<?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-1965805495051871013</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:29:08.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HiTsUgAyA ToShIrOu</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HiTsUgAyA ToShIrOu'S Gf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12918574013232210319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/R-S74lQkggI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fVuj8g9iYTA/S220/22-08-07_1620.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965805495051871013.post-6267034155078613655</id><published>2009-05-02T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T06:00:46.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday lol...</title><content type='html'>This is not just for display, but for MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!! Yup yup!!!! I wish that this year, my birthday will have the company of toshirou and hibari!!!!!! And oh ya!!!!! Hibari's birthday falls on 5th of may!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and second[Toushirou]: 4R&lt;br /&gt;Fifth and sixth[Hibari]: 2R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SfwyRwPZWdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eSP8rLQau8s/s1600-h/Hitsugaya_Toshiro_by_indybird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SfwyRwPZWdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eSP8rLQau8s/s320/Hitsugaya_Toshiro_by_indybird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331191339488467410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SfwwO-LXiWI/AAAAAAAAAMo/GsauX_NDv5U/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SfwwO-LXiWI/AAAAAAAAAMo/GsauX_NDv5U/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331189092666804578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SfwwOWeVTEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nRqlOiQ0wpM/s1600-h/GetAttachment.a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 471px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/Sf_zI457ohI/AAAAAAAAANY/x6qLsg1fTSM/s320/khrclearfile2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332247817869828626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1965805495051871013-6267034155078613655?l=hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/feeds/6267034155078613655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1965805495051871013&amp;postID=6267034155078613655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/6267034155078613655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/6267034155078613655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-birthday-lol.html' title='My birthday lol...'/><author><name>HiTsUgAyA ToShIrOu'S Gf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12918574013232210319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/R-S74lQkggI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fVuj8g9iYTA/S220/22-08-07_1620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SfwyRwPZWdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eSP8rLQau8s/s72-c/Hitsugaya_Toshiro_by_indybird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965805495051871013.post-1239989918109061316</id><published>2008-12-25T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:41:36.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>On Christmas Eve. me, my second sis, my mom and the bb at my hse went to orchard. Then, somerset, and finally suntec city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to orchard, wa lao~! SO damn bloody crowded. We were only moving step by step. But, finally, managed to squeeze ourselves out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to orchard road to let the bb see the those pretty lights, took cute pics of her... 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Went to queue up just to let the bb get a chance to touch the water and goin round, round, round, round and round the main fountain. 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Blah blah blah and THE END!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1965805495051871013-1239989918109061316?l=hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/feeds/1239989918109061316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1965805495051871013&amp;postID=1239989918109061316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/1239989918109061316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/1239989918109061316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>HiTsUgAyA ToShIrOu'S Gf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12918574013232210319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/R-S74lQkggI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fVuj8g9iYTA/S220/22-08-07_1620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SVRz8ZFZz0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/McDUzMBqCpE/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965805495051871013.post-6842211789121167435</id><published>2008-12-16T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:05:20.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday coming to an end.... Christmas is coming.... So is Toushirou's bday!!! N my 2nd most lov male anime charater!!! Hibari Kyoya</title><content type='html'>Oh My God!!!!!!!! I just checked my calendar and realized that holiday is coming to an end!!!!!!! Oh dear, oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even worse, I just remembered that Mrs. Nair is going to teach us next year!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!! I would rather die than to let her teach me!!! ....... On a second thought, I think I would take back my words. I mean, I would never ever want to die 'for' her. Never.... Ya.... Never.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, almost forgot. Next year, you will see a 'BRAND NEW' me!!! Cos I just cut my hair recently! So, gd bye, rebond hair and hello, layered hair!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanna upload some pics and eh..... Ya, whatever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUivdxSNzEI/AAAAAAAAAJI/a8niWnf7F6g/s1600-h/shinigami-rukia_-_Pic_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUivdxSNzEI/AAAAAAAAAJI/a8niWnf7F6g/s320/shinigami-rukia_-_Pic_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280663489072712770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUivdst-70I/AAAAAAAAAI4/hPhqP8SulXs/s1600-h/Hitsugaya-Toshiro-by-FusionICEMAN-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUivdst-70I/AAAAAAAAAI4/hPhqP8SulXs/s320/Hitsugaya-Toshiro-by-FusionICEMAN-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280663487847001922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is Toushirou's Bday!