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  <title>The Evolution of Hikari</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 21:06:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Music as your life meme</title>
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  <description>Okay, how to do this is to answer the questions using titles of songs from your favourite artist. This is a little hard for me, having so many, so I&apos;ll use the first one that comes to mind. Just copy and paste my answers and the questions into your journal and delete my answers. Enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick your artist &lt;br /&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Male or Female?&lt;br /&gt;Monster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Describe yourself? &lt;br /&gt;I Like it Rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.How do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;So Happy I Could Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe where you currently live? &lt;br /&gt;Dance in the Dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you could go anywhere where would it be? &lt;br /&gt;Disco Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your favourite personal effect?&lt;br /&gt;Telephone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Your Best friend is? &lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, Dirty, Rich &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What is life to you? &lt;br /&gt;Pokerface &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your fear? &lt;br /&gt;Paper Gangster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What has your love life been like so far? &lt;br /&gt;Bad Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Best advise you give? &lt;br /&gt;Just Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the worst game you play? &lt;br /&gt;Love Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.How would you like to die? &lt;br /&gt;Speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Your motto? &lt;br /&gt;Again and Again.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 19:33:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>4 Questions Meme - asked by Chomiji</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&quot;entry&quot;&gt;&lt;ol style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you could &amp;quot;shadow&amp;quot; a celebrity (any type: author, actress, singer, politician ...) for a week, being that person&apos;s assistant and seeing what they really did, whom would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give me an idea for an SDK/Terry Pratchett crossover: who goes to which world, and whom do they meet?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You yourself are transported to another world and become something non-human!  Where do you go, and what do you become?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It&apos;s 10 years from now, and you&apos;re about to receive an award for your work ... the awards ceremony is televised, too! What award are you receiving, and what do you wear to receive it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Tricky...very tricky. I&apos;m gonna give two answers: a light hearted one and a serious one. I would follow Lady Gaga to try and get inside her head. But then I would also like to shadow Gordon Brown to see what the heck he is actually doing with all our money and see if I can suggest anything to him to try and save the UK from becoming a Conservative dumping ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lovely! I would like to see Yuki, Kyo, Yuya and Hotaru land in Ankh-Morpork and they meet the Watch, namely Vimes, Nobby, Carrot and Colon. And maybe a couple of wizards and the Librarian. Oh...too many characters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Many many places! But I think Middle-Earth and an Elf. Or, Ankh-Morpork as a Black Ribboner Vampire from Uberwold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. An Oscar! And I&apos;ll be wearing something from Marc Jacobs (haha! Right....)&amp;nbsp;But, a Nobel Laureate for my books. And I aint gonna lie to my fans *either film or books* I&apos;m a sloppy person by nature so a good pair of jeans, a smart in-fashion tshirt and a new pair of comfy shoes, most likely trainers or Converses or Timberland boots. OR! If I&apos;m REALLY fortunate, maybe a pair of thigh high boots. *nods*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions asked by Chomiji. If you&apos;d like 4 questions asked, comment below with &amp;quot;Resistance is Futile!&amp;quot; and I&apos;ll ask you questions which you post the answers too and offer other people on your friends list the chance for questions too. &lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 09:00:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I would like to know why Liz is still up at...what is it? 1 in the morning over there? While your evening has passed, it&apos;s now morning for me ^^ Hello Liz, nice to see you still on msn 10 hours after I said night to you. xx</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 18:50:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hikari-ology</title>
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  <description>THE RULES: Once you have been tagged, you are supposed to wipe out my answers and supply your own. After, choose at least 10 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If you were tagged, it&apos;s because I want to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let others know a little more about yourself! Re-post this as your name followed by &amp;quot;ology&amp;quot;. &lt;br /&gt;Yanked from HotIceRed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********FOODOLOGY***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your salad dressing of choice?&lt;br /&gt;NONE! Hate salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Hut....for all it&apos;s worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of?&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Hut Stuffed Crust Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are your pizza toppings of choice?&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Corn....sweet corn...and more sweet corn! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What do you like to put on your toast?&lt;br /&gt;butter, or Nutella if we have some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********TECHNOLOGY***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How many televisions are in your house?