Thursday, August 4, 2005

   All bout the weather


Yes! It's kinda cold here, the winds strong & so cold. I hate it when there's a storm or rain! It make me SICK. I hate to be sick, colds makes me sick so i hate cold weather!



Any how I'm still 4eva Kurapika addict ^_^



Jin Yuki! ^_^



forum=Yukikaze=sukebe O_o


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Friday, July 29, 2005

   Oh do please ^_^





*HUGS* TOTAL!

give JennyLynYoung more *HUGS*

Get hugs of your own



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   Alright i love staring at the stars

The Star! The card of hope,ease and insight.


..:What's your personal Tarot Card?:.. ( Anime Pictures )
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   Hmm.. I am Jin Yuki afterall

Which Gravitation bishie could be yours? by TohmaKitten
User name
First name
Age
Favorite number
Your match	Shuichi Shindou
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   Eh? Hontou wew i am?!

The Amazing Love Tester!

Test Results for Jenny Lyn

> SUPER HOT! < WOAH Flame on baby!!

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Tuesday, June 21, 2005

   oh...keye...

In your eyes, people see shards of ice
everywhere... You are cold and distant, pushing
away people that love you and truely care for
you! You want to be able to reach out and love
them but... You can't for some reason... You're
just too.... You :P Underneath that cold
exterior lies a warm, happy soul that wants to
let loose and have fun! Your sanctuary would
probably be anywhere up high where you can look
down on life below you, like the roof of an
apartment building... Your eyes resemble a
saddened, crestfallen person seeking out
attention, but doesn't know how to handle it.
However, you do find comfort from your friends,
they're always there for you, and they know the
REAL you :) Even though you do seem rather
cold, you can be very protective over something
you truely believe in or love. Let go of that
"tough" rep and just be you! It's
impossible to live life without some fun and
love ^-^


What Lies Behind Your Eyes?
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Wednesday, June 8, 2005

   Quizzes galore!

Ryuichi Na No De!


What Gravitation Chracter are you like?
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Innocenct Angel. Innocence. A true angel. Probaly a
younger one. Not yet shown the real way of this
planet. Lemme give you some advice, stay that
way, for as long as you can. The pure make it.


What Element Angel Are You?
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You hate not to love but you hate to fall in love.
You can't help but sigh when you see to people
kiss in the park and all. You don't like to go
over board and believe in a small steady
relationship at first so that it can grow. You
also like to think that you can have that kiss
that puts you into a portal and you can't get
back until he/she stops.


How much do you love? GOOD PICS
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Your Japanese Name Is...

Nishi Suzuki

What's your Japanese Name?

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Art


What is your strong point?(pics)
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Ok you are a romantic anime girl and you love and
care for a lot of people.There is no evil in
you soul or your heart.Though sometimes people
don't feel the same way as you do you keep on
trying to change their mind.You love to help
people out and you are always happy.Keep on
trying to make the whole world smile because
you know smiles are contagious ^_^.Oh and if it
seems like there is nobody who could love you
as much as you could love them it doesn't
matter the thing is that the only thing that
matters is that he cares and loves you and it
doesn't matter how much well maybe it does but
don't set you standards to high cuz then you'll
find nobody


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Tuesday, March 29, 2005

   My own Yaoi fanfiction
KurapikaXHisoka

Jin’s note: I’m sick fine! All none yaoi fans say that stit to me hehehe here’s there damn price! So please don't ever salvage me for this one ~evil laughter~, I really wanted to write my own yaoi fan fiction since I became a fan of it. ^_^’

WARNING: If you like the idea of two men of any age falls in love with each other then read ahead. It’s um shounen ai with not so detailed lemon. Don’t step or read any further my non-yaoi friends or forever have sweet dreams *um* I mean nightmares. XP

Disclaimers: Alright I don’t own these HXH characters or so titles mentioned here, I made this fan fiction in purely days & months in my most limited blasting hectic free time so let me get the credits here will you!