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUiveCY_B3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Je0gd6Q59F8/s1600-h/Hitsugaya-Toushiro-Crazy-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUiveCY_B3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Je0gd6Q59F8/s320/Hitsugaya-Toushiro-Crazy-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280663493664507762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUivdq11gSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_A51MhB4mDw/s1600-h/Hitsugaya-Wallpaper-Kina-Kun-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUivdq11gSI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_A51MhB4mDw/s320/Hitsugaya-Wallpaper-Kina-Kun-1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280663487343067426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a devoted fan of his!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just like a NEW anime character from the anime: Katekyoshi Hitman Reborn!!!! He's name is: HIBARI KYOYA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here's how he look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUiwxbaDbUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PQhkIw1vGoY/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUiwxbaDbUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/PQhkIw1vGoY/s320/s320x240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280664926309018946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUiwxWwiEVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XVmLCM8jVl8/s1600-h/7815faaba52c50_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUiwxWwiEVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/XVmLCM8jVl8/s320/7815faaba52c50_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280664925061124434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUiwxXEa1yI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QyuU3rn5Zy4/s1600-h/CGD-0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUiwxXEa1yI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QyuU3rn5Zy4/s320/CGD-0182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280664925144536866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUiwxt8JmOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ACUXdjRGMzo/s1600-h/Hibari_Kyouya_Wallpaper_by_lmpasse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUiwxt8JmOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ACUXdjRGMzo/s320/Hibari_Kyouya_Wallpaper_by_lmpasse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280664931283867874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1965805495051871013-6842211789121167435?l=hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/feeds/6842211789121167435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1965805495051871013&amp;postID=6842211789121167435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/6842211789121167435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/6842211789121167435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-coming-to-end-christmas-is.html' title='Holiday coming to an end.... Christmas is coming.... So is Toushirou&apos;s bday!!! N my 2nd most lov male anime charater!!! Hibari Kyoya'/><author><name>HiTsUgAyA ToShIrOu'S Gf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12918574013232210319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/R-S74lQkggI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fVuj8g9iYTA/S220/22-08-07_1620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SUivdxSNzEI/AAAAAAAAAJI/a8niWnf7F6g/s72-c/shinigami-rukia_-_Pic_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965805495051871013.post-3676673752908638574</id><published>2008-09-20T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T06:58:16.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS!!!!!!!! AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so damn dead!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! End-year exams comin le, and I still haven't revise yet!!!!!! I still gt a lot more dun understand!!!!!!!!!!!! Eg: Maths!!!!! I have NO idea what the hell is the teacher talking!!!! And her method of the wat perpendicular bisector is SO DAMN inaccurate!!!!!! [ok la. sometimes accurate la.] I dun even know wat the hell is she talking about!!!!!!! Like that I already wanna sue her le. But it is even worse when she started teaching on another chapter during the same period!!!!!!!! Say wat no time so must chiong!!!!! Then still say cos we noisy so cannot start the lesson!!!! RUBBISH!!!!!! I mean, look at Mrs.Chia, our HISTORY teacher. She can finish faster that Mrs.Seah even though she is OLDER than MRS. SEAH!!!!!!! So, the problem of us not having time to go through all the chapters is MRS. SEAH!!!!! Slow then say slow la!!!!! Still find excuses!!!!!! I tell u!!!! I can SUE her or file a COMPLAINT on her to the principal!!!! This kind of teacher SHOULD nt exists in the world!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, during Chinese period, I was PISSED OFF!!!!!! That Miss Clarise Wong v da pai lor!!!!!! Cos Friday we gt Chinese remedial ma and that one is she wan de. Then on tt day shld be for Geography remedial de wat. Then tt one was planned weeks ago. Then she act as if she is the PRINCIPAL and say : Dun go la!!! Chinese more important than Geography and blah blah... V wat lor!!!!!! Think she the form teacher of 1/3 then big ar!!!!!!! Then lik tt, the Principal is the MANDATE OF HEAVEN LE LOR!!!!! I really dun lik her attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Then, even worse is the way she teaches. Every ke wen tell us abt HISTORY!!!!!! I mean, its CHINESE period lei. Nt History! Like tt is ok. the worse part is tt she use THE WHOLE PERIOD talking abt HISTORY!!!!!! I really felt lik tellin her to teach us and explain to us the meaning of the words rather than talking abt things unrelated to Chinese. Seriously, a lot of ppl dun lik her lor. Even her class also dislikes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..... just dunno y teachers nowadays so wat de. Sometimes, mostly when near exams le, I really felt like having someone who can teach better as our teacher. SERIOUSLY.