&lt;br /&gt;4. Three work: the livingroom, mine and my brother&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What color cell phone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;Black and Chrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How many computers are in your house?&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have any idea how many Megahertz your computer has?&lt;br /&gt;I used to know. I know it&apos;s not enough to play Sims with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********BIOLOGY***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you right-handed or left-hand?&lt;br /&gt;Left, for writing, I do everything else with my right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever had anything removed from your body?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Not yet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last heavy item you lifted?&lt;br /&gt;My brother&apos;s Wii Fit board for Christmas. SHUSSSH! Don&apos;t tell him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been knocked unconscious?&lt;br /&gt;Nope &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********BULLCRAPOLOGY***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?&lt;br /&gt;Hikari (what else?)&amp;nbsp;or Raezael ( I made that name myself)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for &amp;pound;1000?&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s a trick question I think....because I don&apos;t think I&apos;ve ever seen Hot Sauce here....yet you have your price in pounds Liz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********DUMBOLOGY***********&lt;br /&gt;1. How many pairs of flip flops do you own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;entry_text&quot;&gt;Um....1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last time you had a run-in with the cops?&lt;br /&gt;Never....if you don&apos;t count them coming to the door because someone&apos;s been murdered behind your flat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;Mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;Mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********FAVORITOLOGY***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Season?&lt;br /&gt;Winter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Holiday?&lt;br /&gt;Christmas&lt;br /&gt;3. Day of the week?&lt;br /&gt;friday~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Month?&lt;br /&gt;December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********CURRENTOLOGY***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mood?&lt;br /&gt;Creative &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Saving Able - Addicted &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Watching?&lt;br /&gt;ipperne&apos;s coversation tab blinking at the bottom of my screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********RANDOMOLOGY***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First place you went this morning?&lt;br /&gt;bathroom...I have the tummy bug. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What&apos;s the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;300&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;YEP! A laughing smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********OTHEROLOGY***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you always answer your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, if I can get to it on time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.It&apos;s 4 in the morning and you get a text message, who is it?&lt;br /&gt;Twitter, telling me that Alex Evans, Lady Gaga or Ipperne have updated their twitter. Or Ryan asking where I&apos;ve been or how my halloween went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you could change your eye color what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;You can&apos;t tell what colour my eyes are at most times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?&lt;br /&gt;Sonic? I know not what that is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you own a digital camera?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a crappy 3 MPs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a pet fish?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. My longest was 17 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Christmas song(s):&lt;br /&gt;Bowling for Soup - Merry Friken Christmas. Or The Holly and the Ivy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What&apos;s on your wish list for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;To actually see my 18th birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Can you do push ups?&lt;br /&gt;I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Can you do a chin up?&lt;br /&gt;Haven&apos;t tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Does the future make you more nervous or excited?&lt;br /&gt;Depends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have any saved texts?&lt;br /&gt;Plenty. Dirty jokes from my aunty Meg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Ever been in a car wreck?&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you have an accent?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, English with a Glasweigen lilt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last song to make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Tsukiakari by Rei Fu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Plans tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Writing my book...between being sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom?&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been dangerously close to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Name 3 things you bought yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;A muffin, Aero Mint, 2 Quorn Sausage rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever been given roses?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, by Mummy when I was sick years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Current worry?&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not going to make it into college tomorrow! I love it there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Current hate right now?&lt;br /&gt;Gillian Ried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Met someone who changed your life?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How will you bring in the New Year?&lt;br /&gt;Same as every year. With the family and shortcake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What song represents you?&lt;br /&gt;A few, &amp;quot;Just Fine&amp;quot; by M.J.B and &amp;quot;Soar&amp;quot; by Christina A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Name three people who might complete this.