<?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-2262363683232911113</id><updated>2012-01-23T04:25:05.886-08:00</updated><category term='you'/><category term='life chronicles'/><category term='chronicles'/><category term='toi'/><category term='moon'/><category term='luna'/><category term='love chronicles'/><title type='text'>Møon Lunite Chronicle</title><subtitle type='html'>How many lives can you live in one life?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-4945914171503118337</id><published>2012-01-23T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:43:59.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>Hello =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, as usual, coming back late keke oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the celebration of the Chinese new year or Lunar new year (I prefer the second name hehe) and why not celebrate it re posting on my blog again with a new try-to-not-stop-writing-on-it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also has a new background :D is it too purple? I don't care, that's how my world is, purple X) enjoy it and welcome to my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to much to say this mornight, only that I went to the Wonder Girls movie premiere on Friday :D I was so excited but it was freezing outside, my toes got numb while waiting and I got very impatient... it was worth it though, I watched the movie for free and I got the CD single for free! hehehe. I wanted to see them closer, specially my Ye Eun but at least I hope she could see me supporting her and the rest of the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to do some stuff before going to sleep and to be with my Oso kkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/eldrac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Lunar New Year!!! Year of the Water Dragon. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-4945914171503118337?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/4945914171503118337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=4945914171503118337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4945914171503118337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4945914171503118337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_eldrac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-22252429339408677</id><published>2011-08-15T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T06:30:24.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>New Day's Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Mornight ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no longer unusual that I don't write in my blog as I always wish I would but well... Some posts ago, I remember that I mentioned something about starting all over again, that we always have a brand new day to do whatever we want to begin with. And since I agree with my own concept, I don't have to wait for the end of the year to make my list of new (or old) resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is money, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;Trying everyday, failing for useless reasons, have no excuses... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;postponements are dangerous. Set up now, step by step and gain patience, which seems to be the key to almost all we need to reach the top. Patience is like the nasty medicine I don't like to take but that will help me to reduce and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;consecutively, kill the "amiss".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping... I see Miss Dawn, I can feel my friend Morpheus coming. I wish you were here, looking at the peach sky together. I Love You, Oso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/WetMountainValley02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join me in this journey that appeals riots of sentiments, since you've became the sedative to give peace to my restless soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Pero volví a mirarte y comprendí que iría contigo hasta el final..." ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have our days resolutions to start climbing the mountain of our dreams, it is never too late, life is life.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2262363683232911113-22252429339408677?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/22252429339408677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=22252429339408677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/22252429339408677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/22252429339408677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-days-reslutions.html' title='New Day&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_WetMountainValley02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-8921332817252305985</id><published>2011-05-08T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T02:12:28.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>Good Mornight =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to post just because... kekekkee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super tired but I feel good, did something out of the routine.&lt;br /&gt;I got a big ass breakfast at 5:30am with my sister, we deserved it hehe. It is a must to have it as I did when I barely eat breakfast, specially that early.&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving a banana pie right now... or something creamy with bananas.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the presence of the big "H" but I feel like dying (still, I would do it lol).&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wearing cloths I shouldn't be wearing, too lazy to put on my pj's hoho.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to wake up early "tomorrow" but I have a feeling that I won't fulfill it XP I need to go get certain things, but my bed has such a power...&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat my Chocolate Bear *-*&lt;br /&gt;I want more rain, that sprinkling wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;My Chocolatito is so cute and funny in a very sweet way ♥&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop listening to &lt;a href="http://moonslounge.blogspot.com/2011/05/jaguar.html"&gt;this song&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ri Love is telling me to go rest and I'm here posting, I'm so vicious... kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to rest now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/sleeping_bunny-225x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go, Morpheous!!! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-8921332817252305985?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/8921332817252305985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=8921332817252305985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8921332817252305985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8921332817252305985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2011/05/randomeness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_sleeping_bunny-225x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-4157944217712823710</id><published>2011-04-21T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T03:57:12.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><title type='text'>The Strongest</title><content type='html'>Good Mornight~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said before, Love is everything in every way. And as you can see, most of my "chronicles" are about Love. People that state that Love is nothing and that it is not a necessity, it is just a resentful saying used as a shield to their broken heart and I don't blame them, it is a so awful feeling, it releases hatred, apathy, it weakens and creates dark barriers to not be able to see something else... What "something else"? is there any" something else" after being morally destroyed? Yes there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to call it? I don't know, maybe you should call it by the way you're named since it is inside you, it doesn't matter how you want to call it. Love is the weakest and the worst, however, it is the strongest and the best as well. Real Love makes you be a diamond: it gives you the strength to keep your heart and your feelings indestructible and to beautifully shine as clear and transparent, as the pure love you bear for that one. It doesn't matter how hard and how many times or how deep are the occasions to destroy it, it will never be. That precious Love is stronger and brighter than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it is bad to be that way? For many, perhaps it could. Wrong, nonsense, loss of the mind. My "cosmovision"is different: I am fighting for what's really important for me, I am giving a meaning to what everyone takes off when they give up just like that, I am the opportunity, not a restraint. Just as our incredibly desirable dreams, we can't stop without giving out our everything to fulfill them, to still stand up no matter how many times we fall. We might lose, it could have seen as a waste... But not at all, you know that little but special and significant sparkle is there, you wouldn't be striving for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/HeartShapeBlueDiamond_Rachm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so open heart... But someone taught me that's the way to live a life in a human being world: to feel every single sentiment as how they are, to think and to see beyond. And this same one, has been my angel, my diamond in my life ^o^ hehehe. For all kinds of love, this is the battle, our personal battle, in every way, in any circumstances: everything begins because we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying." - Oscar Wilde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-4157944217712823710?