Dedicated to:
All yaoi and shounen ai fans
~~~~~~~~~~
The Feeling of Love

By: Jin Wakai


The Hunter team,

Our boys finally have their vacation after the endless seemed battle against the Geneiryodan or the Phantom Brigade.

All have departed ways & pursued in their own choices of enjoying life, the hyper boys Gon and Killua have paired up after exams and have been much closed since then they stick together like glue and honey.

They are in the ever secluded and heavy guarded mansion of Killua, enjoying the time together and playing kids stuff if ever you get what I mean.

While Leorio continued on his dream of helping his fellow men, oh he’s somewhere out there curing people with lots of nurses at his side for guidance or more.

The only person that seemed to have been victorious in his plans is just simply in a rest house thinking of the past events of his dreadful but fulfilling life. All alone yet he seemed happy looking at the sunset with his crimson eyes to match it with. Everything seemed perfect now that he knows his mission is completed, the recovery of his tribes treasure and the defeat and banishment of the Geneiryodan.

His life never felt as light as a feather, thinking how to start again his ways of improvement now the thorn is pulled.

No more heartache, pain, suffering, fears, tears, anger, revenge and most of all LUST?!

Wide eyed and blushingly surprised he ever thought of such a dirty thing as that,

Then he suddenly stops and closes his eyes to reflect about what he was thinking…

‘Am I this lonely to think of such things, what’s missing so far in my life?’ He thought it over and over again.

Since he was all alone he had no one to talk to neither he wants to call up and bother people about it.

‘No big deal I can handle this.’ as he just thought to himself again.

But he did wish that may there be someone who will come and comfort him through all his lonely vacation.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


He has just done preparing dinner when the doorbell rang.

~Ding Dong…

~Ding Dong…

~Ding Dong…

“Alright! I’m coming hold your horses.” Kurapika said irritably,

Then as he opened the door he saw a very familiar figure not so far on his doorsteps. Kurapika’s eyes widened as he was about to slam the door in front of the face of his newly arrived visitor in the silence of the night. The visitor smiled innocently and managed to be accurate enough to know he is unwelcome, holds the terrified crimson eyed boy to the extent that he has to use some good manners to prevent the future outcome.

“Hi long time no see! Mind if I join you for dinner tonight?” holding the pissed off boy’s chin up.

“I see you haven’t changed your still pretty as ever my pretty boy” he continued smirking back at Kurapika.

Kurapika moved back to get away from the evil guest’s grip.

“You’re sick! What do you want, it’s over and I have no business with you anymore I want peace and quite, so get out if you don’t want me to kick your ass!” Kurapika said furiously.

“How harsh” he replied almost laughing.

“Oh! Come on I just wanna be friends with you, is that too much to ask and is that a crime?” he continued but still smiling back at Kurapika flashing his cleaned white teeth.

After the petty fight the red eyed boy gave up, he did wished for someone to be with him after all, but didn’t expected it would be an annoying one.

He did sense some upcoming danger and doesn’t like it, though he needed some exercise so it’s just perfect that he arrived, well not to make it obvious to the older guy who seemed eager for dinner.

“So what brings you here and how did you know I’m here?” asked Kurapika trying to be polite to the not so welcomed guest.

“Me? Well my sources told me and anyway I just want to be with you.” winking back seductively.

“Is that so? Hmp! seems unbelievable, I haven’t really put my trust in you yet so don’t go as if you can manipulate me.” Kurapika said turning his back from the guest.

“Hey there, I really meant what I said but let’s eat first the food is getting cold okay dear.” putting his hands over the trembling shoulders of Kurapika.

“Don’t call me DEAR! I’m not your close friend or anything HISOKA!” he slaps off the hands away from him.

‘Not yet…’

The smiling clown thought and blushing at the same time.