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever dated someone longer than a year?&lt;br /&gt;Never had a boyfriend so no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Does anyone love you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I can confidently say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Ever had someone sing to you?&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh. Wasn&apos;t pleasent either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you like to cuddle?&lt;br /&gt;I love my cuddles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you held hands with anyone today?&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Are most of the friends in your life new or old?&lt;br /&gt;New. All my old friends haven&apos;t bothered to contact me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you like pulpy orange juice?&lt;br /&gt;No! Ewww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Where do you see yourself in 5 years?&lt;br /&gt;With very good luck, the RSAMD. Or doing photography course. &lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 16:36:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I would like your opinion...</title>
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  <description>My uncle in Canada has just made me a proposition: in 2011/12, would I like to fly out to Canada to babysit my then 7 year old cousin for 3 months? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, MONTHS, not weeks. &lt;br /&gt;By that time I will be 19/20, have hopefully finished my 3 years at college and have saved up enough to live there for that amount of time. &lt;br /&gt;What do you think of this?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 15:07:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*sniffles*</title>
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  <description>Damn Flu Jag. Making me feel like I&apos;m going to be sick. &lt;br /&gt;It was funny, getting the invitation to an Open Day at my tiny Richazie surgery. So me and my mum (who has to get it because of her Lupus) decided to head down early. We go in and the place is packed! Every seat taken with people between 50 to 190 and with standing room only. It was strange being the only 17 there to get the jag (it&apos;s not the H1N1 (Swine Flu)&amp;nbsp;jag, just normal flu) Standing in a hot and cramped waiting room for 45 minutes is not fun, made worse when the jag makes you feel like you do actually have the flu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few rants, skip over if you don&apos;t want to read. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s college. To get to the HNC level we *have* to be assessed. It&apos;s not the best thing, but stop complaining! We know it&apos;s shit! But please! Grow the fuck up. For all of those who didn&apos;t bother to get Higher English, you must sit Lit and Comms, because as an actor you have to be able to read more then the lines in front of you. So quite your complaining Todd. And for those who have a free twitter and have had a religious &apos;advert&apos; thrown at you? Again, get over it, freedom of speech and all that palava.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 13:08:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>How Lady Gaga out-skanks the competition</title>
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  <description>I have just read this article about Lady Gaga on my Friends Page. And by God, it isn&apos;t half true! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look and see what you think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/ladygagafans/464751.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;community.livejournal.com/ladygagafans/464751.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 12:50:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hospital 2. Don&apos;t worry, it&apos;s GREAT news!</title>
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  <description>I went. All on my lonesome and ended up with the Head of Department (the ACS - Assisted Contraception Services. I got some funny looks, being only 17...) *smiles*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a short, sharp and to the point session, lasting three minutes maximum, wherein I was told that I do not have full blown PCOS, that I have a mild case. I don&apos;t have the three signs suggesting that I have it: &lt;br /&gt;1) irregular or non-existant periods&lt;br /&gt;2) High Androgen levels&lt;br /&gt;3) Cysts or growths on my ovaries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never went for a scan of my ovaries because my androgen levels are completely normal. At best they said I have a &apos;Mild Case&apos; because of my Insulin Resistance which will go away once I reach a desirable weight, which I will continue visits to my GP to monitor. I was also told that I do not need to keep taking my Metformin or Tanexamic Acid pills once I had reached that desired weight. All my questions were answered so I can sleep peacefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my Dad does not seem happy with the way that I&apos;ve been treated at this department. When I told him, he seemed to get really peed off because at my last visit I was told that I had it. Now I only have a mild case. I get so angry at him sometimes. Can&apos;t he just be happy that I don&apos;t have to go back there in the forseeable future? Or maybe he was just angry before I got home? *sighs*&amp;nbsp;that&apos;s family for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m happy now! *curls around teddy bear*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Chomiji. Thank you for the &amp;gt;hugs!&amp;lt; I really needed them. It seems like I won&apos;t be writing off my fertility for now. All I need to do is find a way of not being depressed or embaressed about my excessive hair or looks. It has got me down in that past but as your article said, the hair growth stops when the weight gets off. But it will always be thick, so Electrolosys here I come *grins*&amp;nbsp;Thank you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 20:44:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hospital.</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s my day off tomorrow. I have to go to the hospital, hopefully for the last time until I want to get pregnant or something else goes wrong with my ovaries. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s my first time going by myself, so I&apos;m a little nervous. I have so many questions like whether I&apos;m infertile or not (a little grown up but I think I would like kids)&amp;nbsp;and why I&apos;m only getting PMS on my left side and not my right (this questions could lead to a scan of my ovaries...)&amp;nbsp;and how serious is my PCOS? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I can remember all my questions. This illness is such a pain!</description>