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1965805495051871013-3676673752908638574?l=hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/feeds/3676673752908638574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1965805495051871013&amp;postID=3676673752908638574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/3676673752908638574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/3676673752908638574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/2008/09/exams-ah.html' title='EXAMS!!!!!!!! AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>HiTsUgAyA ToShIrOu'S Gf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12918574013232210319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/R-S74lQkggI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fVuj8g9iYTA/S220/22-08-07_1620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965805495051871013.post-8088105225476457274</id><published>2008-08-23T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T09:00:42.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I update my blog:</title><content type='html'>Yo ppl!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have notice tt u ppl sometimes tag on my tagboard then I long long nvr reply, right? So, here I am to tell you bout when I can update my blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to some personal reasons, I cannot use the com frm MON TO FRI.&lt;br /&gt;Then, cos I every Saturday go my auntie's house[then the electricity free ma!!! nyyayayaya!!!] so every Saturday I will b online for the whole day!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday ma, depends ba! See whether my sis wanna play with me Dynasty Warriors not. If she dont, then I use lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K?That's all for my schedule!!! If got any changes then I will inform u guys!!!! AND ALSO!!!!! PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE READ&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY STORY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AT FIRST SIAN SIAN DE, BUT IF U CONTINUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;READING, IT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WILL B INTERESTIN!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM NT JKIN LEI!!!!!! EVEN CLAIRE ALSO SAY NICE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOL!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K? Well then, bb!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Mrs. Hitsugaya Michelle!!!! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1965805495051871013-8088105225476457274?l=hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/feeds/8088105225476457274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1965805495051871013&amp;postID=8088105225476457274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/8088105225476457274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/8088105225476457274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-i-update-my-blog.html' title='When I update my blog:'/><author><name>HiTsUgAyA ToShIrOu'S Gf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12918574013232210319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/R-S74lQkggI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fVuj8g9iYTA/S220/22-08-07_1620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965805495051871013.post-5044282751135782720</id><published>2008-08-01T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:55:00.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Created Anime Story: Journey Of Love....</title><content type='html'>Yo ppl!!!!! Tis is my v own created anime story. It may seems familiar, but if u continue readin, its kinda different. So, let MY story begin......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introduction:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJRarHN5UMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kdT0uLN152Q/s1600-h/HimenoPretearPrincess05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229904764002193602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJRarHN5UMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kdT0uLN152Q/s320/HimenoPretearPrincess05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day long, a girl, who had short pink curly hair,watery pink eyes and was dressed up like a princess, sat by the window and stared dreamily at the ruins. There, was where her one true love was working at.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was actually an adopted child of his father, who was a historian studying e ruins. Since Father had no children, he adopted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;him &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and taught &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;him &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;all about History. Thus, this child grew up to be like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Father, a famous archaelogist.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2i-QQ4l6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/9jsaBKYB7zI/s1600-h/toushiro_hitsugaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232517532475758498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2i-QQ4l6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/9jsaBKYB7zI/s320/toushiro_hitsugaya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadly, Father died when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was only 10, due to kidney failure. Due to the fact that Father had some sort of connection with the nobles, the King ordered&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to replace &lt;strong&gt;his&lt;/strong&gt; father and serve the kingdom by studying on the ruins. Upon realising that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; could fulfil both &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; father's dreams by doing what the King says, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; agreed........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chapter 1: A Promise.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2lQEN0SbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9l53_MgCxPY/s1600-h/1179607999_Hitsugaya-Taishou2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232520037502568882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2lQEN0SbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9l53_MgCxPY/s320/1179607999_Hitsugaya-Taishou2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sakure, the country full of blossom trees? No. In fact, Sakura is a country located near a desert. Almost every single day was hot and stuffy, hardly does it rains. Hence, the citizens of Sakura wore a cloak everytime they go out, in order to shelter themselves from direct sunlight....... Wait a second, who was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A suspicious-looking person, who was wearing a cloak, was sneakily walking to a house that looked very normal. She looked around to see if anyone was spying or following her as she knocked on the door........