This made Kurapika even more suspicious and uncomfortable.
So they proceed to dinner with matching candle lights. (Hisoka requested the candle lights. Kurapika with no other choice, though he did like the romantic idea.)

As they showed proper etiquette, they have been observing one another while both of them were eating.

‘I never knew he is such a silent and neat eater besides that awful perverted look!’ Kurapika thought sipping elegantly his soup.

‘I’ve always known he has the potentials, to be a loving partner.’ the smiling Hisoka thought back too.

They both ate dinner silently and secretly exchanging glances and thoughts of appreciation and discrimination.

“Hei” Hisoka started to speak after he ate the mango float for desert and smiled like a playful child. “That was a very delicious meal, did you cook it?”

“Who else would have cooked it, my shadow?” he replied with eyes looking away.

Hisoka with a big sweat drop and eyes almost out of sight.

“Hmm… harsh again, I guess you don’t like me much do you?”

Kurapika didn’t reply and just went on with his dinner and Hisoka just adorably watching him silently.

After the jar of juice was already empty, Kurapika finished his dinner.

Ignoring his guest he stood up and started to clean up while Hisoka tried to convince that he would wash the dishes.

“Red eyes let me do the washing please so I can find myself of use; you did cook a wonderful dinner for us”
Kurapika’s eyes widened with annoyance yet amused also by what he just innocently said.

“Excuse me…, I cooked it for myself and I didn’t expect some unwanted guests around.”

“Fine, curse me but I’m not letting you get all dirty and wet” Hisoka explained.

“Hello excuse me, washing dishes isn’t dirty?!”

“Well I wanna do it for you then.” Hisoka pleaded sweetly.

Hisoka suddenly embraced Kurapika tightly,
This made Kurapika angry yet finds it sweet at the same time.

“Shit, let me go of me or else I’ll kill you!” struggling as if he didn’t like it.

“Let me wash the dishes, I’ll let you go then” Hisoka almost squeezing him out senseless.

Kurapika tried to calm down and finally started thinking it’s not worth fighting for or also a waste of precious bathing time.

Kurapika finally let him wash the damn dirty dishes.

“If you love washing dishes so much, FINE! Make it squeaky clean and after you wash the dishes you may afterwards leave!” Kurapika closing his eyes to not see his reaction.

Hisoka smiling and very happy at the decision Kurapika made,
He hugged him even tighter almost not letting go of the poor kid.

“Thanks for the trust” Hisoka closing his eyes as if dreaming.

“Hisoka… ” Kurapika said softly.

“Yes” he replied sweetly,

“You can remove your tentacles now”

“HUH?” Hisoka just blinked.

“Your *hands*, you BAKA!” his eyes turning red again.

“Oh Sorry…” Hisoka said getting all pump up. (For washing dishes ;p)

As he finally lose grip on Kurapika who angrily almost thrown the dishes at Hisoka who skillfully took hold of them and started washing.

Kurapika took a deep ‘sigh’ and hand him the apron for water protection.

“Here, you might get wet” trying to not make any eye contact.

“Why thank you, how sweet of you.” Hisoka said smiling seductively.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kurapika not able to stomach his words and good looks anymore went to the staircase. Hisoka still not getting his sight off the young lad. Kurapika made faces before going upstairs to take his usual hot bath. As he is in the tub thinking of how to get rid of his um… suitor I mean visitor.

He just can’t help thinking of how Hisoka looks terrifying but exceptionally cool in his deadly battles that gives him the creeps and chills but now he’s with him having dinner and begging to *wash the dishes*! What a thought that tickled his funny bone, that he can’t control his laughter to outburst.

For some time *someone* gave him a reason to smile. After 30 minutes, Kurapika went down to check if Hisoka is still around and if he has fulfilled his duties and followed his suggestive order.

He noticed the dishes to be well wash indeed, he thought of where on earth did a deadly man ever learned to wash dishes like a pro he guess it’s the dish washing detergent that’s to be praised not *HIM* .

