﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>hitoridesu's Xanga</title><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from hitoridesu</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Stress Over~~</title><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/585425240/stress-over/</link><guid>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/585425240/stress-over/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Apr 2007 12:20:26 GMT</pubDate><description>Finally... A week of very little sleep and a lot of work. All the final projects, and not a single one where I'm 100% satisfied with. I'll probably work on it as my own personal projects during this break. YES!! It Iz Break!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3 months of nothing but anime, manga, fun and work....................... After torturing me for the whole 4 months, and I thought I get the month off, but no~~ they wouldn't leave me like that and poured me more workload so I can work for this break. It's supposed to be a friggin' break, and FYI, the dictionary explains break as&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;: a time where there is no stress whatsoever&lt;br&gt;: no work&lt;br&gt;: pleasure and freedom for a limited amount of time and then it's all ketam's break loose&lt;br&gt;: rest now, work like hell later&lt;br&gt;: smashing something into two&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and not;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;: no rest but work like hell&lt;br&gt;: "Here's a break, take a break, and while you're at it, work your ass."&lt;br&gt;: lot's of friggin work for a limited amount of time and then it's more friggin work till you forget how to spell 'freakin'&lt;br&gt;: smashing your hand into two....... wait.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, yeah, that ends my complain letter. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been thinking, I've met a lot of people. Strong ones and weak ones, as in not physical but mentally. Even the slightest thing will break the strong ones apart, but it takes a major thing to mend the weak into strong. Sometimes, strong people aren't really strong after all. They may act like it, but are actually not really like that. How about brave and coward? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A soldier. They run to the battlefield where enemies kill them from far
away. But if they were head to head with a gun at their forehead, they
beg to live. So are they actually brave or cowards? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Suiciders. Are they cowards? How about you think of it this way, if they were cowards would they even have the guts to leap off a building or pull the trigger? So it actually takes a tremendous bravery to actually attempt those actions. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In this world, there really isn't anything that is 100% one sided. I saw this quote a long time ago, probably you've heard of it too and I probably posted here too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bravery - Do something stupid now and run like hell later.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And now for another letter, something came through the mail when I was in the stress time. It came in long, hard and brown................................................................. Here's some pics~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/Picture001.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Probably too far away for you to notice the contents... Let's take a closer look.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/Picture010.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yes, it's a Katana! Black in color named Gold Orchid. Why is it called that? Let's zoom in a lil bit more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/Picture011.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;There, gold orchid embedded with black background on this round thingy you call Tsuba.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/Picture004.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's also embedded at the edge of the scabbard.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/Picture006.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's 43" with a blade length of 29" made out of stainless steel. It's not sharp but if I want, I could kill someone with it... Hrm.. Who wants to be my test subject?&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/Picture007.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Another view of the Tsuba from top view.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/Picture012-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here's the stand. It's black wood material. Kinda feels like charcoal except it's not burned.&lt;br&gt;Everything here costs RM73 + shipping fee RM25. Normal stores are selling RM100+ if I'm not mistaken.&lt;br&gt;Won it at an auction website.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So there you have it, if I'm not mistaken the Japanese word for Gold Orchid is Gin no Ran. Hrmm.. Not very cool, probably there's another name for it. Well... That's all for the post. Kinda long post after a long time no blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"They may have fought for their country, &lt;br&gt;but they died for their friends."&lt;br&gt;James Bradley from Flags of our Fathers.</description><comments>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/585425240/stress-over/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>World's Greatest April Fool Jokes</title><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/581229184/worlds-greatest-april-fool-jokes/</link><guid>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/581229184/worlds-greatest-april-fool-jokes/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 15:12:54 GMT</pubDate><description>Since April Fool has just past, and talks about it are sure to come. So I thought I'd tell everyone some information I for just for knowledge sake.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A 1957 BBC television program announced that thanks to a mild winter, Swiss farmers were enjoying a record spaghetti crop. Footage of Swiss farmers pulling strands of spaghetti from trees prompted a barrage of call from people wanting to know how to grow their own spaghetti at home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In 1996, American fast-food chain Taco Bell announced that it had bought Philadelphia's Liberty Bell, a historic symbol of American independence, from the federal government and was renaming it the Taco Liberty Bell. Outraged citizens called to express their anger before Taco Bell revealed the hoax.