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I help you?" said the owner of the house, who was a 14-year old boy. He had his hair &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJRfJdmu0hI/AAAAAAAAAFI/q44hLAt-jOI/s1600-h/1155987542_toushiro%2520wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229909683454530066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJRfJdmu0hI/AAAAAAAAAFI/q44hLAt-jOI/s320/1155987542_toushiro%2520wall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bleached and had blue-greenish eyes, like those of a dragon. "Toshirou~!!!!!!" exclaimed the suspicious person, who appeared to be a girl with short pink curly hair and watery pink eyes. "Princess!! What on earth are you doing here?! You are suppose to be in the palace! What if your brother..... I mean Your Majesty found out?????" replied Toshirou, who was in shock to see a noble ouside the palace, alone.... "Himeno!! Call me Himeno! i hate it when you call me Princess! I mean, we are childhood friends since young!Why so modest?!" complained Princess Himeno, who was standing akimbo and was sulking. Upon seeing this, Toshirou shook his head and gave a &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJRfJub4LNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ohGqMjaFV-Q/s1600-h/UrbanToushiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229909687972408530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJRfJub4LNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ohGqMjaFV-Q/s320/UrbanToushiro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gentle smile. "Ok, Prin--- I mean Himeno." said Toshirou, in a soft and polite tone. "That's right! Anyway, don't worry about my brother! I sneaked out while he was busy with the country's affairs. So, he won't know!" replied Princess Himeno, who thought that it was alright for her to sneak out. When Toshirou heard this, he fell back to his chair and held his head with his hands, as if having a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJRfJTn1iiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/J3Ydkj2Nkks/s1600-h/1453727580_63ad1cf086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229909680774810146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="270" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJRfJTn1iiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/J3Ydkj2Nkks/s320/1453727580_63ad1cf086.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "What's wrong?Are you OK? Are you hurt? Or sick? You feel unwell? You want to see a doctor?" said Princess Himeno in a rush as she was concerned about Toshirou. "Whoo whoo whoo... You asked me so many questions at once, how am i suppose to answer? Anyway, I'm fine!!!!! Very fine..." joked Toshirou, who was very tired and sleepy. "That's great... Erm... Toshirou... I had something to tell you..." murmured Princess Himeno, who was blushing. Puzzled, Toshirou nodded as he leaned closer to hear better. "Well... I... Always wanted ... to say that I.... I..... I li---.... I lik----...." before she could finish her sentence, the tower bell rang, which also signalled the time for Princess Himeno to have dinner with Your Majesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJRaq8i8FOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/G4EhW5dsm0o/s1600-h/4b6b01fe9640a0_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229904761137665250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJRaq8i8FOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/G4EhW5dsm0o/s320/4b6b01fe9640a0_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Well, it's time! You better go back or else Your Majesty will get angry! And about what you just said, come to the ruins tomorrow and tell me. OK?" said Toshirou, who was sort of relievd that Princess Himeno is going back. "OK! I will!" smiled Princess Himeo as she walked to the door. Just when Toshirou opened the door for her, Princess Himeno spoke up. "Toshirou! You must wait for me! I will say and must say it to you! So, you must wait for me! Must!" Upon hearing this, Toshirou nodded as he sees Princess Himeno off......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 2: Stolen Heart...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, regarding to the underground passages, I think you should continue digging in order to find out more. And the secret doors....." explained Toshirou to one of the workers. "Toshirou~!!!" came a ear-screeching scream. "It's the Princess!!!!!" exclaimed one of the workers. "What? The Princess?! Why is she here????" exclaimed another worker, who was in deep shock. Soon, everyone knew about the sudden arrival of Princess Himeno, especially Toshirou. "Princess!!! Why are you here?! What if Your Majesty-----" said Toshirou, who was surprised and shock. "What?! You were the one who told me to come here and look for you!!!! Don't tell me you forgotten our promise!!!!!" exclaimed Princess Himeno, who was very angry about Toshirou forgetting their promise. Upon hearing this, Toshirou finally remembered and he knew it would not be wise to admit that he had forgotten. Hence, he said: "Of course.... I did not!!!! How could I actually forgotten???" When hearing this, Princess Himeno smiled as she walked to the first basement of the ruins.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2Z48YkQiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2YvhSnF5TTc/s1600-h/Yuki1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232507545635275298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2Z48YkQiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2YvhSnF5TTc/s320/Yuki1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hmmm... A very wonderful job well done. Deserves some praises..." whispered Princess Himeno, who was very satisfied with the job done by Toshirou and the workers. Indeed, it was a job well done. Initially, the basement was filled with cobwebs and dust, and nobody could see the contents of it. However, now, it was clean and neat. So clean that it look like some diamonds sparkling. "Ya. All thanks to those hardworking workers who worked day and night. You know, maybe you should give them a pay raise. To thank them for their hard work." said Toshirou, who agreed with Princess Himeno. "I wished to. But it isn't up to me to do that. You would have to ask my brot------ What's that?" exclaimed Princess Himeno, who was pointing to a sketch on the floor. The both of them immediately raced to the sketch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's strange.... I never seen that picture before in all the history books I have read.... So, what could it be???" murmured Toshirou, who was fliping through his history books. "This picture........ I seen it before..... It appeared in my dreams last night............." whispered Princess Himeno, as she gently touched the picture on the floor. Suddenly, just as she touched the floor, a tremble came.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What on Earth happened???????" yelled one of the workers, who was frightened by the sudden tremble. "What's going on????" exclaimed Your Majesty, Princess Himeno's brother, who had just arrived the ruins. "Your Majesty!!!!! Look out!!!!!!!!!!!" shouted Advisor Yukito, who was Your Majesty's lifetime childhood friend.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAYrevFcMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5zYq6H5qOfE/s1600-h/tsubasa04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237713501895880898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAYrevFcMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5zYq6H5qOfE/s320/tsubasa04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Out of the blue, a hole appeared and out came troops of assassins!!!!! "Protect Your Majesty at all costs!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled Advisor Yukito, who was protecting Your Majesty. "Yes, Sir!!!!!!!" exclaimed the troops in unison, as they fight to all their might. "Your Majesty! I'm afraid that you will have to escaped!!!!!! We can't hold on much longer!!!!!!!" shouted Advisor Yukito, who was struggling to protect the King. "Are you kidding? Don't you remembered that we were the best partners in everything? And that includes FIGHTING!!!!!!!!" exclaimed Your Majesty, as he drew out his sword and fight back to back with Advisor Yukito. "But Your Majesty!!! Your life is at------" "Don't be so nagging and FIGHT!!!!!!" interrupted Your Majesty as he fight with all his might......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAwxD7xy2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/6OtLNWNIneM/s1600-h/TouyaxYukito12%2520(LOL%2520Yuki).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237739986059643746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAwxD7xy2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/6OtLNWNIneM/s320/TouyaxYukito12%2520(LOL%2520Yuki).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meanwhile, Princess Himeno and Toshirou were in trouble too. The sketch appeared to be a door to nowhere and Princess Himeno was hyponised by it. "Princess!!!!!!! Look out!!!!!!!!! Princess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled Toshirou, as he rushed to Princess Himeno, who was falling into the entrance of the door. However, it was of no use as Princess Himeno fell deeper and deeper.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Princess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled Toshirou, as he jumped into the hole to rescue Princess Himeno....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2Z4eCDH-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/5HWUYXc2VdY/s1600-h/tsubasa0tx.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232507537487765474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2Z4eCDH-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/5HWUYXc2VdY/s320/tsubasa0tx.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Urghhh!!!!!!" exclaimed Toshirou in pain, as he reached the ground. "Where am I? No, WHERE'S PRINCESS!??????" murmured Toshirou, who was looking for Princess Himeno. Just s he turned his head around, a glow of white light shone, making him unable to see for a few seconds. When he finally opened his eyes, he was in deep shock. There, on the wall, was the picture he and Princess Himeno had saw earlier. Not just that, Princess Himeno was floating in front of it!!!!! "Princess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Princess! Can you hear me??? Princess? PRINCESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled Toshirou, who was extremely worried about Princess Himeno. However, it was still of no use, Princess Himeno could not hear him. Upon seeing this, Toshirou climbed up the wall and stretched for her......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly. the picture starts to come to life. It slowly encovers Princess Himeno and when Princess Himeno was entirely encovered by it, it was attached to her back!!!!!! "Wings.... It became her wings....." whispered Toshirou, who realised that the picture was actually Princess Himeno's wings. While he was pondering, Princess Himeno's wings suddenly spilt and feathers were everywhere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2Z4EM5hXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/cky6tLdU57c/s1600-h/PDVD_037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232507530553951602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2Z4EM5hXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/cky6tLdU57c/s320/PDVD_037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, Princess Himeno suddenly fell to the ground, but was caughted by Toshirou in the nick of time. "Princess!!!!! Princess!!!!!" exclaimed Toshirou, who realised that Princess Himeno was as cold as ice. "We have to get out of here. Please! Princess!!!! You must hold on!!!!!!!" said Toshirou, who was very worried about Princess Himeno. After saying, Toshirou jumped back to where they were, since he was professionally trained on his legs when he was 5. Then, he rushed up the stairs and was once again shocked. There, the floor that his was standing on, was stained with blood. "What happened?? Who's there?!!!!!" exclaimed Toshirou, who was very terrified. "I suppose you came late...." said Your Majesty, who was severly injured. "Your Majesty!!!!!! Are you alright??????? What happened????" said Toshirou, who was in deep shock and horror. "Nothing..... It's just a few weak.... assassins.... Everything is fine now, you didn't let Himeno get hurt right?....." coughed Your Majesty, who was coughing out blood as he talked. "Please... Your Majesty..... Rest..... Now, let me take a peep at your memories, Toshirou...." said Advisor Yukito, who was also seriously injured as he gently placed his fingers on Toshirou's forehead. "I see, you saw Himeno's wings,right???" asked Advisor Yukito. Upon hearing this, Toshirou nodded. "Yes, those were Himeno's memories and soul. They are very important, and you need to find them immediately! If not, Himeno will die!!!!!!! However, there are no feathers in this dimension. You will have to find them in other dimensions!!!!! NOW!!!!!" explained Advisor Yukito, as he murmured some magic words.