As he was relief of the disappearance of his grateful visitor, He slowly went upstairs when suddenly he heard a strange noise in his room!

‘It must have been Hisoka trying to trick me with another one of his practical jokes again.’ Kurapika thought without blinking.

He quickly went in without any hesitation to find out who really was inside. The room was empty yet he searches for clues of what made the noise, he checks the faucet but impossible of it to make such noise and searched out of his window to see if anyone’s outside. Nothing is in sight, none but the moon and the evening nature with the cool breeze dashing through his golden hair.

‘That’s weird.’ Kurapika thought as he was still not at ease with what he heard as if a warning not to let his guard down or something might dangerously happen!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He tried to sleep, he rolled, twisted and still can’t sleep. He turned on the CD player and played his favorite orchestral music which was composed by Wagner. As he was getting drowsy and started to close his eyes, someone not far was observing him and waiting for the moment that he would finally fall asleep.

Kurapika was sleepy yet feels very uncomfortable. He twisted and turned again and again he almost fell asleep when the electricity suddenly turned off. He quickly jumps off his bed when it was hotter and it was getting too dark to see. He tried to look for the candles and flashlights at the last place he thought of finding them yet he failed.

He swore he had lots of candles and flashlights in his room that was so strange of not finding even one. He figured out that someone had stolen all his lights! Maybe the noise has something to do with the current missing items. He heard the wind as if it was calling his name or was it just his imagination.

He can’t understand why it was hot when in fact he was just enjoying the wind few minutes ago. He started changing his pajamas into plain white sleeveless and tight shorts, though he didn’t feel like it but he has no choice now feeling a lot cooler then before. He locked his door tight for security though he let the window open for some air and he was in the 2nd floor anyway. As he laid back in his bed he notice the bright moon and the glittering stars, he doesn’t need the candles or the flashlight after all and the cool breeze suddenly came and made him so drowsy that now he felt into deep slumber.

The moon was bright and someone felt romantic because of it. In the deep nearby woods the predator sensed that his prey is now asleep. He jumped as quick as a fox, high enough to reach the window and into the dark room of the sleeping bishounen. He saw Kurapika, sleeping like a baby in his silky smooth bed; he stared at Kurapika for a long time. He finally decided to crawl over to him; he was on top of Kurapika’s body. It reaches to feel the semi-erect manhood of the young man.

The intruder was surprised that Kurapika was moaning his name. Kurapika was dreaming and blushing or is it more of fantasizing ahead of him. The intruder felt a tickling sensation; he wants, he needed and loved Kurapika. His hands explored beneath the thin garments of Kurapika.

The young lad seems too detached to ever feel its gentle caress. An intruder has invaded Kurapika’s primary treasure ~ his *virginity*.

Time seems slow and Kurapika felt hot inside and started to move along with his unnoticed intruder. He never felt like it before, he felt more warmer each second and his body was like in a trance that he can’t even open his eyes for he felt so tired than ever. He felt being undressed in a savage manner it seems like his clothes were ripped apart treacherously.

Now he felt cold, feeling he was totally butt naked yet something or someone had made him warmer much warmer than before. He felt something soft like a baby’s skin on top of him, smoother than any silk he ever felt and he also started reaching out for it. Alas! He did touch something pure skin 100% baby smooth skin; he has guessed this person to have been using *Dove* or *Johnson’s baby powder*! He felt a very funny feeling about this, he swore he has touch this kind of skin before, the hot breathe made him blush and every licking kiss, touch or gentle caress made him grew even hotter. He can’t take much more of this sensational pleasure, he came without any warning. His intruder is not too pleased with this, he came too soon sooner than expected he is truly still not use to this kind of experience. The horny intruder started going faster in his actions and decided to go rougher this time, he doesn’t mind if Kurapika is a virgin or *not*. As each time Kurapika gave a very timid yelp, the intruder gets more turned on and manages to get all what Kurapika has left.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The intruder finally came and both are now tired of all the exercise done. Both lie asleep in the midst of dawn,

