<?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-3249344054211331974</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:03:54.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More than just The Final Flash</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3249344054211331974/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Francis Mell Valenzuela Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07629951838951963745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3249344054211331974.post-7822983064527497401</id><published>2007-01-08T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T13:30:06.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What're you doing?</title><content type='html'>1.) Anong music ang pinapatugtog mongayon?&lt;br /&gt;-Some Korean song, I don't know the title.&lt;br /&gt;2.) San ka galing kanina, anong ginawamo dun?&lt;br /&gt;-From home, I prepared myself so I could see my girlfriend Nizzie.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Sinong huli mong nakausap sa phone?&lt;br /&gt;- Nizzie&lt;br /&gt;4.) Sinong iniisip mo ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;- Nizzie ^_^&lt;br /&gt;5.) Happy ka ba ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah I am.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Kamusta naman ang life mo?&lt;br /&gt;- It's ok.&lt;br /&gt;7.) Mabilis ka bang magsawa?&lt;br /&gt;- No, not really.&lt;br /&gt;8.) Gusto mo bang makipag telebabad satelephone?&lt;br /&gt;- Sure, as long as it's my girlfriend I'm talking to.&lt;br /&gt;9.) Sino sinong mga ka text moh ngaun?&lt;br /&gt;- None at the moment&lt;br /&gt;10.) Pagod ka ba ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope, it's morning.&lt;br /&gt;11.) Napagalitan ka ba ng parents mongayon?&lt;br /&gt;- Nah.&lt;br /&gt;12.)Kelan ka huling umiyak?&lt;br /&gt;- Ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;13.) Mahilig ka ba sa gifts?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, it's always bad to not accept what is being given to you for free, that's my motto. joke.&lt;br /&gt;14.) Anong gusto mong gawin ngayon?- Just spend time with my girlfriend, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;15.) San mo gustong pumunta?&lt;br /&gt;- Anywhere, really.&lt;br /&gt;16.) Excited ka na ba sa xmas?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah I'm so excited for Cristmas! YEBAH!!! Only 360 days left before it's Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;17.) Umiinom ka ba ng mga drinks?&lt;br /&gt;- Define drinks.&lt;br /&gt;18.) Anong mas gusto mo... makulit o pasaway?&lt;br /&gt;- Pasaway.&lt;br /&gt;19.) ???- screw u.20.) Anong fave mong drink?&lt;br /&gt;- Softdrinks.&lt;br /&gt;21.) Adik ka ba sa internet?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, well actually no, it's just when I surf the net, the addiction comes, but while I'm not using a PC, I don't feel an urge to use the internet.&lt;br /&gt;22.) Anong feeling mo pag may kausap ka sa phone?&lt;br /&gt;- Many possible answers. It depends on who's on the other side of the line.&lt;br /&gt;23.) Anong favorite mong thing sa bedroom mo?&lt;br /&gt;- Our PC.&lt;br /&gt;24.) ano lagi mong katabi matulog?&lt;br /&gt;- A pillow. Oh and a ghost, he he he.&lt;br /&gt;25.) Anong feeling mo ngayong orasna ito?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing really, I'm just glad I'm with Nizzie.&lt;br /&gt;26.) Mahilig ka ba sa mga remembrance?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes, so I can remember how I felt at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;27.) Anong ginagawa mo ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;- Answering this survey, duh ... what a dumb question, he he he ^^&lt;br /&gt;28.) Kumain ka ba ng dinner?&lt;br /&gt;- It is morning by the way.&lt;br /&gt;29.) saan Lkad mu bukas?&lt;br /&gt;- Same, LPU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3249344054211331974-7822983064527497401?l=finalflashredux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/feeds/7822983064527497401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3249344054211331974&amp;postID=7822983064527497401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3249344054211331974/posts/default/7822983064527497401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3249344054211331974/posts/default/7822983064527497401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/2007/01/whatre-you-doing.html' title='What&apos;re you doing?'/><author><name>Francis Mell Valenzuela Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07629951838951963745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3249344054211331974.post-4244115893469225775</id><published>2007-01-07T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:27:01.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if ...</title><content type='html'>If I were a month I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× June&lt;br /&gt;If I were a day of the week I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Saturday&lt;br /&gt;If I were a time of the day I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× 12 midnihgt&lt;br /&gt;If I were a planet I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Pluto&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sea animal I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× A Great White Shark&lt;br /&gt;If I were a direction I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Straight Ahead&lt;br /&gt;If I were a piece of furniture I wouldbe:&lt;br /&gt;× Cabinet&lt;br /&gt;If I were a gemstone, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Ruby&lt;br /&gt;If I were a tree, I would be? :&lt;br /&gt;× Bonsai&lt;br /&gt;If I were a bird, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× A hawk&lt;br /&gt;If I were a flower/plant, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Venus Flytrap&lt;br /&gt;If I were a kind of weather, I wouldbe:&lt;br /&gt;× A perfect storm&lt;br /&gt;If I were a musical instrument, I wouldbe:&lt;br /&gt;× A drum&lt;br /&gt;If I were a color, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Yellow&lt;br /&gt;If I were an emotion, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Sadness disguised with a smile&lt;br /&gt;If I were a