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  <lj:music>DJ Felli Fel - Get Buck in Here</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">DJ Felli Fel - Get Buck in Here</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 11:35:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SDK Relese of 35 and 36</title>
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  <description>*laughs hysterically in college library* 75 DAYS TILL THE BUMPER EDITION OF SDK (VOL 35/6)&amp;nbsp;IS RELEASED!&amp;nbsp;BOOK DEPOSITORY HAS IT! *Dies from lack of air* Means I can get it without too much of a wait....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Del Ray!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2009 18:09:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Top of the Charts</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&apos;appwidget appwidget-qotd&apos; id=&apos;LJWidget_6&apos;&gt;
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My iTunes says that &amp;quot;Daia no Hana&amp;quot; (theme song from Black Cat anime)&amp;nbsp;is my most played song&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 19:18:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>College day 4</title>
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  <description>Friday. Acting for two hours, lunch, then Lit. and Comms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, student or teacher, poured something into the swimming pool and it reacted to the chlorine and created a gas. Thus the police and fireservice people all over the college campus so class didn&apos;t start till...oh maybe, half 10. No monologue. *screams* just fun games ^^&amp;nbsp;and we got our first piece of homework: a 300 word min essay on jobs in the performing arts sector and how to find them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost didn&apos;t make it to Lit and Comms. We found our way to 6/5 (Level 6 room 5)&amp;nbsp;and waited for half an hour. Most of us wanted to go back to the Residential Halls because we thought they had forgotten about us. But the teacher found us and we were led to 4/1. Lit. is all about reading, writing and analysing text. Lovely. Comms is...communication. We had 2 minutes to prepare a 1 minute talk about ourselves to present to the class. I was last, but got the biggest applause *grins*&amp;nbsp;I was sooo nervous but once I got started I managed to fill the whole minute! I might not even need to sit Comms because I already have Higher English at a C. But maybe I should take it? What do you think? Lit is compulsary.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 18:32:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>College day 3</title>
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  <description>Classes start at 12. So I got time to reply to my mails that morning. *ish happy*&amp;nbsp;and sleep in *ish even happier*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get in around 11:15 and wait. At 12 we all shuffle into the Culture Room for voice only to be told that the Drama department is having an emergancy meeting and to come back in half an hour. Fine with me, off to the library. We come back at half past 12...well, I get ahead of everyone else and poke my head around the door to find that they are still talking. We&apos;re then told to just keep on waiting so we all vanish off for lunch which should have been at 1.Along comes 1 o&apos;clock and we&apos;re told &amp;quot;Go for lunch&amp;quot;...so we&apos;ve just had a two hour lunch. Lovely ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 2 to half 4 was Theatre History. We discovered that theatre came from the celebrations of Dynosus (Greek God of Wine, might not be spelling it right...)&amp;nbsp;and that Comedy was to celebrate his rebirth with wine and Tragedy was to mourn his passing for the year. We then read out aloud some of the first ever full play that we have from the Greeks. The first murder play ever written which is very long and sometimes slow. But it&apos;s well written. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is my day off. No need to tell you that I&apos;m absolutly exhausted and slept late, then slept some more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is a 10 o&apos;clock start with 2 hours of Acting (Monologue, finally) then lunch and then Communication and Lit. which I might not need to take. Oh happy day.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 08:24:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>College day 2</title>
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  <description>Day two and OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! *goes limping around the flat*&amp;nbsp;Guess what? Most of us are still sore from the 3 hour workout yesterday. Most of us were in extream pain in the thigh area. Even after a hot bath the night before I still woke up with sore thighs which made the ten minute walk down High Street 20 minutes long. Good thing I left early then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Acting at 10 to 12. Didn&apos;t need my monologue till Friday! Wonderful, I ran my butt off memorising this monologue only to learn that I have another week to learn it? *sighs*&amp;nbsp;anyway, a good game of BANG! Was a great warm up along with Walkabout. We then (this seems to be a recurring theme) got into groups and used our bodies to make the words &amp;quot;Love&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Hate&amp;quot;. Then we used a tablue (Freezeframe picture)&amp;nbsp;to show &amp;quot;Hunger&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Hate&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Faith&amp;quot; So again we are all in pain after those two hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch then at 1 till 3 was Drama Performance Skills which is the technical side of things. We had to, in our groups, devise an improvisation on drinking. Me being the quirky one of the group managed to get a few laughs out of our audience because of the tension Todd was creating with Robert. Lovely. Debbie (lecturer)&amp;nbsp;then takes out the &apos;main character&apos; or the most important person in the improv&apos; to see how the rest act. I took on main role and combined my character with Todd&apos;s, managing to keep the story going nicely. During break, Debbie comes up to me and says&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Your vomiting skills are exceptional&amp;quot;  So that was me happy for the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice...we read out 9 poems that make Debbie cry. When I read out the first few lines of &amp;quot;Warning.