<?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-9183028381639026098</id><updated>2012-02-12T13:52:16.347+08:00</updated><category term='movie'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Charles Bukowski'/><category term='Lali Puna'/><category term='Norwegian'/><category term='Indie'/><category term='Singer/songwriter'/><category term='Canadian'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Album'/><category term='indie rock'/><category term='Dreampop'/><category term='British'/><category term='Book'/><category term='RWMF'/><title type='text'>Star Catcher</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2284057859791045167</id><published>2011-09-15T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:16:38.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2284057859791045167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2284057859791045167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IxTmftNiDs8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6216142611138093007</id><published>2011-08-16T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:48:25.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6216142611138093007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6216142611138093007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/08/love.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ssliZYZdws/Tkp0vF-PbOI/AAAAAAAABuE/uMfXSbNUThE/s72-c/E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-3549435547627898672</id><published>2011-08-14T22:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T01:24:58.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lazy Sunday; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3549435547627898672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3549435547627898672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/08/lazy-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MSeiqZ1LG14/TklWQ3AzApI/AAAAAAAABts/v6Ll5xGMO0k/s72-c/E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7414791112528371777</id><published>2011-05-16T11:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T15:51:10.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Getting back into the swing of things was a lot harder than I thought it would be. Dear papers, please be kind. I have many months left with you.  Woke up feeling really sick. There is a bug going around and I think I finally got it. I just created this little nest in the corner, with green tea and tissues and Milan Kundera. Milan Kundera once said that if something were to only happen once, it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7414791112528371777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7414791112528371777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/05/getting-back-into-swing-of-things-was.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6563180690253073988</id><published>2011-04-25T17:56:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T23:59:19.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What good is a government that accomplishes nothing, especially a government more concerned with their party's agenda than the good of the people? And how can religion have such a powerful grasp on people that it sends them to take another person's life? Holy fuck on so many levels.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6563180690253073988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6563180690253073988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-good-is-government-that.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6579740138854130351</id><published>2011-04-08T17:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T00:32:42.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>State Election is around the corner. I hate all of the bullshit that goes along with campaigning. That being said, please exercise your rights as a citizen. Vote wisely. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6579740138854130351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6579740138854130351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/state-election-is-around-corner.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-8438389949377983138</id><published>2011-04-07T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:20:36.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8438389949377983138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8438389949377983138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/youtube-video-player.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1GZXVGU9ZR4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-4997988314239085544</id><published>2011-04-06T00:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T11:35:02.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Loss is a funny thing. It bites you in the ass when you're least expecting it. I believe in universal timing. I believe in great paradigm shifts at exactly the right moment.  We had some times, didn't we?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4997988314239085544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4997988314239085544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-believe-in-universal-timing-and-life.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7046213284628775649</id><published>2011-04-05T17:01:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T20:40:45.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Benjamin Francis Leftwich - When You Were YoungI love this cover version.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7046213284628775649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7046213284628775649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/04/benjamin-francis-leftwich-when-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2475811478858977634</id><published>2011-03-27T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T16:37:47.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thoreau wrote that we should take joy in the little things in life. Where can I find the balance in appreciating the world around me but still meeting the standards that I have chosen for myself?I should stop whining and just count my blessings. Be contented with what I have and accept the fact that I don't always get what I want. Or maybe what I want is not really what I need but God only gives </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2475811478858977634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2475811478858977634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6325170843175287528</id><published>2011-03-27T15:16:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T19:36:15.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday;Damai Beach, best friends, Earth Hour, bliss.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6325170843175287528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6325170843175287528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_5938.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IGYbM5jXGnA/TY7-SU6sXyI/AAAAAAAABq8/ECqZH0wPdr0/s72-c/E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-8953405767358561445</id><published>2011-03-13T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T00:53:29.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My heart goes out to all those affected by the tsunamis. I simply cannot imagine how a human being can live through what people over there are living through on all sides. How do you stay sane after witnessing these catastrophes?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8953405767358561445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8953405767358561445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-heart-goes-out-to-all-those-affected.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7925967189157156717</id><published>2011-03-12T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T01:09:23.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Five exams down, and five assignments to go. I am very much looking forward to rekindle friendships and getting back to pastimes that involve less school and work and more irresponsibility. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7925967189157156717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7925967189157156717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfh7x6v-dvI/TXt7QVYjwyI/AAAAAAAABqM/GbsZyAnhjPs/s72-c/E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-5645602204254228887</id><published>2011-03-11T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T16:24:40.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How many people nowadays that give up on a marriage for a lustful affair because they have found love with someone else? And how often is cheating or a lack of devotion justified in the plot of the movies because two characters belong together?Wake up, love. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5645602204254228887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5645602204254228887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-many-people-do-we-see-today-that.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-4962371567600032431</id><published>2011-02-13T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T18:46:56.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4962371567600032431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4962371567600032431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/02/youtube-video-player.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5rv7rABbwvU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2858201493076217684</id><published>2011-02-08T22:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T21:50:15.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know the path: it is straight and narrow. It is like the edge of a sword. I rejoice to walk on it. I weep when I slip. God’s word is this: ‘He who strives never perishes.’ I have implicit faith in that promise. Though, therefore, from my weakness I fail a thousand times, I shall not lose faith.- Gandhi Isn't letting go of something that is holding you back a necessary part of change? I got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2858201493076217684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2858201493076217684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-know-path-it-is-straight-and-narrow.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6862614121025878779</id><published>2011-02-04T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:36:00.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello folks, I am down with chicken pox. And behind on laundry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6862614121025878779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6862614121025878779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello-folks-i-am-down-with-chicken-pox.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6494191370342819210</id><published>2011-01-24T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T20:04:35.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is the point of being alive if you don’t at least try to do something remarkable?- John Green</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6494191370342819210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6494191370342819210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-is-point-of-being-alive-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-3460356950872304749</id><published>2011-01-24T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T18:48:23.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3460356950872304749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3460356950872304749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/TT1WpkVAR0I/AAAAAAAABpY/qIoGQl4Jgg0/s72-c/E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-3552880505294297682</id><published>2010-12-24T14:24:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T18:43:35.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wishing each and everyone a very Merry Christmas. May you be blessed with love, happiness and joy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3552880505294297682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3552880505294297682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/12/wishing-each-and-everyone-very-merry.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-1079425320851755771</id><published>2010-12-05T23:42:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T00:31:46.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been awfully quiet over here.So my blog has been silent because life has been good. Good life means nothing to write about, unfortunately. The more I learn about life, the less I feel like commenting on it. There's so much about this life that you can't talk about. When I get back to school next month, I'll start digging up the philosophy again, though, so no worries. Happy holidays! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1079425320851755771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1079425320851755771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-been-awfully-quiet-over-here.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-3494011808439796767</id><published>2010-11-03T01:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T02:50:01.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beach House - 10 Mile Stereo.My girl crush. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3494011808439796767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3494011808439796767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-8056535317292852311</id><published>2010-10-31T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:23:52.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8056535317292852311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8056535317292852311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/TM2J8jA7M8I/AAAAAAAABnE/NSCkBQpRbTs/s72-c/vonnegut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6395928449602192404</id><published>2010-10-28T22:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T17:10:06.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am I a terrible person for wanting an element of mystery in people? Is it that much to ask for you to be interesting? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6395928449602192404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6395928449602192404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/am-i-terrible-person-for-wanting.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2267667624943884134</id><published>2010-10-25T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T00:04:35.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.- E. 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Cummings</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2267667624943884134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2267667624943884134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-thank-you-god-for-this-most-amazing_25.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7387695957899506184</id><published>2010-10-24T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T22:03:37.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weekend; Good food, beautiful sunset, bad jokes, a happy dog, and us.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7387695957899506184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7387695957899506184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/weekend-good-food-good-beer-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-1675017495816563736</id><published>2010-10-18T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T01:24:06.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1675017495816563736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1675017495816563736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/TLsw5tWuBUI/AAAAAAAABm0/DL4aFHd_N9M/s72-c/8970.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-363997515217709036</id><published>2010-10-18T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T08:34:37.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/363997515217709036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/363997515217709036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-3357784961603140230</id><published>2010-10-18T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T08:35:10.