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/4157944217712823710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=4157944217712823710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4157944217712823710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4157944217712823710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2011/04/strongest.html' title='The Strongest'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_HeartShapeBlueDiamond_Rachm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-2231248948693161594</id><published>2011-03-04T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T02:12:51.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><title type='text'>Always♥Forever</title><content type='html'>Good Mornight =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time not listen to this song. Some days ago, my iPod randomly played it. To be honest, I've never payed attention to the lyrics until now, I only liked the song because of the rhythm, it is smooth and relaxing. But that day, because the only part I always knew about the lyrics was the beginning of the chorus, I stopped and listened to it carefully and couldn't help it: the right words, the right feelings, the perfect song to you from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the deepest of my heart, with all my myself, every word of this song is sincerely for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qLPXsmo0ZJc" allowfullscreen="" width="325" frameborder="0" height="249"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feels like, I'm standing in a timeless dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of light mists, of pale amber rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feels like, I'm lost in a deep cloud of heavenly scent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touching, discovering you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those days, of warm rains come rushing back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miles of windless, summer night air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Secret moments, shared in the heat of the afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Out of the stillness, soft spoken words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you, always forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Near and far, closer together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everywhere, I will be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyday, I will devour you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you, always forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Near and far, closer together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everywhere, I will be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyday, I will devour you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've got, the most unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blue eyes I've ever seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've got, me almost melt away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As we lay there, under a blue sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with pure white stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exotic sweetness, a magical time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say you'll love, love me forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never stop, not for whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Near and far and always and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere and everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say you'll love, love me forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never stop, not for whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Near and far and always and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere and everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say you'll love, love me forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never stop, not for whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Near and far and always and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere and everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Not even a huge distance can divide two hearts and one single beat, always there with you, always here with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-2231248948693161594?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/2231248948693161594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=2231248948693161594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2231248948693161594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2231248948693161594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2011/03/alwaysforever.html' title='Always♥Forever'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qLPXsmo0ZJc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-8614639873122479508</id><published>2011-02-11T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T02:23:27.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Mis] Understanding</title><content type='html'>Good Mornight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I was done with love, I thought I knew everything about it... That is a silly statement, no one will never ever know what really love is. I've been asked this question many times: "what is the worst feeling for you?" and I've always answered those bad feelings like envy, jealous, etc. but analyzing a human heart's deeply, the right answer would be Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love has everything to feel not only better but worse as well, no one will never know what direction will take, what purpose does it have, the reason, the matter, it doesn't explain, it doesn't warn, it doesn't help. Love looks so great for some, looks so disgraceful for others: one part is vanishing in sweetness and happiness, the other part is vanishing in bitterness and pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you expect being in love? not everyone has the right definition for it and of course love is not made in words, that is why the meaning is given by expressing, by giving, by showing, by loving (pun intended).  For some people, love means everything, for some others, love is just "something". How hard can it be to express a so beautiful feeling? Why isn't that easy for some people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Could you stop for a minute and put your impulses to get emotional aside and try to understand me?  I already told you how sensitive and sentimental I am, how my heart is as if it was made of hard but thin candy that can be broken easily, so fragile... Could you please understand why I tend to fall so down and feel hurt? Because my reason to be is you, everything you could do or say, whether is good or bad, it causes a huge effect in my life because you mean the world to me. Of course Love is not the worst feeling, but when the heart is aching, it seems like it is, I think everyone has the right to at least once in a time, to think that Love is the worst to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking you to be perfect, there is no such a thing, I just need you to notice how delicate is my heart, how dainty my soul is, how my feelings are always exploding in luscious love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/bheart.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pretending to make you feel bad, Love is such an amazing affection that it lets &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;, the cold heart labeled one, to act in a so different way just because I really do love you.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What one part understands, it is a misunderstand for the other part and vice versa...But sometimes it is hard to understand, I indeed know that, let us just try, let us just put back together those pieces. My heart could look like this very often, but everytime I remember my beloved one voice's saying "I love you", everytime I hear the kisses, everytime my beloved says "I need you, I miss you", it's like getting a brand new candy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why my love is misunderstood, the reason why I misunderstand so often, the reason why to understand, all is because of Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-8614639873122479508?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/8614639873122479508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=8614639873122479508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8614639873122479508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8614639873122479508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2011/02/mis-understanding.html' title='[Mis] Understanding'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-3210021560795909566</id><published>2011-02-01T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T22:55:41.