&amp;quot; by Jenny Joseph Gemma asked if we had to carry on with &amp;quot;that accent&amp;quot; Debbie said that she could if she wanted, so Gemma put on a pretty good English accent and again we were both praised by Debbie for putting on accents. That was when Alex stepped in and told the class that my accent wasn&apos;t put on. So another good laugh all around at my expence at Gemma&apos;s face when she realised I was English. *grins*&amp;nbsp;We have homework: bring in a poem or lyrics that mean something to you. I&apos;m bringing in &amp;quot;Mice&amp;quot; by John Burnside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up was really an introduction as to who wears it and to what purpose. We discussed Goths, amazingly enough, and how they could be seen as &apos;romantic&apos; in a sense that they feel like they don&apos;t belong and etc. I never thought of Goths that way, so the next time I see a Goth I&apos;ll smile and say hi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home time. *nods*&amp;nbsp;the walk up the hill that is High Street, was made easier by the fact that I wasn&apos;t alone. Kyle gets the train from the station a block from my bus stop so now it looks like we&apos;ll be walking that hill together for the next 3 or so years. Lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s Wednesday today (I&apos;m not implying that you don&apos;t know the date XD)&amp;nbsp;which means classes start at 12. So an hour of Voice, lunch, then from 2 till 5 is Theatre History. So a day with Debbie ^^&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ll tell you how that goes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 17:50:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>College day 1</title>
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  <description>Day one of my NQ (National Qualification)&amp;nbsp;and I&apos;m as sore as hell. &lt;br /&gt;10 to 12 was Movement, where we had to make the first four letters of our name with our bodies ^^ And since I&apos;ve decided to have myself called Bec, I had to spell B.E.C.W. It left marks on my bum. Ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 12 to 1 was an hour of dance, in which we focused on Jazz whiched caused me to stick to the performance matts with sweat. When I sat back up again I could HEAR the sound of my clothes peeling off the matts. Ewww the sweat...*shudders*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature was moved to friday with Communications. Literature and Communications is the same as Higher English, which I already have so I may not need to do it. Great! But I will probably sit through it if they will let me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is 2 hours of Acting then another 2 hours of Performance skills (Production skills like lighting etc)&amp;nbsp;an hour of voice and another hour of Stage Makeup. Which sounds wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll tell you about all that tomorrow. Later ^^&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <lj:music>the BBC News.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">the BBC News.</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 09:44:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hello there</title>
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  <description>Okay, hello there, I&apos;m back. *grins*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is still...correction, my external monitor that I need is broken and it doesn&apos;t look like I&apos;ll be getting a new one anytime soon so I&apos;m left with my mummy&apos;s laptop. *nods*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mull (holiday)&amp;nbsp;even though it&apos;s very north Scotland which is ment to be really wet and windy, turned out to be very sunny on some days. Put it this way: I have a tan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College starts tomorrow. On enrollement last wednesday we all met our Acting teacher Stephen who told us that we were going to be focusing on audition techniques first so we are all going to perform our audition monologues to the class of around 40. Trouble was that my new found friends Leanne and Alex had their monologues taken off them at the audition and I&apos;ve...&apos;lost&apos; mine. Truth is that I don&apos;t want to perform my monologue in front of the class because I have actually forgotten it and I don&apos;t feel comfortable with it. It wasn&apos;t my best acting experiance yet and it was a means to an end. But Stephen has told us that if we don&apos;t have it/forgotten it/want to change it then we can. So I am. I&apos;m using Marilyn Monroe&apos;s monologue/dialogue from &amp;quot;Some Like it Hot&amp;quot; about tenor sax and why she is not very bright (the character, not Marilyn)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today we discovered that our beloved pet hamster, Sakura, died. She was 3 years old. R.I.P&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and has any HOTMAIL users got this mail with the subject &amp;quot;ENTER LOGIN DETAILS OR LOSE ACCOUNT&amp;quot;? I was initially shaken at first then laughed out loud at the fact that it was blocked by the anitvirus. Funny funny ha ha.</description>
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  <lj:music>Just Fine - M.J Blige</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 31 Jul 2009 12:22:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Favourite songs begining with B</title>
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  <description>&amp;quot;Comment on this post saying you want a letter - I&apos;ll give you one, then post to your journal your five favourite songs that begin with that letter - along with downloads if you like. Or music videos ... whatever works.&amp;quot; Yanked kindly from &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_chomiji&apos; lj:user=&apos;chomiji&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://chomiji.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://chomiji.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;chomiji&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring Me Down (Kanye West feat Brandy)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvgPNUSI0LM&quot;&gt;www.youtube.com/watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black or White (Michael Jackson)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AScMX8gZtuI&quot;&gt;www.youtube.com/watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bella&apos;s Lullaby *music* (composed by Carter Burwel for &amp;quot;Twilight&amp;quot;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IoBoeg-oyBA&quot;&gt;www.youtube.com/watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beautiful Disaster (Kelly Clarkson)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUnI1qLZPNg&quot;&gt;www.youtube.com/watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakfast at Tiffany&apos;s&amp;nbsp;(Deep Blue Something)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RiI8r05Zoqc&quot;&gt;www.youtube.com/watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Deep Blue Something &quot;</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 20:27:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So...</title>