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think back to that day many years ago, listening to that song and you saying the things you said. It's strange how much can change when things feel so much like they were.Happy birthday, love. You are my joy, you are my pain. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3357784961603140230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3357784961603140230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-think-back-to-that-day-many-years-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2327832396079133077</id><published>2010-10-16T17:15:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T21:50:53.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I seek refuge in God from feeling unsettled and from sorrow. Misunderstandings, a lot of unreliability, too many false promises and a blurry future.It's the end of the last week of school. No combination of words can describe just how appreciative I am of this break. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2327832396079133077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2327832396079133077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-seek-refuge-in-allah-from-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7454151506170056801</id><published>2010-10-04T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T23:41:26.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The National - About TodayOh well.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7454151506170056801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7454151506170056801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/national-about-today-oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6496560374643799868</id><published>2010-10-03T20:15:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T21:52:00.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cigarette prices to go up tomorrow? Great.Between final exams, papers, sleep deprivation and feeling brain dead, I haven't had time for much else. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6496560374643799868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6496560374643799868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/cigarette-prices-to-go-up-tomorrow-star.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6118781279506586263</id><published>2010-10-03T17:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T18:06:16.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>World, Say hello to Adam.Baby,I can't wait to come hold you and sing you lullabies.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6118781279506586263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6118781279506586263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/world-say-hello-to-adam.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/TKhVXrtO5MI/AAAAAAAABlY/FbbPfWqp-vg/s72-c/57154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7133158410738964605</id><published>2010-10-02T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:44:05.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7133158410738964605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7133158410738964605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/TKf76e6fQ1I/AAAAAAAABlA/VyQdsP9Weo4/s72-c/5231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2281948789548050749</id><published>2010-10-01T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T22:19:57.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?- John Keats</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2281948789548050749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2281948789548050749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/10/do-you-not-see-how-necessary-world-of.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-9002569015099877075</id><published>2010-09-28T23:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T02:12:46.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Save me from my sickness and tell me why are you like this?Crushed.I feel so melancholy and drained of energy. I like to think I grow on people, unless you catch me on a bad day, then you might have to gather up the courage to come back and allow me to grow on you. I just don't like wasting my time on people who can't do anything but take. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/9002569015099877075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/9002569015099877075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/09/save-me-from-my-sickness-and-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-1279588159607013661</id><published>2010-09-27T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T16:18:14.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just Like Heaven. The lyrics are pure poetry. Why are moments so much more beautiful in retrospect?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1279588159607013661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1279588159607013661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-like-heaven_27.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-5985629447249626806</id><published>2010-09-25T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T21:23:48.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8 years. I forgive you. And all that you've done to me. And all that you've put me through. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5985629447249626806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5985629447249626806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/09/8-years.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-1935426579690508494</id><published>2010-09-22T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T23:14:15.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1935426579690508494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1935426579690508494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7520009635581592404</id><published>2010-09-18T15:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T01:10:27.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday;Sleeping late and just enjoying the day. Do nothing but lying in bed with a good book and read for hours.Sunday;Going tubing with some friends. We'll let the current carry us and the afternoon, away. Monday;Exams. Ok. Deep breath.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7520009635581592404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7520009635581592404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/09/saturday-sleeping-late-and-just.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-5485744972886980848</id><published>2010-09-17T02:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T17:25:25.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5485744972886980848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5485744972886980848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-3102238399618048110</id><published>2010-08-29T01:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T17:14:34.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hiatus.I probably won't be blogging anytime soon because of school and work and all that. Just felt the need to shift my focus and energy on other things for a bit. Happy Fasting, and Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri. Jangan main mercun ok. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3102238399618048110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3102238399618048110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/08/hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7732678032159082674</id><published>2010-08-24T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T12:42:55.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is an ancient Chinese proverb that says you are far more likely to be betrayed by a friend rather than an enemy. I like the Chinese. They make a lot of sense. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7732678032159082674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7732678032159082674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/08/there-is-ancient-chinese-proverb-that.