“Kurapika I love you so much…” the last word the intruder gave before his last full graphical kiss and then finally shut his eyes. He was right next to Kurapika. Kurapika can’t help but smile, he has felt more loved than before in his entire life.

Morning came…

Kurapika opened his crimson eyes and the sun was shining brightly. He was surprised that he doesn’t have anyone with him in bed and he was wearing the same (not ripped) clothes and nothing unusual at all. He seemed sad, he did enjoy it so much. He wonders if it was all a senseless dream and more or less is called *sick fantasies*.

It’s a shame it was too good to be true and he seems too damn real to be a dream! Blushing Kurapika thought that if he wasn’t been hard on Hisoka maybe he could be the one that’s with him last night. He took a bath and went downstairs to somewhat feed his empty stomach.

The table was prepared, food was served…

“What on earth!!! W-who prepared this!” he shouted with his face totally surprised.

Maybe it wasn’t a dream after all; the intruder must be still in his rest house right now. He rushes to the kitchen but no one was there and he ran to the garden yet still no sign of human life.

He finally went back to the dining table and started eating. He never thought it was even much better than his cooking. Maybe this was a set up to confuse him, and then suddenly he saw a note sticking out under his plate…

It stated…
‘Dear Kurapika,
Thanks for last night it was a nice evening being with you.
I really did enjoy your company, until next time.’

He was so surprised by what it meant, is it the erotic night or the unexpected dinner with the clown Hisoka?

He searches for the name yet he found none, it was totally a mystery for him. He gets his cell phone and search for the number of Hisoka.

He called and Hisoka answered…

“Morning, red eyes enjoyed your sleep last night.” He greeted happily as if like he was totally innocent and doesn’t have any clue why Kurapika just called.

“Don’t act dumb, you left a letter and you prepared my breakfast!” Kurapika spoke in a very rash manner.

“Um… so?”

“What do you mean so?!” Kurapika hissed.

“That’s my way of saying Thank You, Why? You don’t like it. Does my cooking taste so bad that it’s nothing compared to your cookin’ last night?” Hisoka replied almost frowning.

Total silence for a while, Kurapika felt a little guilt on his manners.

“It’s not like I didn’t like what you did, I just want to ask if you were here the entire night?” Kurapika tried to lower his voice.

“Yes, I admit I didn’t go home early and I waited for you to fall asleep so I can prepare you something special.”

“I knew it was *YOU*, it was you who raped me last night when it was brown out!!!” Kurapika gave a snarling sound.

“What the fuck are you talking about; you are accusing me of that crap! Why? Would I rape you… you’re a boy for crying out loud! I wouldn’t be stupid and crazy enough to have sex with someone younger and so naïve as YOU!” Hisoka shouted madly trying to defend himself.

“You moron, bastard, idiot!!! I know you have a crush on me, admit you’re FAULT and I’ll forget all about that CRAP you did last night!” Kurapika now in tears and started to grip his cell phone tight.

“Even if I or someone did rape you, it doesn’t matter you won’t get pregnant anyway. What’s the big deal virgin conscious boy?” Hisoka teased in an evil way.

“You senseless Assthroat! After I fed you last night’s dinner this is what you repay me, your ever green jokes and lunatic ways.” Kurapika started to really get turned off.