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  <description>My computer is broken! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was overdone, but I&apos;m managing with my Mum&apos;s computer which is now rationed. But I can live because I&apos;ll get it fixed soon. Hopefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, next week I&apos;m away on holiday to the very north island of Mull for a week with no connection to the outside world...maybe. My exam results come out the week and I have signed up to get them texted to me on the day but if there is no reception then I&apos;m fudged. But it&apos;s no big deal, maybe not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my holiday...I have to leave at 5 in the morning on Saturday to make the ferry at 9 in Oban. Great. But hopefully I&apos;ll get a post card out to friends...whoever remains my friend ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye, I won&apos;t write again till after my holiday. &lt;br /&gt;Later.</description>
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  <lj:music>TV: Qi</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 17:25:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Book Signing happiness ^^</title>
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  <description>I went to one of my local Boarders today for a talk/book signing by Cassandra Clare and fellow authoress Sara Reese Brennan of their new books: &amp;quot;City of Glass&amp;quot; (Clare)&amp;nbsp;and &amp;quot;Demon Lexicon&amp;quot; (Brannan) . I haven&apos;t yet purchased &amp;quot;Demon Lexicon&amp;quot; but I managed to get &amp;quot;City of Glass&amp;quot; signed and now I can finally get down to reading it. Getting it signed was like closure for the trilogy. I seemed to be the only person out of about 60 who got &amp;quot;Team Raphael&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;writen on my page. I love that vampire. &lt;br /&gt;I think it&apos;s worth the 45 minutes wait and the extrodinary heat ^^.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 19:36:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Family huh?</title>
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  <description>It hurts to know that your own family is falling apart internally. &lt;br /&gt;It hurts to know, that your Dad says things to stand up for me, my brother and other smaller members of my family, only to be disrespected by his mother and father in-law. My own Gran and Papa. &lt;br /&gt;It hurts to know that a beloved cousin, a more loved brother and you yourself have been used as scapegoats for those two grandparents and the afore mentioned cousin&apos;s mother because of their own &apos;issues&apos;. &lt;br /&gt;To be told that you have to behave in a certain way, to those &apos;Grand Parent&apos;s&apos; expectations, so much so that you act against the way that you were raised and the way you&apos;ve chosen to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just discovered many things about my Gran and Papa that I didn&apos;t want to know...but now I do...now I have to wonder if I can consider them family at all. They have hurt my Father so much...HOW THE FUCK COULD THEY!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 18:24:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bomb scare 2</title>
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  <description>Today I finally went out into town, only to find a block of Sauchiehall Street taped off with Police tape. I stood with the early commuters, watching a Forensic photograph this cardboard box in several different positions, swab it, and then pack it away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s the second time that street&apos;s had a bomb scare, the first was last year in front of pizza hut on the block further down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m just waiting for something to happen.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 13:11:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Heat...*mealts*</title>
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  <description>So by Friday this week, it&apos;s meant to have reached an all time high of 33 degrees C (91.4 F if you do it in Fahrenheit)&amp;nbsp;in London. We have now been put on &apos;Heatwave Warning&apos; by the Met. Office for the first time ever and the NHS has been told to get ready for a rise in Heart attacks and other heat related emergencies. This is the time when I worry for my 85+ Nana in London *worries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the weather I signed up for when I moved to Scotland. But then I didn&apos;t have choice in the matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s going to be a LONG week for us hay feaver sufferers.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 09:43:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: RIP Michael Jackson</title>
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&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style=&apos;border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;&apos;&gt;&lt;p&gt;In honor of the King of Pop: What is your favorite Michael Jackson song?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&apos;font-size: 0.8em;&apos;&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_deathbylies&apos; lj:user=&apos;deathbylies&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://deathbylies.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://deathbylies.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;deathbylies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;button&quot; value=&quot;Answer&quot; onclick=&quot;document.location.href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=961&apos;&quot; /&gt; &lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=961&quot;&gt;View 509 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Black or White. &lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 11:17:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Conversion Rate</title>