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In 1976, British astronomer Patrick Moore announced on the radio that at 9:47 am, a once-in-a-lifetime astronomical event, in which Pluto would pass behind Jupiter, would cause a gravitational alignment that would reduce the Earth's gravity. Moore told listeners that if they jumped in the air at the exact moment of the planetary alignment, they would experience a floating sensation. Hundreds of people called in to report feeling the amazing sensation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In 1985, Sports Illustrated magazine published a story that a rookie baseball pitcher who could reportedly throw a ball at 168 miles per hour was set to join the New York Mets. The player was said to have learned his amazing skill in a Tibetan monastery. Mets fans' didn't find it too funny once it was revealed to be a prank.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In 1992, US National Public Radio announced that Richard Nixon was running for president again. His new campaign slogan was, "I didn't do anything wrong, and I won't do it again." They even had clips of Nixon announcing his candidacy. Listeners flooded the show with calls expressing their outrage. Nixon's voice actually turned out to be that of impersonator Rich Little.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In 1998, Burger King published a full-page ad in USA Today announcing the introduction of the "Left-Handed Whopper", specially designed for the 32 million left-handed Americans. According to the advertisement, the new burger included the same ingredients as the original, but the condiments were rotated 180 degrees. The chain said it received thousands of requests for the new burger, as well as orders for the original "right-handed" version.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/581229184/worlds-greatest-april-fool-jokes/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>The World of One Who Works        15/3/2007</title><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/577077139/the-world-of-one-who-works--------1532007/</link><guid>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/577077139/the-world-of-one-who-works--------1532007/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 14:36:39 GMT</pubDate><description>During school days, where everyday I would try to sleep as late as possible were what every school kid wants. But the horrible truth of the working world, at least, the field that I'm in, makes everyone in it dream of a day where they could sleep as early as possible. I wonder how they survive, how they strive through sleepless nights and still being efficient. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This week and the last, there are a total of 3... days that I worked through the night, because the lecturers are all,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Next week, you HAVE MUST 100% IMMEDIETELY STRAIGHTAWAY NO MATTER YOU DIE OR YOU LIVE, you will have to hand up your work."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With that threat in mind, I tried to start work early but in the end, no matter how, I will still have to finish majority of my work last minute. Meaning sleepless night and at 5am, you could hear the annoying sound of the morning birds telling you, "It's morning, wake up. It's morning you lazy fat ass, you're still working. Get a life." Sometimes I feel like grabbing my MP5 and just spam the trigger aiming at that winged creature. BLAM BLAM BLAM&amp;nbsp; TRA TRA TRA TRA TRA TRA. "Kuuueeehhhhhhhhhh~~~~~~~~................."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Every once in a while something new and inventive will come out and you'll feel that you finally have something that reflects your emotions. In certain times of the day, you look into something with a different mood, it will give you a different feeling. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Like when you lose something, you tend to ignore anything that has something to do with that something you lost, even in a conversation. Or when you gain something, you feel very good when something of that event happens in conversations, manga or TV.&amp;nbsp; When you're angry, you would want to listen to hard rock songs, or like me, grab something to hit. When you're said, emotional songs are for some, but there are people that does the opposite. When they're moody, they would listen to hard rock songs to get their mind off it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To all the guys out there, have you ever fought a fight before? How wild is your school days? Or you were just sitting home flipping pages? I couldn't remember the first time when I was pissed off, but I do remember one incident, it would probably be the first time I was pissed but, probably not. Standing in front of me, a few heads higher than me and a few more lbs of fat more than me. A giant, would probably be a suitable word, for one as tiny as me during primary. My attacks were futile as each of them landed on those fats, while salt water fell from my face.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would dream of having a piece of him later in time, but somehow, future has it's own path for me to step on. Sigh.....I only remember playing with him in a band, but that didn't went well, nothing to do with I hate you, you hate me though.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, that's it for the day. Enjoy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/scan0001-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/Horon2.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/3558Picture_104.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Woo hoo~"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/BarHarbor-Marina2.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Oh shi~"&lt;br&gt;Photoshop works. </description><comments>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/577077139/the-world-of-one-who-works--------1532007/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>The End of Red</title><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/574086232/the-end-of-red/</link><guid>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/574086232/the-end-of-red/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 15:04:25 GMT</pubDate><description>As quiet nights fly pass your doorstep, there are still some noise outside your window that sounds at some 12AM. Bang, bang, bang they go, sounding like gunshots. No one really knows if it's a gunshot or big red cylinders exploding. I've heard bang bang bang in the past, and thought they were big red cylinders exploding, but they were not. They were unmistakably&amp;nbsp; gunshots. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I still remember the time, those robbers were trying to rob the Indian Shop, the name that we named that shop because it has no name. I didn't know how, but the cops got there in time and they were exchanging fires and gunpowders. All 3 robbers were killed, and I see the row of shop lots in the TV screen the day after. What a familiar neighbourhood, I thought. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Forgetting about that incident, lots of things happen throughout the years I lived here, in this place. But I will not say a word about those just yet, probably in the next post. The red season is coming to a halt, till it continues next year, and I got my earnings for this year. Everything below Rm500. Not much, but enough to save in the bank to gain some interest for future use. Or probably I could buy a few books/mangas or 3x3 figurines. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I found out a lot of people earned more than Rm500, and at the same time, everyone I know around me seems to have got less than Rm300. If you feel envious of the earnings I got this year, you'll probably wanna rob me with a dog stick but you better hurry. The bank's waiting for me. with that delicious amount of interest it can produce. Money, money, money, is that all on your mind? It's just some cash lesser than Rm500 for ketam's sake. You want cash? rob a bank, you'll get 100x the amount I carry in my pockets. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss fansubbing, it's been a while since I last subbed an anime. All because of a translator. If we had one, we would have been happy. I am angry at myself for not learning Japanese to the maximum. There's so many animes waiting to be subbed, but the fansubbing world just doesn't have enough man power. Translators are as rare as gems, the other positions seems to be flourishing in the fansubbing industry. When a translator is spotted, the whole community would grab him like a world of women that exists only a few men. One would even offer cash to get him working for them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I shall speak no more as there are work to be done. Hrm.. I just noticed my house seems to have added a few snacks on the table. Good, now I can rampage through the stuff when I'm hungry during late nights....... Hungrily like a bird flying across the Atlantic Ocean in search of land to rest it's feet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here I am, signing off, with another sketch I drew a year ago. And no, you will not see my newest art till the time comes. I still have a lot of sketches to post up one by one as teasers to keep you company and me motivation to post another post.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/ClaudiaPortrat.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ps. Forgive the line, my mom accidentally folded the paper. It screwed up everything. Not very nice, but it's from a year ago. I was still a noob then.This is my friend I met online, no idea how, but now she's my kai-sister. I don't know why that happened, but it just did. Suddenly.....&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/574086232/the-end-of-red/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Yet time has passed once again...</title><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/570890601/yet-time-has-passed-once-again/</link><guid>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/570890601/yet-time-has-passed-once-again/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Feb 2007 17:18:03 GMT</pubDate><description>Yet time has passed once again... And everywhere you see, red is right there next to your eyes. Red pen, red phone, red bag, red grandma, and a red Indian. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We, the students of The One Academy, were given a one week break due to the Red Phenomena, but that break isn't actually a break. It's a break filled with papers and pencils and Maya. Maya, let me talk about Maya. Maya, the one who will serve me till I retire. Yet another servant, yet another companion. Maya, who will be close to me since the day we got introduced, and will hold dearly so close, that it's sometimes dangerous to think about Maya. When you start thinking of it, plenty of other thoughts will enter your mind. Enter... As if you're in a data universe with plenty of MHz running past like your mind is a data highway.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Enjoy your holidays, the lecturer said.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lecturer : Enjoy your holidays, Happy New Year. Good bye, sayonara, chao.&lt;br&gt;Students : Ang Pau!!! Ang Pau!!&lt;br&gt;Lecturer : Sorry, not married. Go find someone else.&lt;br&gt;Students : ....... OMG!!! The horror!!!! Animators have no life...... We're all doomed... DOOMED!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Doomed!!! I tell ya!!!! Yea, thats the reality, so live with it. Stop crying over spilled datas. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, at least there's something to look forward to in this Chinese New Year, and like all other year. Money, the red pork meat(TRPM) and...... the Intarnetzzz. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel hungry now, I'll grab another TRPM. It's 2:15AM, and just like old times, I'll eat and watch more animes. And by the way, Microsoft Word doesn't know what's anime. Type anime in MS Word, and you'll get a red line below it. And for the final news of the day, Naruto has finally returned!! The new season, the new series. All grown up NARUTO!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So there you have it, enjoy your TRPM and money.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here are my photography works.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/IMG_0051.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/IMG_0075.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/IMG_0035.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/IMG_0088.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"You'll never see the other side of the moon."&lt;br&gt;Byakuyakou.