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2Z4mZAKXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ltbPxasaF1k/s1600-h/tsubasa02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232507539731523954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJ2Z4mZAKXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ltbPxasaF1k/s320/tsubasa02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"But, where can I find them? And what do you mean by other dimensions????" said Toshirou, who was very confused. "Like I said, Himeno is in danger!!!!! I have no time to explain!!!!! All I can do now is to send you to &lt;strong&gt;her! She&lt;/strong&gt; will tell you everything you need to know and want to know!!!!!!" explained Advisor Sani, as he casted some magic spells. "Who is &lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt; then?" said Toshirou, who was hugging Princess Himeno tightly. "&lt;strong&gt;She&lt;/strong&gt; is the Dimension Witch. And she will fulfil anyone's wish with an equal price. So, go there and tell her everything you saw and know. No matter at what cost!!!!!" explained Advisor Yukito, as the magic started to worked. "NOW, GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled Advisor Yukito. Upon hearing this, Toshirou nodded as he hugged Princess Himeno as tight as he could...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 3: The Dimension Witch.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here they come..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAVn9VOQnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RxZsQzTS05g/s1600-h/yuuko_2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237710142854546034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAVn9VOQnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RxZsQzTS05g/s320/yuuko_2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In a spilt of a second, Toshirou and Princess Himeno arrived at an unfamiliar place. It was drizzling and there was nobody at al----- "May I help you, kids?" came a voice from behind. When Toshirou turned his head back, he saw an elegantly dressed lady with long, silky and black hair stood in front of him. "I suppose you are the Dimension Witch?" asked Toshirou, politely. "Indeed I am. If I'm not wrong, it was Advisor Yukito who told you about me and brought you here?" replied the Dimension Witch. "Yes. Please, do you have a way to save the Princess? I will pay any price for it!!!! Please, save her!!!!!" said Toshirou, who was extremely anxious and worried about Princess Himeno. "Now, hush. Please,wait for the other two-----" before she could finish her sentence, a man came out of the floor, with the wisps of magic around him. This man had leave-like-green hair, wore a swordsman clothings and had three swords that give out an evil atmoshere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAVoCeC5II/AAAAAAAAAG4/v30syC6Vfr8/s1600-h/zoro1nd.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237710144233727106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAVoCeC5II/AAAAAAAAAG4/v30syC6Vfr8/s320/zoro1nd.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Bloody hell!!!! How could Chopper actually made the wrong medicine?!!!! What a dumbas---- Wait a minute, WHERE THE HECK AM I??!!!!!!" yelled the swordsman. "Now, if you be patient to wait for another guy....." whispered the Dimension Witch as another guy appeared with the wisps of magic around him. This guy had yellowish-white hair, crystal blue eyes, wore a cloak,looked like a wizard and a staff in his hands....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's going on here? Why are there so many people appearing out of nowhere?!!! And can you please save the Princess now?!!!! She isn't breathing and her body temperature is as cold as ice!!!!! She's going to di-----" "Now. Hush!!! I will help her AND save her. Besides, she is not going to die in this dimension." replied the Dimension Witch, as she walked elegantly towards the other two men....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAVntEGwZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FnsYvrgWB-A/s1600-h/584761462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237710138487783826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAVntEGwZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FnsYvrgWB-A/s320/584761462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Now, introduce yourself and tell me about the story that result in your arrival here... You first, swordsman." asked the Dimension Witch. "Who the heck are you??!!!!! Where am I??!!!!! What is this place?!!!!!!" yelled the swordsman. "First of all, my name is Yuuko, and I'm the Dimension Witch. Secondly, you are in Japan. Thirdly----" "Japan?!!! The place where I lived is also called Japan!!!!!" interrupted the swordsman. "Your attidude is truly incorrigible!!!!!! Anyway, the Japan here isn't the same Japan that you lived in. They belong to different dimensions. So, now, introduce yourself." scolded Yuuko, who could not stand the swordsman's attidude. "My name is Zorro, Roronoa Zorro. And about what you just said just now, what are dimensions?" asked Zorro, who was finally slightly polite. "If you don't mind, I could explain to you, you know?" said the wizard. Upon hearing this, both Yuuko and Zorro nodded.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 4: Dimensions......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAYs9yA8_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ds4qi5D_TgA/s1600-h/Tsubasa-Resevoir-Chronicle_poptp_57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237713527409538034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAYs9yA8_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/Ds4qi5D_TgA/s320/Tsubasa-Resevoir-Chronicle_poptp_57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"In this universe, there are different dimensions, you can call them worlds as each dimension had various countries. Some countries in a dimension may have similiar names with other countries in other dimensions. You get it?" explained the wizard. "Indeed, that's correct. Do you understand?" asked Yuuko, who was very satisfied with the explanation. "Well, sort of. So, the Japan here is in a different dimension[world] from... MY Japan? Are you trying to mean this?" replied Zorro, who had finally understand. "Yes, that's right. So, from the words that you had said earlier on, a guy named Chopper made the wrong medicine and resulted in your arrival here? Am I right?" said Yuuko, sternly. "Well, that's kind of correct. But Chopper isn't a guy, he is a... reindeer.... sort of..." replied Zorro. "Now, it's your turn to introduce yourself." said Yuuko, to the wizard.