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-3083402087607426868</id><published>2010-08-24T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T02:19:27.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3083402087607426868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3083402087607426868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2935233939004868831</id><published>2010-08-14T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T12:36:38.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Au revoir.Bidding farewell is always such a difficult thing. Yet another friend is moving to the other end of the world. Time and distance are cruel friends.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2935233939004868831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2935233939004868831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/08/au-revoir.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2502691062582210896</id><published>2010-08-08T16:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:44:25.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's a good day. I like days like that, when life is better than your dreams could be. Happier. I met an amazing person, someone who shares many of the interests I enjoy but who is remarkably different in other ways. Can someone crave for both company and solitude at the same time?Close Your Eyes. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2502691062582210896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2502691062582210896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/08/today-is-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-8898948545530086866</id><published>2010-07-31T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T18:19:39.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth. I sat at a table where  were rich food and wine in abundance, an obsequious attendance, but sincerity  and truth were not; and I went away hungry from the inhospitable board. The  hospitality was as cold as the ices.-Henry David Thoreau</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8898948545530086866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8898948545530086866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/07/rather-than-love-than-money-than-fame.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-4139868989403378543</id><published>2010-07-23T15:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T15:19:31.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have never been able to understand time. When I need it the most, it slips by. And otherwise the clock too stands still and mocks at me. All I want is to take in these beautiful fleeting moments. No Turning Back</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4139868989403378543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4139868989403378543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-never-been-able-to-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6912791995475182566</id><published>2010-07-15T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:27:33.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6912791995475182566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6912791995475182566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-8103511584890855108</id><published>2010-07-15T14:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T09:23:38.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.- Haruki Murakami.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8103511584890855108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8103511584890855108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-this-strange-feeling-that-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-588482817479675034</id><published>2010-07-08T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T15:36:50.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RWMF'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SCV;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/588482817479675034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/588482817479675034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/07/scv.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/TDXSaL6oh6I/AAAAAAAABco/yY4HSt1oSCo/s72-c/34975.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-4686159174662316031</id><published>2010-07-08T01:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T19:19:24.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drained.Words seriously cannot describe how out of it I feel, I’m just drained. Despite all my effort and persistence, I have come to accept that I am  living in a world that there is no place for kind hearts. I could complain and be whiny about the never ending chaos here, but I  think I am going to leave at that.Going to SCV tomorrow. I feel like getting shitfaced.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4686159174662316031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4686159174662316031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/07/drained.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-4447890125854652682</id><published>2010-07-06T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:18:05.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interhash was a blast. Weekend well spent by my account.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4447890125854652682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4447890125854652682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/07/interhash-was-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-5053365949906037805</id><published>2010-07-01T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:53:30.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5053365949906037805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5053365949906037805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2080716925643320243</id><published>2010-06-28T19:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:36:48.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want this song playing in the background at some important point in my life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2080716925643320243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2080716925643320243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-want-this-song-playing-in-background_28.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7038350342643258356</id><published>2010-06-27T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T19:57:17.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7038350342643258356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7038350342643258356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/TCc8dcJdNYI/AAAAAAAABcg/ihOKruGcNPI/s72-c/Ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7688450197021115111</id><published>2010-06-25T20:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:14:38.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interhash is coming up next week. Another busy week ahead of me but I am content at this present moment.I'll see you there, hashers!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7688450197021115111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7688450197021115111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/interhash-is-coming-up-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2422605050411921681</id><published>2010-06-19T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T11:26:05.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The past few  days have been a period of introspection where the usual  stimulants are almost too much for my brain to process. My thoughts are  scattered.What do you do when the person who would ever understand you, is  the person you ignore, because understanding you, would  just hurt the person even more?Is it better to be a good person who's  constantly let down by how selfish people are, or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2422605050411921681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2422605050411921681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/past-few-days-have-been-period-of.