vegetable, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× A Cactus&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sound, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Thunder&lt;br /&gt;If I were an element, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Fire&lt;br /&gt;If I were a car, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Monster truck&lt;br /&gt;If I were a song, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× 'Til I collapse&lt;br /&gt;If I were a movie, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× A thriller&lt;br /&gt;If I were a food, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Something worth smelling and tasting rather than eating&lt;br /&gt;If I were a place, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Pompeii&lt;br /&gt;If I were a taste, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× Chocoloate&lt;br /&gt;If I were a scent, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;×  the scent of a skunk's ... need I say it?&lt;br /&gt;If I were a word, I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× tough&lt;br /&gt;If I were a body part I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× The brain&lt;br /&gt;If I were a facial expression I wouldbe:&lt;br /&gt;× curios&lt;br /&gt;If I were a subject in school I wouldbe:&lt;br /&gt;× Algebra&lt;br /&gt;If I were a cartoon character I wouldbe:&lt;br /&gt;× Vegeta&lt;br /&gt;If I were a shape I would be:&lt;br /&gt;× A Triangle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3249344054211331974-4244115893469225775?l=finalflashredux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/feeds/4244115893469225775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3249344054211331974&amp;postID=4244115893469225775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3249344054211331974/posts/default/4244115893469225775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3249344054211331974/posts/default/4244115893469225775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-if.html' title='What if ...'/><author><name>Francis Mell Valenzuela Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07629951838951963745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3249344054211331974.post-5232240152552676330</id><published>2006-12-20T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:19:43.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A Section</title><content type='html'>Your Mood?--&gt;Wala, dissapointed actually, Nizzie and I didn't attend my Tito's birthday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popularly known as?--&gt;Kiko and Vegeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGE?--&gt;19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY?--&gt;June, 08 1987&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR ZODIAC SIGN?--&gt;Gemini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your cutest friend na girl?--&gt; Sister ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't live without... (thing)--&gt;Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice music?--&gt;Any actually, as long as it makes me move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food trip?--&gt; Hamburgers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy female/male?--&gt;Goddess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of girlfriend/boyfriend are you?--&gt; Malandi daw ... and ... Mabait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will make you fall for a guy/girl?--&gt;When the person does not use another personality in front of me but his or her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had a million bucks, whatwould you buy first?--&gt;I'd by an ATV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longest time you've ever spent onthe phone?--&gt;maybe 30 minutes or so, I'm not a telebabad myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get tired of it?--&gt;No not really, it's never tiring to hear Nizzie's voice in the phone. I love you Nizzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing you try to do everyday?--&gt;  To see Nizziel, if I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetables or fruits?--&gt;Fruits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite soundtrack?--&gt;Lose Yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night out or night in?--&gt;Night in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's scarier, ghosts or aliens?--&gt;Aliens, because Ghosts can't touch us, Aliens can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish this sentence: If I could be anyone in one day i...--&gt; would still want to be myself. I'm happy with what I already have right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened on your lastbirthday?--&gt;I blew the candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday?--&gt;Watched a lot of movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend?--&gt;Exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last X-mas?--&gt; Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last New year's eve?--&gt;Forgot ... I ate, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Valentine's day?--&gt;What exactly is that day again? Joke ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last thing you ate?--&gt;Mango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing you drank?--&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing you wore?--&gt;Rey Mysterio Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last place you went to?--&gt;Farmers Plaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you saw?--&gt;Nizzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person u talked to--&gt;Nizzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you've sent a msg onfriendster?--&gt;Ikin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last song you heard?--&gt;'Til I Collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right this VERY SECOND what are youeating?--&gt;Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing?--&gt;Tribal Shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any shoes on?--&gt; Nah, I've got sandals though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to?--&gt;Christmas Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to anyone?--&gt; To Nizzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a BITCH?