Hisoka shut down his phone and cut off their conversation. Kurapika was very pissed off at this and he threw his cell phone hard on the wall that it almost broke, good thing he put some mighty strong nen on it. He was so mad that he cried and loudly sobs. All Hisoka said and did was way too painful for him, he could have just admitted it maybe he could have agreed that both of them can stay together. He then tried to convince himself to forget about what happened and move on.

He then suddenly noticed a pair of hands over his shoulder. Kurapika thought it was Leorio because of the familiar male fragrant. With out looking who it was, he just hugged him tight and sobs aloud again.

“Hu uh hu hu… someone just damn made me so angry of his selfish actions, he had no idea how it hurts and how he *means* to me.” Kurapika can’t stop his mouth from saying his problem. The figure hugged in return and spoke in a mild manner…

“I didn’t mean to cause you pain, My love. I always wanted your happiness may it be my death. All I ever did do was to be so selfish; I never wanted to make you cry. I’m so sorry for being so rude on you boy.” He said it without any fear of rejection.

Kurapika shook his head and thought…

‘It couldn’t be, no impossible, how did he got here so fast?!’

He has just confessed his feelings to the person who had just made him cry. He tried to break free from the tight embrace, yet it became tighter. He looked at the face… the face of his Hisoka and his crimson eyes more flooded in tears. He never felt satisfied by just looks.

Hisoka lowered his head and his lips touch against Kurapika’s pink ones. Kurapika didn’t know what to react about the sudden movement. All he knows that is that he too wanted Hisoka badly and wouldn’t want to be left all alone again. He was just mighty thankful he was at his side.

Hisoka’s kisses electrified him all over, he felt the same kiss that the intruder gave him and now he is convinced Hisoka was really the one and only suspect. But he didn’t care, now is the time to be more open and accept what feelings he has for a long time. As Hisoka’s tongue finally came to a stop and left Kurapika panting.

“Kurapika to tell you the truth, I was the one who hide all your lights and I was the reason for the brown out here. I went outside to let you think I was gone already. Then I sneak into your room and there it all happened.” Hisoka admitted and accepts his fault.

“I was too in love with you; I wanted to be with you for even a night.” Hisoka continued.

“Why didn’t you just tell me, I am in love with you too?” Kurapika smiled honestly and gave Hisoka back his grin. Both men got more confidence now than ever.

Hisoka and Kurapika both agreed to be with each other and decided to not let others know of their relationship. For now, they are sharing their deep emotions in the same place where it all began… in the Kurapika’s bedroom.


Author’s note: Assthroat is a word, I’d invented not really supposed to be a bad word. It happened when my yellow fanatic and anti-yaoi guy friend (or is it? Which always say I’m sick…) ok his voice sounded rough and I’m supposed to tease or say he got *sore throat* yet the word that came out from my mouth was assthroat! My friends laugh and I was so clueless and as I finally get it, I laugh hard too and they started teasing me calling me an assthroat! Readin’ too much yaoi is a bit getting into my verbal language,
I know and they pin-pointed that out too. Sorry if the lemon scenes aren’t too detailed I’ll still have to work on that I’m still a newbie at writing lemons. O_o Alright hope you enjoyed till next time!!!

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Friday, March 11, 2005

   touching story ^_^

>
> They'd known each other since school
> days
> and had since become the best of friends.
> They
> shared everything and anything and spent
> lots of
> time together in and after school. But the
> friendship never developed into anything
> deeper.
>
> Diane kept a secret... her admiration and
> love for Jack. She had her reasons for
> keeping it a
> secret. FEAR. Fear of rejection... fear that he
> might not feel the same... fear that he might
> not
> want to be her best friend anymore... fear of
> losing
> someone that she could always find comfort
> in. At
> least if she kept her feelings to herself she
> would still be able to spend time with him...
> and
> hopefully, he would be the one to tell her how
> he
> felt
towards her.
>
> Time passed and soon... school was over.