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-8684974422699609846</id><published>2010-06-18T02:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T03:01:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bliss;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8684974422699609846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8684974422699609846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/bliss.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/TBpwQLdoHEI/AAAAAAAABbw/8At8Z3bEHZQ/s72-c/Sd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-4771238507849838109</id><published>2010-06-17T22:03:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T03:22:29.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think about you and wonder if you really are just another  figment of my imagination. How do you bridge the distance when neither of you are willing to meet   midway? Wake up, dreamer.Blood Bank.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4771238507849838109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4771238507849838109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6899952253398476056</id><published>2010-06-16T14:10:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T01:00:12.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in dire need of a haircut. Well, if you know me at all, you know that this is a huge deal, though you probably won't even notice how much it's grown. Oh vanity has crept into my blog.Dehydrated and feeling pretty rotten today. Wtf, self?Missya.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6899952253398476056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6899952253398476056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-in-dire-need-of-haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7090224107158519543</id><published>2010-06-15T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:07:28.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'd pick you, Fuck it, I do pick you. I want you to come over to my  house in twenty years with your dude and the adopted kids and I want our  fucking kids to hang out and I want to, like, drink wine and talk about  the Middle East or whatever the fuck we're going to want to do when  we're old. We've been friends too long to pick, but if we could pick,  I'd pick you.- Will Grayson, Will Grayson, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7090224107158519543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7090224107158519543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/id-pick-you-fuck-it-i-do-pick-you.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2073782237194872689</id><published>2010-06-14T02:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:47:45.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think we should destroy the bogus capitalist process that is  destroying youth culture - The Radio Dept</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2073782237194872689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2073782237194872689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-think-we-should-destroy-bogus.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2315400285635764627</id><published>2010-06-13T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:20:04.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2315400285635764627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2315400285635764627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/TBToMqhiKzI/AAAAAAAABbY/WlQ1-BXSr8o/s72-c/Sd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-8780528366298535358</id><published>2010-06-12T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:19:58.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PostSecret.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8780528366298535358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8780528366298535358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/postsecret.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/TBOkzFoXWPI/AAAAAAAABbQ/0q7zPMqQXNI/s72-c/magic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6633762851579002871</id><published>2010-06-10T23:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T22:52:31.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WC! I remember watching the heated WC final between Italy and France at the beach bar in Tioman. How time flies.  The WC madness is here again. Who are you rooting for? *cough*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6633762851579002871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6633762851579002871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/fifa-i-remember-watching-heated-wc.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-8098639047093183005</id><published>2010-06-09T23:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T20:09:03.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing much seems to be happening these days. My life is pretty much in  auto pilot mode. My weekdays are the same sort of academic day in  and day out. Mind is never vacant. I don't know what you were looking  for here. I feel so lost myself. Can I fast forward 3 years and see what I am doing?Current read;Sarah's Key, Tatiana de Rosnay. This  book breaks my heart.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8098639047093183005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8098639047093183005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/nothing-much-seems-to-be-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-3824844720756464066</id><published>2010-06-07T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:27:30.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3824844720756464066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3824844720756464066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/crack-love.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-5961747669248099724</id><published>2010-06-03T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T00:31:54.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's nothing like jealousy to ruin a good relationship. It probably  means you don't trust your other half enough. If so, why  are you clinging  to something that's killing you both? Where's that fine line, between  holding on to yourself and letting go?Amanset.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5961747669248099724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5961747669248099724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/theres-nothing-like-jealousy-to-ruin.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6687454181232583984</id><published>2010-06-02T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:27:13.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6687454181232583984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6687454181232583984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-8298091362338637501</id><published>2010-06-02T15:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:33:26.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I reread On the Road last week. I guess I am gearing up for the movie adaptation of the book, even though I am fairly convinced that I won’t like it. I don’t understand how an actor, any actor can do justice to Sal's character. And Kristen Stewart as Marylou?! Barf.Happy Gawai, headhunters. Hold your liquor!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8298091362338637501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8298091362338637501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-reread-on-road-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-612693061758274519</id><published>2010-05-30T16:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:18:29.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll admit I'm full of shit, that's how I know I love you- Arcade FireNeed I say more?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/612693061758274519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/612693061758274519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/ill-admit-im-full-of-shit-thats-how-i.