show you my luvly pix from batangas.. that's where i spent my xmas vacation.. it was really nice out there and very cold.. and when i say cold i mean it! y'kno seeing your own breath cold! damn it, i didnt bring a jacket! stupid me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here guys!!! happy holidays!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10452387-110691677514579089?l=makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/feeds/110691677514579089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10452387&amp;postID=110691677514579089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10452387/posts/default/110691677514579089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10452387/posts/default/110691677514579089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makoto-kimmy-endoftheline.blogspot.com/2004/12/pix-from-very-long-vacation-christmas.html' title='pix from a very long vacation [christmas + headache = crazy ampee]'/><author><name>kimmy_makoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06847265576270180588</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v644/darkfray/5ef16c2b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