--&gt;Why don't you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you artistic?--&gt;Creative? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you write poetry?--&gt;Nope, but I can write the word Poetry ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a fast runner?--&gt;Used to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you ski?--&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever cut a barbie doll's hair?--&gt;Do I look like I own Barbie Dolls?! Yup I've cut some before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are u naughty?--&gt; Mm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever done something stoopy this week?--&gt;What do you mean by Stoopy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you regret it?--&gt;Ang Kulit oh! Di ko nga alam meaning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3249344054211331974-5232240152552676330?l=finalflashredux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/feeds/5232240152552676330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3249344054211331974&amp;postID=5232240152552676330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3249344054211331974/posts/default/5232240152552676330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3249344054211331974/posts/default/5232240152552676330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/2006/12/q-section.html' title='Q&amp;A Section'/><author><name>Francis Mell Valenzuela Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07629951838951963745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3249344054211331974.post-6020552818383990964</id><published>2006-12-16T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:10:45.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(ahem)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm in an internet cafe here in Farmers Plaza listening to LP's In the end, yeah sure the song's old, but it's one heck of a song though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was really annoyed in our last meeting in NSTP, because we were given a chance to not have an exam but ... we blew it. It was like this, most of us were studying like crazy, since we never wrote down notes (Some of our classmates would just attend for the checking of their attendance then leave after after a few minutes or so,sheesh, that's really bad ... they should at least wait for half an hour ^^). Anywa...ys, like I was saying, we were really worried, but when the word got out that there was going to be no exam, we celebrated. We thanked our prof, sang the song about the eye of the tiger, wiped his head clean and spotless, ...you know, the usual. Then, he told us that instead of an exam, he'd give us a lecture instead, of course we all agreed to it. After a few minutes of lecturing, everyone in the class was shouting, especially the guys who were at the back. Even if our Prof had a mic, we were still louder than him. I hardly could hear him, and started tsking. The prof got so pissed off, he changed his mind, and gave us an exam, honestly, the exam wasn't a long one, it's just that the students at the back were so loud, talking to each other paying no attention at all to the prof. Well, even you'd get annoyed if that were to happen to you,right? Well,at least our prof ...( Sorry if I keep saying our prof or the prof, I don't know his name. My classmates say his name is Rocky, but I really don't know) knew who were the noisy bunch, because our group're not that noisy, even if we are, amazingly, we can still answer his questions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;While our prof was giving us a lecture earlier, we were reading my magazines of FHM, but my girlfriend a.k.a. Nizzie was really sleepy. It was kind o'funny since her eyes would open and close and her head would sway from left to right (talk about Stevie Wonder), it really made me laugh inside, because if I let it out, I'd be a true Lycean by now. You know... a Pirate? But, if you're reading this and you're not Nizzie, please contact my Dad, and tell her that her son's a battered boyfriend, joke ^^. I love you Nizzie. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anywa...ys, that's all I could type for now. I really don't get much topics or ideas to writ... or rather type about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3249344054211331974-6020552818383990964?l=finalflashredux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/feeds/6020552818383990964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3249344054211331974&amp;postID=6020552818383990964' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3249344054211331974/posts/default/6020552818383990964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3249344054211331974/posts/default/6020552818383990964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/2006/12/ahem.html' title='(ahem)'/><author><name>Francis Mell Valenzuela Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07629951838951963745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3249344054211331974.post-6882672253205556996</id><published>2006-12-02T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T23:01:02.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neon Genesis Evangelion: The First Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am very delighted to post this one, although it's a summary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1.what kind of first impression do you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;think people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;have when they first see you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- A very quiet guy, a sleepy head and for some reason pikon, maybe because of my eye brows, I got used to sunlight hitting my eyes back in Libya (because my friends and I used to play alot o'soccer on a field that you'd describe as a desert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2. what's one thing you like to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Anything I can come up with, but I do have Nizzie, so doing things alone never crosses my mind anymore, right now I'd rather be with her or just text her when I can, although it may take me a long time to reply. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3. what is your favorite line to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;when bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- O...K...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4. What movie(s) made you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Brave Heart, Dragon Heart, Michael Collins, Shaolin Soccer, Troy, etc., movies that have heroes that die fighting or are betrayed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5. do you ever have to beg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- It depends on what I'm begging for, you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;6. what kind of books do you like to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Fantasies, thrillers, mysteries, animated novels and comics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;7. do you think you're cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- That's what my Mother tells me, joke! I guess I'm not ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8. do you have a problem changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;clothes in front of your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Well depends on how much clothes has to be changed, a shirt, yeah it's ok, but the whole body? Nah ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;9. favorite communication method?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Texting, it's cheaper and longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;10. do you care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Yeah I do, ... I think ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;11. what do you eat when you raid the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;fridge at night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Ice cream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;12. if you could have plastic surgery,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;what would you have done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- What do plastic Surgeries do again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;13. describe your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Top o'the World! ... (ahem) Double decker, mine's the top one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;14. spontaneous or planned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- sDunno... I just sleep on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;15. do you know how to play poker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- I would if someone taught me how, actually I love games, as long as there's competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;16. what do you carry with you at all times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Uh ... Face Towel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;17. what do you miss most about being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;little?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- I miss fitting in small areas, hiding almost anywhere and knowing little about the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;20. what color is your bedroom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;21. have you ever been in a play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;22. do homeless, or starving people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sometimes annoy you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Well, you can't classify people like that, for starters they can do what others can do to you. The only thing that can really annoy you, is what is being done to you, not what a person is to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;23. do you consider yourself to be a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nice person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- I try to be .. if that counts for anything ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;24. where is your ideal marriage location?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- I will leave that to my Fiancee, anything'll do, it won't be the place that I will remember, it will be the event that I will remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;25. whats one instrument you wish you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;could play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Guitar and a Harmonica, you do notice that these two instruments can be played together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;26. something you like and hate at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;same time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Not that I know of ... no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;27. whats one language you want to learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Latin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;28. have you ever pierced your body parts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;29. do you have any tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;30. whats one trait you hate in a person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- That the word 'Respect' is not in his/her vocabulary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;32. what do you cook best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;33. do you cry in front of your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- No, .. but I do to my Girlfriend, Nizzie. I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3249344054211331974-6882672253205556996?l=finalflashredux.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/feeds/6882672253205556996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3249344054211331974&amp;postID=6882672253205556996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3249344054211331974/posts/default/6882672253205556996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3249344054211331974/posts/default/6882672253205556996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://finalflashredux.blogspot.com/2006/12/neon-genesis-evangelion-first-post.html' title='Neon Genesis Evangelion: The First Post'/><author><name>Francis Mell Valenzuela Bruno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07629951838951963745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