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-3267801148367139752</id><published>2010-05-29T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T23:37:44.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bliss;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3267801148367139752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3267801148367139752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/bliss.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/TAEzjyiUk0I/AAAAAAAABZA/DJKAOf3wXv8/s72-c/5656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-4371759858727015701</id><published>2010-05-29T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:39:13.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi Eda!Are you groovin' on your harmonica or are you stuck?Your harmonica buddy,JP</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4371759858727015701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4371759858727015701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi-eda-are-you-groovin-on-your.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2240399641401567594</id><published>2010-05-28T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T04:11:04.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>State of mind is a befuddling one, at least it has always been for me. Today I caught up with someone whose sanity always restores my faith in life. After our conversation earlier, I feel a little more convinced that the shit is temporary. Combating stupidity. That's what. Hey, must be a devil between us...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2240399641401567594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2240399641401567594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/state-of-mind-is-rather-befuddling-one.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/S_9-viPB5xI/AAAAAAAABY4/iPeFV1M8HrU/s72-c/8686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-9102867311102045949</id><published>2010-05-26T23:31:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T20:20:18.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School can be rather shitty. I spent most of today in a sleepy haze. Test tomorrow. Now I feel like the ultimate loser. Pms-ing much.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/9102867311102045949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/9102867311102045949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/today-uni-can-be-rather-shitty.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/S_5jNWLc6nI/AAAAAAAABYw/WZbrEpfwb-M/s72-c/565478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-3282587041098337146</id><published>2010-05-25T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T01:50:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3282587041098337146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/3282587041098337146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6477070463699513798</id><published>2010-05-23T19:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:04:07.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6477070463699513798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6477070463699513798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_6769.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/S_kYqDXyHcI/AAAAAAAABXw/5NRytjDj3m4/s72-c/45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-8713182753967251974</id><published>2010-05-23T17:16:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:37:17.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life changes people. One day you might be liking someone, and having  fun, next, well, things can just change. Don't ruin the little  moments by trying to define them. Weird now, how it seems like a daydream every time it comes to mind. I want to be elsewhere, back to my solid state of nothing.I refuse to live in the ordinary world as an ordinary  woman, to enter  ordinary relationships. I want </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8713182753967251974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8713182753967251974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-changes-people.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-2730296384951362268</id><published>2010-05-23T17:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:19:29.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2730296384951362268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/2730296384951362268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_5968.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/S_kbEjyqyyI/AAAAAAAABYY/O0hSZZydbtQ/s72-c/sunday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-1673847684772089155</id><published>2010-05-21T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T20:50:54.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know if you've ever felt like that.  That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years.  Or just not exist.  Or something like that.  I think wanting something like that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this.  That's why I'm trying not to think.  I just want it all to stop spinning.- Stephen Chbosky, The Perk of Being A Wallflower</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1673847684772089155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1673847684772089155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-dont-know-if-youve-ever-felt-like.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6328798192909654039</id><published>2010-05-21T00:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T18:31:15.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies - AristotleIs it possible that each soul split into two, thus creating your own soul’s mate? Presumably, not everyone finds their soul mate, but that doesn’t mean they’re not out there, does it? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6328798192909654039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6328798192909654039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-is-composed-of-single-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-762690650586913626</id><published>2010-05-19T21:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T01:42:55.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What do you write about when you feel like everything is a cliché?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/762690650586913626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/762690650586913626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-1931715989768141451</id><published>2010-05-16T17:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T19:28:26.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School and the upcoming event keep me busy, leaving me no time to breathe, let alone blog. Busy, busy week ahead.I crave balance, a well balanced mind, life, everything. And some coherency. God are you there?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1931715989768141451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1931715989768141451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/exams-and-upcoming-event-keep-me_16.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6304597129334378807</id><published>2010-05-16T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T17:35:16.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6304597129334378807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6304597129334378807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/S--7yz-EeQI/AAAAAAAABTQ/vQVeZaD6uD0/s72-c/565465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-5297818158176837535</id><published>2010-05-09T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T23:33:11.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are supposed to be very mysterious, reading French  Romantic poetry by candlelight. - The Cure</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5297818158176837535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5297818158176837535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-are-supposed-to-be-very-mysterious.