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAYrIDx_AI/AAAAAAAAAHA/4ThdyiAza3s/s1600-h/fairef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237713495808670722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAYrIDx_AI/AAAAAAAAAHA/4ThdyiAza3s/s320/fairef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"First of all, my name is Fai, Fai D.Flowrite. And well, my story is kind of complicated. You see, in the dimension that I came from: Valeria, there was a guy called King Ashura, and he is after me. Hence, I need to escape as far as I could. That's all I could tell you, I'm sorry." explained the wizard. "Ok then, now, the three of you, tell me what you want and pay a price for it." said Yuuko. "What?!!!! Pay a price?!!!!!! This still need a price?!!!! Are you kidding me?!!!!!" shouted Zorro, who was in deep shock after hearing this. "No, I am not kidding you. Whoever comes here to ask a favour from me have to pay a price." replied Yuuko, who always goes by the book. "No wonder you are called the witch.... You are just taking advantage of your priority....." murmured Zorro as softly as he could, but still seemed to be heard by Yuuko. "If you want to ask a favour from me, just keep quiet and pay the price!!!!! If you are not paying the price, then stay here from the rest of your life!!!!!" yelled Yuuko, sternly. "Ok. Ok. I will pay! Just tell me the price!" replied Zorro. "Before I could tell you the price, you guys will have to tell me your request." said Yuuko, who was starting to be serious. "Well, my request is to return to MY JAPAN!!!!!!" said Zorro. "And my request is to NEVER let me return to Valeria." said Fai. "And my only favour to you is to save the Princess!!!!!" replied Toshirou. "Ok, now. Pay the price then.." said Yuuko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 5: The Price......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAVnwVIZXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_x2yeoMXvwc/s1600-h/bGS1Byw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237710139364500850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" height="123" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAVnwVIZXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_x2yeoMXvwc/s320/bGS1Byw.jpg" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Ok, Actually, the three of you had the same motive: To travel through different dimensions. But it's of different reasons. Zorro, your motive to do so is to return back to your dimension whereas Fai, you don't want to return back to Valeria. Am I right?" said Yuuko. Upon hearing this, both Zorro and Fai nodded in unison. "And you, Toshirou, you want to travel through dimensions in order to get back the fragments of Himeno's memories." "Yes...." replied Toshirou, who&lt;br /&gt;was getting more and more impatient...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAww-6Qd-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/P11FL7sWy5E/s1600-h/1886449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237739984711088098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="164" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAww-6Qd-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/P11FL7sWy5E/s320/1886449.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"As this is a big request, the price shall be big too. So, I want each of you to give me me your most precious things of all. Fai, your tattoo on your back is the most precious thing of all. Hand it to me and your dream will be fulfill." said Yuuko, who was starting to get serious. "How about this staff? It is also very important to me. Hehe...." joked Fai. "No. I already said that the price is your most precious thing of all. Now, will you give it to me?" replied Yuuko. After hearing this, Fai nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"And, Zorro, to you, the most precious thing of all is that sword of yours:Ginryū. So----" "WHAT?!!! You WANT Ginryū?!!!!!!! NO WAY!!!!!!! Do you know that it is the one and only sword that could chop an island into half?!!!!!!! How can I give it to you?!!!!! Take the other two swords!!!!!!!!" yelled Zorro, who was hugging Ginryū tightly. " "Like I have just said, THE PRICE IS YOUR MOST PRECIOUS THING OF ALL!!!!!!! Now! Hand it to me or you will be stuck here forever~!" said Yuuko, who &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAwxLxFYXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ghCulkYSfeI/s1600-h/SakuraSyaoran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237739988162273650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SLAwxLxFYXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ghCulkYSfeI/s320/SakuraSyaoran.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blinked one of her eye and was smirking. ^^What a bitch! But if I don't hand her Ginryū, I will be stuck in here for eternity!! Urghh!!!! I will just hand it to her for now!!! When I return back to Japan, I will just pay another price for it!!!^^ "Fine!!!!! I will hand it to you first!!!! When I return back to MY JAPAN, I will pay another price for it!!!!" exclaimed Zorro, who was reluctant to hand in Ginryū. "Well then, as for you, Toshirou. The most precious thing of yours is the relationship between you and Himeno. So, your price is that when Himeno regained her memory, regardless of completely or incompletely, she will not remember you...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1965805495051871013-5044282751135782720?l=hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/feeds/5044282751135782720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1965805495051871013&amp;postID=5044282751135782720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/5044282751135782720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1965805495051871013/posts/default/5044282751135782720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hitsugayatoshirou.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-created-anime-story-journey-of-love.html' title='My Created Anime Story: Journey Of Love....'/><author><name>HiTsUgAyA ToShIrOu'S Gf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12918574013232210319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/R-S74lQkggI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fVuj8g9iYTA/S220/22-08-07_1620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SJRarHN5UMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kdT0uLN152Q/s72-c/HimenoPretearPrincess05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1965805495051871013.post-3711571508451067859</id><published>2008-03-22T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:55:03.