</description><comments>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/570890601/yet-time-has-passed-once-again/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>The Miracle of Data Revivalization</title><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/568919297/the-miracle-of-data-revivalization/</link><guid>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/568919297/the-miracle-of-data-revivalization/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Feb 2007 19:29:11 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="2"&gt;A place where no one dares to visit. And within that cyberspace of dying data's, foreign clicks could be heard. Running into the Undernet, to dig and search for a treasure long abandoned. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jolts of lights began to flash through the Undernet, out into the open, bringing back a new data format, all from just a tiny electric click. What was abandoned now finds light, to begin a new journey to the edge of where was once full of memories. To fight again alongside new comrades with different dressings, and style.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The cyberworld will once again contain another piece of precious data that could spread out beyond the cyberspace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;BEHOLD!!! A NEW STYLE, A NEW FORMAT, A NEW BLOG!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First and foremost, I would like everyone that visits this blog to ignore those love shapes tingling around.&amp;nbsp; I chose this just because of the characters above. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Will anything change since the revivalization of this blog? I figured out that I blog differently in the past and the previous stuff, so I intend to do what I did a year ago, plus a few other skills and styles of blogging. Learning new skills and leveling them up isn't easy. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would say it may be hard to post pictures with a small space given by this layout master, but the skill of resizing will come in handy as I slowly venture into the pile of stashed skill books. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lastly, please talk on the chatterbox, because many of you won't be able to post comments because the system master is retarded. No one goes there during this blog's past life, and when it died, people start to appear. At least sometimes someone talking in a world of quietness would at least motivate another post to appear. To end this New Beginning of an Adventure, I'll post this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/AfterEdit.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/568919297/the-miracle-of-data-revivalization/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Blog's Funeral</title><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/563429781/blogs-funeral/</link><guid>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/563429781/blogs-funeral/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 14:17:48 GMT</pubDate><description>I will now conduct the funeral for this blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The blog has died.... ( I killed it) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The blog... was a good friend. Helped me in bragging, emo-ing and other nice stuff. I use to share my thoughts with it, show it pictures. Then I started tell it stories instead of treating it like a diary. It helped me find some new friends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was loyal till the end..... I will now let it rest in peace at the ends of the cyber world. Where it may be discovered by alien datas in the near future. And those alien datas will know how great of a blog this blog has been. And they will shed bytes from their eyes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was born, it has lived, it has now died. Thank you for serving me till the end.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;R.I.P.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/563429781/blogs-funeral/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Failure of Zell</title><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/562602322/failure-of-zell/</link><guid>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/562602322/failure-of-zell/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 04:03:57 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/FailedZell.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okay... I drew this back 2 years ago. Right after my first term. It looked nice then, but now it looks super out of proportion... The only thing covering the stuff is the shadows and shadings... Tried to draw Quistis also, but failed miserably.. No idea why..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll be posting stuff from the past up to recent. So that I have more stuff to post. And takes a longer time before it dies again.(The blog.)&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/562602322/failure-of-zell/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Cutting the Ribbon</title><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/562041078/cutting-the-ribbon/</link><guid>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/562041078/cutting-the-ribbon/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 15:22:36 GMT</pubDate><description>Let me start of the whole change with a little present to those that still visits this blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/hitoridesu/DSC00028.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is a dead cocroach.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you, I will now take my leave and post up something else again another day. Till then.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ps. There will not be anymore anime/live-action quotes.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/562041078/cutting-the-ribbon/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, January 08, 2007</title><link>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/561573167/item/</link><guid>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/561573167/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 14:31:44 GMT</pubDate><description>or... i'll just dump all my artworks here... including photos.... and videos.... yeah... that's what i'll do.. no more blogging about emo rants or anything... &lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://hitoridesu.xanga.com/561573167/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>