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7520518213419943323</id><published>2010-05-09T18:19:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:14:35.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lazy Sunday;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7520518213419943323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7520518213419943323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/S-aQjQItduI/AAAAAAAABSo/_xfvBKBAjbw/s72-c/75658.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-185708680480499965</id><published>2010-05-08T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T23:34:18.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Bukowski'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/185708680480499965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/185708680480499965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7773872208026578841</id><published>2010-05-07T23:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:08:33.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The drugs apparently don't work. Goodnight world.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7773872208026578841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7773872208026578841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/listening-to-verve.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6024113560248371556</id><published>2010-05-06T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T17:41:25.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is there a reason why I have been getting hit on by guys who are openly and seriously committed to another person? How do I even know these  people? Belakang girlfriend macam setan.A dear friend of mine told me  that I am too hard on myself. Whatever.Current read; The Beautiful Screaming of Pigs, Damon Galgut. Easy to read and it's not much  of a problem to put it down every now and then to play </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6024113560248371556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6024113560248371556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-there-reason-why-i-have-been-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-4718867888323599974</id><published>2010-05-04T23:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:39:57.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4718867888323599974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4718867888323599974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-happiness-came-in-box-through-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/S-BJThTL2bI/AAAAAAAABRA/V6zC7cF_MAA/s72-c/102789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-4227643796783681363</id><published>2010-05-01T15:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:24:25.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chemistry.What really is it about someone else that makes you want to be with them for extended periods of time? Their ability to make you smile through everything, no?Chilled out Saturday; good company, good music and good food.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4227643796783681363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4227643796783681363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-really-is-it-about-someone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-1732668462076537226</id><published>2010-04-24T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T17:20:20.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1732668462076537226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/1732668462076537226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-5177583430435866931</id><published>2010-04-24T14:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:29:56.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things have changed. Perhaps it's me, or  perhaps it's the fact that after an extremely busy semester I have  nothing to do, and I am thinking about life. Ohh, can't anybody see, we've got a war to fight, never found our way, regardless of what they say.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5177583430435866931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/5177583430435866931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-never-outgrew-you-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-4318207664131275839</id><published>2010-04-23T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:30:10.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I, like being on my own. I think relationships are  messy and people’s feelings get hurt. Who needs it? We’re young, we live  in one of the most beautiful cities in the world; might as well have  fun while we can and, save the serious stuff for later.  - WORD. 500 Days of  Summer. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4318207664131275839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4318207664131275839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-like-being-on-my-own.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-9111831241697912561</id><published>2010-04-22T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T17:36:04.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Current  read;Never Let Me Go, Kazuo Ishiguro.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/9111831241697912561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/9111831241697912561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/04/current-read-never-let-me-go-kazuo.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/S-BDlQYtBnI/AAAAAAAABQY/tOG7Vrw89MU/s72-c/7567546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-8342776820381847075</id><published>2010-04-17T18:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T12:30:13.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exams over.Must:8 hours of sleep.Treasure Isle.Sigur Rós.Read.Run.Want:Harmonica.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8342776820381847075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/8342776820381847075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/04/must-treasure-isle.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-4041309281201417851</id><published>2010-04-16T15:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T13:06:33.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a friend who spends way too much time hanging out with someone he's in love with, but who doesn't return his feelings. And he just gets hurt, over and over.I watch. And bite my tongue.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4041309281201417851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/4041309281201417851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-really-hard-to-watch-your-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-7018492114125492759</id><published>2010-04-15T22:26:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T11:17:41.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Bukowski'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7018492114125492759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/7018492114125492759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29WVsm98MVY/S8cjfHBnu1I/AAAAAAAABL4/LYFXtC52xJY/s72-c/56585678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9183028381639026098.post-6253871997292306348</id><published>2010-04-03T20:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T00:11:42.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She was there, and she was the whole city, and that’s that.                                                                                           - J.D. Salinger, A Girl I Knew&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6253871997292306348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9183028381639026098/posts/default/6253871997292306348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karayuki.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-absolutely-believe-you-can-be-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>E.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12852002684732253517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3zfLxYdYy1A/Tcpc4CUycyI/AAAAAAAABs4/J_o265OXvSQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