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PiCs Of HiM!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGTA8Yt0hI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wmywyYk3mBE/s1600-h/ht.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224618687145562642" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGTA8Yt0hI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wmywyYk3mBE/s320/ht.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very de cool, rite?!!! Juz cant help fallin in luv wif him~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGRLppywAI/AAAAAAAAADY/EvmWWJGwsHg/s1600-h/cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224616672072220674" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGRLppywAI/AAAAAAAAADY/EvmWWJGwsHg/s320/cool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah~ Toshirou is juz tooooooooooo COOL!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGSQWlzw_I/AAAAAAAAADw/Mdzypl_oUgU/s1600-h/real_world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224617852366210034" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGSQWlzw_I/AAAAAAAAADw/Mdzypl_oUgU/s320/real_world.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Real world Toshirou is even cooler!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGRL0fqGMI/AAAAAAAAADo/8JpmGy-QZC0/s1600-h/angry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224616674982500546" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGRL0fqGMI/AAAAAAAAADo/8JpmGy-QZC0/s320/angry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although in tis pic Toshirou isn't as cool as b4, he still looks COOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGSQyHZy7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/mhm4lFYwdMw/s1600-h/partners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224617859754871730" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGSQyHZy7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/mhm4lFYwdMw/s320/partners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Although Toshirou finds Matsumato annoyin, they still are e best partners in e whole Bleach show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGRLkS7g0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/sG0G-RvvtJc/s1600-h/injured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224616670634148674" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGRLkS7g0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/sG0G-RvvtJc/s320/injured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becos of his older sis,Hinamori Momo, Toshirou had a terrible fight wif Aizen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/R-TFx1QkgoI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Pi526KF8LfA/s1600-h/Toushirou_Hitsugaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGRL7e13HI/AAAAAAAAADg/LKYzkPyHwmE/s1600-h/Toushirou_Hitsugaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224616676858125426" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGRL7e13HI/AAAAAAAAADg/LKYzkPyHwmE/s320/Toushirou_Hitsugaya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even if he is worried, he still has a cool n calm xpression, which made him sooooooooooo COOL!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGTAvxIfLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Iis0IzOsFg4/s1600-h/hitsugaya_toushirou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224618683758312626" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGTAvxIfLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Iis0IzOsFg4/s320/hitsugaya_toushirou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sulkin Toshirou is damn cute!!!!! N of course! Damn COOL!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/R-TIOFQkgrI/AAAAAAAAABo/SBIFCfpUvok/s1600-h/ToushirouHitsugaya.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGT6OrxctI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YINvC_HLjEQ/s1600-h/ToushirouHitsugaya.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224619671309873874" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGT6OrxctI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YINvC_HLjEQ/s320/ToushirouHitsugaya.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok. I have 2 admit tt e background suits his fightin pose very much!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGTAhY_j4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Pefb2IsfKjU/s1600-h/topr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224618679898967938" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGTAhY_j4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Pefb2IsfKjU/s320/topr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok. Let me introduce them 2 u. Dun nid me to say, at e very left, its Toshirou. Next 2 him is Kuchiki Rukia's older bro, Kuchiki Byakakua. Next 2 Kuchiki is e main &lt;strong&gt;male &lt;/strong&gt;character of Bleach, Kurosaki Ichigo. Next 2 Ichigo is e main &lt;strong&gt;female&lt;/strong&gt; character, Kuchiki Rukia. Next 2 her is Renji, her childhood buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/R-TJWFQkgtI/AAAAAAAAAB4/PLC_IzmWqIw/s1600-h/bleach_hitsugaya0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGSQ6gkfII/AAAAAAAAAEA/n8zT5phPRg0/s1600-h/bleach_hitsugaya0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224617862007913602" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGSQ6gkfII/AAAAAAAAAEA/n8zT5phPRg0/s320/bleach_hitsugaya0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 of Toshirou's COOL fightin pose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/R-TMQFQkguI/AAAAAAAAACA/OdTEzOGnV6w/s1600-h/hitsugaya_blended2skincopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGSRHMe_LI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vMFwEb0qWYw/s1600-h/hitsugaya_blended2skincopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224617865413328050" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W-8XsVdQDTs/SIGSRHMe_LI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vMFwEb0qWYw/s320/hitsugaya_blended2skincopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E best pic of Toshirou!!!!! Tis pic contains all his DAMN COOL n DAMN CUTE photos!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**There r still some blogs of Toshirou but has yet 2 b complete. Thus, pls check tis blog frequently 4 latest updates! 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