> Jack
> and Diane went separate ! ways. Jack
> continued
> his
> studies overseas while Diane got herself a
> job.
> They
> still kept in touc h though... penned letters,
> sent
> each other photographs and mailed each
> other
> gifts. Diane longed for Jack to be back.
>
> She decided that she would tell him her
> feelings once he got back. And then... out of
> the
> blue... the mails from Jack stopped coming.
> Diane
> wrote to him, but there was never a reply.
> Where
> was
> he? What happened? Lots of questions ran
> through her
> mind...
>
> Two years passed and Diane was still
> hopeful
> that Jack would come back... or at least send
> her
> a note. And then her prayers were answered.
> One
> mid-August day, she
received a note from
> Jack... it
> said: "Diane, I have a surprise for you. I'm
> flying over. Meet me at the airport. My flight
> comes
> in at 4 p.m. on Saturday. I can't wait to see
> you
> again Diane! There's something I need to tell
> you,
> something I've been keeping all this time...
> Love n Kisses Jack"
>
> Diane's fingers shook as she read the note.
> Her
> heart soared. Diane was thrilled. Love and
> kisses... it meant a lot for a lady who had
> waited so long for those words. She was
> ecstatic .
>
> The day arrived, Diane waited anxiously for
> Jack. She had slipped into her best dress
> and did
> her best to look as pretty as she could. She
> looked
> around but Jack was nowhere in sight. She
> waited
> and waited, wondering what she would say
> to Jack
> when he got there, what their meeting
would
> be
> like.
> Would there be love in his eyes? Would
> there be
> longing bred from years of separation and
> hiding
> each others' feelings?
>
> Oh how she longed to see him! How she
> longed
> to throw her arms around him and tell him
> she
> was a fool to ever let him go without ever
> telling
> him how she felt. She was certain Jack felt it
> too.
> There was always a certain magic about
> them
> when
> they were together.
>
> Then... a lady in a sexy tight blue dress
> approached her. She had a very concerned
> look
> on her
> face, "Hi! I'm Lyn, a friend of Jack. Are you
> Diane?"
> she asked. Diane just nodded he r head.
>
> "I'm afraid I... I have bad news for you... Jack
> is not coming... he won't be coming back
> anymore,"
> said the lady, placing a hand on
Diane's
> shoulder.
>
> Diane shook her head in confusion. She felt
> her heart constrict. What could possibly have
> happened? Diane felt an overwhelmi! ng fear
> inside
> her. Her hands turned cold. Her voice shook
> as
> she
> asked: "Where... where's Jack? What
> happened
> to
> him??? Please tell me..." Diane begged the
> lady...
>
> The lady looked intently at Diane... and then
> she gave Diane a nudge on the shoulder
> and said,
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>
> "HOY GAGAH... IT'S ME... JACK...
> JACKILYN!!!!!!
> DI MO VA AKO NAKILALA?!!! ANG GANDA-
> GANDA KO NGAYON,
> DI VAAAAH???!!!! ECHUSERA KA
NAMAN
> MASYADO SISTER!
> KALOWKA KAH HUH!!!!
>
>
> Ipasa mo na lang sa uban para makabaws
> ka!!!!
> hehehe...
>
>
>

m O n A L i s A_ sMiLe

 

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Wednesday, March 2, 2005

   My crush


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Name -- Wu Jian Hao(Vanness)

D.O.B -- 7 August 1978

Zodiac -- Leo

Blood Group -- A

Nationality -- American

Religion -- Christian

Weight -- 72kg(has he gained or lost weight now ??)

Height -- 180cm / 1.8m

Measurements -- 40,30,38

Languages -- English,Mandarin

Piercing -- 1 at the belly button and 1 each on both ears

Hobbies -- Exercise,Jog,Play basketball

Good at -- Dancing,Singing

Collection -- Japanese Characters

Fav food -- Japanese

Fav part of body -- Face shape,eyes

Fav sports -- Play basketball,Jog

Fav colour -- Black,blue,white,red

Fav Instruments -- All

Fav Country -- US(United States)

Fav animal -- Cats and Dogs

Fav style -- As Long as it looks nice

Fav drink -- Water

Most wanted Country to visit -- Australia

Unforgettable incident -- His 19th birthday

Most hated thing -- Going to dirty places

Dream -- Have the time to take proper care of parents

Style of living -- Carefree

Character -- Independent and Active

Best performance -- Dancing


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