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&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style=&apos;border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;&apos;&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever considered converting to another religion?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&apos;font-size: 0.8em;&apos;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;button&quot; value=&quot;Answer&quot; onclick=&quot;document.location.href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=943&apos;&quot; /&gt; &lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=943&quot;&gt;View 504 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
No, I&apos;m quite happy with the High Protestant/Anglicist church that I was born into, thank you very much. &lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 10:28:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Vampire fiction chapter one</title>
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  <description>Something I want to post up on Fictionpress but I&apos;m not sure on my 255 character summery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;Let me set a few things straight about us vampires: We ain&apos;t rich. We are not always good looking and attractive and we don&apos;t have the same hang ups most fictional vamps have.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;We ain&apos;t rich. As far as fiction goes, we vampires are supposedly rolling in green (actually...more blue, red and faded green) notes. For example: the nations (and dare I say the World&apos;s?) most popular vampire books &amp;ldquo;The Twilight Saga&amp;rdquo; has the Cullens, who are, after years of being &apos;alive&apos;, have amassed a huge amount of wealth (have you SEEN the film?). And example number two: the less well known &amp;ldquo;Blue Blood Saga&amp;rdquo; by Melissa de la Cruz. The main vamps there OWN New York and America basically. And the traditional vamp Dracula was a Count himself. A title which in itself brings the dollar sign to your eyes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;Fictional vampires have it all. Lucky bastards. Money, attention, brains, looks. They have all that and more and yet they&apos;re all angsty (Edward) and naive (Schuyler). I&apos;m not dissing any books, I just find that a few characters drive me around the bend with their talk of being &amp;ldquo;Monsters&amp;rdquo; and being &amp;ldquo;One of them.&amp;rdquo; It jumps on my last nerve.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;No, we real vamps live in the real world of illness, blood sucking and the recession. Simple as that. The writers of those books probably invented those vampires to escape their personal Hell. I live with my four brothers and three sisters and my parents in a comfy 5 bedroom villa in a new estate built by the government before the recession began. The estate itself is large and has no character: all the houses look that same: the same double glazed windows with the white washed walls and cherry red front door. The same small single garage and terracotta coloured roof tiles and the same white, over-heated conservatory with the same smidgen of grass around the back and front that represents a back and front garden. All replicas of something the designer had seen on a Sandals resort holiday. The houses that make up the &amp;ldquo;Oaks and Shields&amp;rdquo; estate looked expensive on the outside, but on the inside the promising fa&amp;ccedil;ade dropped when the &apos;double&apos; bedrooms looked like a single room at a cheap hostel. Still, it was better then the four bedroom flat we were living in a few years ago.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;My youngest brother, Lee, was really sick. The hospital smelled like...hospital. Well, A and E had mixed smells of hospital, sweat, tears and blood. It was a Friday night, that should explain the blood.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Personal Note: We don&apos;t go crazy at the smell of blood. Unless you&apos;re kept in a basement for months with no food and are mentally unstable...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Lee had been coughing up blood since he was born. The Tuberculosis was getting worse. We were told to expect the end pretty soon.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Personal Note: Yes, we get sick. I don&apos;t know why, but I think it&apos;s because we are descended from humans and are still fragile. Sometimes I think we vampires are lower forms then humans: since you guys can survive without drinking blood. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;It had been a rough night, and his coughing wouldn&apos;t stop: he couldn&apos;t eat anything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes another Personal Note: Yes we do eat food...blood can only do so much...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;I rested my head against the taupe coloured wall and looked around A/E: there had been a gang fight somewhere in town earlier that night: teens in Berghaus Mera Peak jackets and NY baseball caps were sitting around with clumps of bloody fabric to their wounds. Every so often a trolley would roll by with someone on it: a neck brace, maybe more blood, sometimes a baby&apos;s head popping out from between a pair of legs. Drunken clubbers showed evidence of the city&apos;s raging night life with OD teenagers in barely there neon coloured rave clothes pulled past in body bags (the reason I know the colour of their clothes was that one of the body&apos;s fell off a table on it&apos;s way past.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;It had been a long  and terrible night for me and my Mum: it had started at seven o&apos;clock when he had a coughing fit that wouldn&apos;t stop. So my Mum drove me and Lee to hospital while my Dad and other four siblings that were home that night paced around the living room and bit already shortened nails to the quick. The doctors saw him straight away, and for eleven hours we sat in the taupe waiting room for news.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Finally, at six o&apos;clock in the morning, the doctor came to us and told us that he had stopped coughing, but could not leave the hospital because his lungs were flooded with blood. Mum was in tears: a mixture of both shock, tiredness and fear that the end for our youngest was closing in. I just stood there, emotionless and concentrated: Mum was in no fit state to handle anything, so I took care of all the details.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;I drove us home in the early morning sunrise. I slipped on my red lensed wrap arounds as we drove into the sun. The sunrise and fall hurts our eyes if not protected: our irises go red if exposed to direct sunlight from the rise and fall for too long.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Personal Note: Yes, we can go in sunlight. If you guys can, why can&apos;t we?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;The atmosphere was putrid, it made me sick to my stomach. At home, my other brothers and sisters that were not ready to leave home were no better at handling the news as Mum was. Dad was the only one that remained in control, possibly better then me. While he put Mum and my other siblings to bed, the task of phoning Robert and Craig fell to me. Robert, in his infinite wisdom, had moved out and had got a job at the tender age of nineteen. Craig was just staying over night at a friend&apos;s house. I didn&apos;t like that Craig was spending so much time with his friends now...If he was to tell, you can never be sure how people will react.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Robert&apos;s phone rang out a few times before his bleary voice answered.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&apos;ve reached Robert Warren&apos;s phone, I&apos;m sorry I can&apos;t answer the phone right now but I&apos;m kinda busy with my-&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Shut it Robert.&amp;rdquo; I snapped. I was tired of calling him in the middle of a harem.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fuck up Jamie-Ann.&amp;rdquo; Yes, that&apos;s my name: Jamie-Ann.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Lee&apos;s in hospital...&amp;rdquo; Silence. Then,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Shit.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;When?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;All night.&amp;rdquo; I looked around our lightening spacious living room, &amp;ldquo;Mum&apos;s falling to pieces. So are the others. Dad&apos;s holding it together though.&amp;rdquo; There was the sound of a soft female moan and the creaking of mattress springs as Robert rolled over.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&apos;ll be there.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;All right. I need to phone Craig. Later.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, soon.&amp;rdquo; I ended the call and phoned Craig&apos;s mobile. He answered it immediately.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hi Jamie.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hi. Listen, Lee&apos;s in hospital. We need you to come back.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why?&amp;rdquo; I pulled a face.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What do you mean: why!? You&apos;re little brother could be dying for God&apos;s sake!&amp;rdquo; From upstairs my Mum cried out in a wail. I rolled my eyes: as much as I knew he wasn&apos;t going to last for too much longer, Lee still had time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;...I wouldn&apos;t have thought it was that bad?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;TB is always bad, idiot.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&apos;t-&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just fuck up and get home!&amp;rdquo; I snapped again and ended the call. Craig grated on my last nerve.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;We know of only three other vampire families around here: the Morrisons, Campbells and the Knights. They all live in my estate or in the estate next to ours. The Morrison&apos;s lived down the road from us and it was because of that that me and Jane Morrison, sat in the empty park, on the cold rubber swings, in the centre of the estate an hour later, smoking cigarettes and talking about Lee.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;He&apos;s going to go soon. I can feel it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Damn.&amp;rdquo; The ginger flicked the butt of her last cigarette onto the wood chippings and adjusted her black sunglasses.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Knew it was coming. I&apos;m ready for it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Good.&amp;rdquo; Jane flicked her lighter on and off. &amp;ldquo;What about Craig? How&apos;s he?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I think he&apos;s told someone...&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Shit! Really?&amp;rdquo; She rasped and coughed. &amp;ldquo;Who?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Those friends of his.&amp;rdquo; I handed her my cigarette. She took it and dragged.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do you think he&apos;s that stupid?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course he is. All he&apos;s ever wanted was to be human, or at least, accepted. He may have been born a vamp, but he doesn&apos;t want to stay one.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can&apos;t fight what you&apos;re born as.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, but you can change who you are.&amp;rdquo; We swung in silence for a while, shivering in the slight breeze. The sun was over the terracotta tiles of the cloned houses, out of our immediate line of sight, we could take our glasses off now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&apos;m hungry.&amp;rdquo; She broke the silence before me, saying exactly what I was thinking.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Me too.&amp;rdquo; I had already eaten toast.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&apos;s Saturday morning, and I&apos;m sick of lamb and pigs blood.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah...&amp;rdquo; I gazed off to the hills behind the houses.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;We could always...&amp;rdquo; I could see her pulling the coaxing look at me from the corner of my eye. I didn&apos;t look away from the hills.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p lang=&quot;en-GB&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah...lets.&amp;rdquo; We left the swings swinging with our rising and headed for Jane&apos;s small blue Honda Civic and headed to the city.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks. ^^&amp;nbsp;Let me know how it reads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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