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Confection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good Hello there! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As always, it's been so long... I keep this bad habit of abandoning my blog &gt;_&gt; but the good thing is that I come back hehehe. Happy New Year Bloggie! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, for a very good come back (again) to my blog, this post will be specially and exclusively dedicated to my Baby Love ♥ Chocolatito de Mi Corazón ♥ I love you!!!  The next song is sang in past tense but in here, I will share it in present tense since my love is now and forever. Cintaku, this is what you are to me, for me, so deep, so strong, so beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KYDVD1uiXGE?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="226" width="350"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you more than anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you more than anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the peaches in my cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my setting sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my favorite hockey card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my smoky little bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my cherry Popsicle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll never ever know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so in love, I had lost myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so far gone I could not get out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had disappeared, I had slipped away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so in love with you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my chocolate covered heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my sweetest honey bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my flashlight in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my cherry tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I take you in like oxygen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I let you drive my brand new car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are like no one I'd ever seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh baby, you become my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so in love, I had lost myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so far gone I could not get out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had disappeared, I had slipped away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so in love with you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so in love, I had lost myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so far gone I could not get out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had disappeared, I had slipped away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so in love with you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so in love, I had lost myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so far gone I could not get out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/chocosepti_.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A day without Chocolate, is a day without Sunshine... That means, there's no way I can live without You! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dancing inside, that you know just what is real&lt;br /&gt;here in the sound there's a magic in the air&lt;br /&gt;you've got to let it out, let it show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anda Bulan~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2262363683232911113-3210021560795909566?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/3210021560795909566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=3210021560795909566&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/3210021560795909566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/3210021560795909566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-confection.html' title='Love Confection'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KYDVD1uiXGE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-2722076280908505766</id><published>2010-10-25T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T03:56:21.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Good MorNight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision was hard to make. I must confess that I will really miss the previous "theme" but I needed a change. I loved it so much because it was purple and green with hearts, and that was representing me and my Lunito in a way, but I really must learn that those kind of stuffs don't really affect the true facts. I don't know how could I describe this kind of feeling: weird it is not even close... I will just call it "strange" feeling, the one that was not letting me get rid of the old design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse is that this feeling tends to appear very often not only in blog designs but with many other situations or happenings during living my life hehehe. Sometimes I'm proud of it, sometimes I wish I just could get it off but it is really hard to fulfill my desire since I'm such a stubborn person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it looks so simple but I like it and again, I needed something like this. And as I said before, I disavow the reason I don't like to design my own blog background, the closest one to what I wanted is this one and guess what?? it is purple!!! X) kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More information to add to this "OMG-decision" is that what brought me to this point of changes, is because a 99% of a previous and enormous feeling I was having before is gone, thus I will start writing on my sweet bloggie in a different direction (that doesn't mean the subjects but the person) a different feeling, a better but worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/candies.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      Don't forget to leave your candy if you read any of my posts! :D Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, see you around... whoever reads me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dúlamán!!! X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-2722076280908505766?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/2722076280908505766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=2722076280908505766&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2722076280908505766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2722076280908505766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/10/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-6457722497414097088</id><published>2010-09-16T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T02:49:13.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>The Impossible Answer</title><content type='html'>Good Mornight =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet company by my side: a mug filled with chocolate milk X) hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Love, you did it again... you played me so dirty and low. If my love side was that much tangled, now it got worse thanks to your cynic game. Yes, it is true I wanted to get rid of those strong feelings and that enormous effect you were having on me but what was that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard, it took me time, I even was lying to myself, I got me into several proves to be sure I was loosing the feeling for real... and boom! something happened so randomly and unexpected that made me figure out this was the answer to my "how-to-get-you-out-of-my-life" puzzle. In a blink of an eye everything turned into a so different world, different feelings, different way to smile. But this "answer" was not the right one to chose after all, it wasn't me though or maybe I was but not consciously... anyway, this could never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always saying there's nothing impossible, you can get anything you want and fight for it, however, I might contradict myself this time... Although I know it could happen, I don't think I will get into "the answer" the way I wish and would like to happen but still have some hopes to at least, sooner or later, be able to get a very good friendship. It was part of my life since long time ago but it was until now I got you back in this form because I got a huge distraction bringing me blindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Let's call you "My Surprise" as you've always been that since the time I knew about you, constantly appearing in my beautiful imagination living the most cool and exciting scenarios having fun with me. You don't see me, we don't live in the same space this Earth planet shares to us but we've been close in certain occasions, you make me smile in and outside of the reality, you are like me. I'm having some troubles to find out why isn't the fact of the situation hurting me, I'm handling very well, sometimes jealous can appear but even so, I'm ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lunita, you so crazy... will your heart always be this divided? you're pretty sure the main half will never change but the other one is now changing direction... what's wrong? Perhaps that "you" was wrong. Let's see what the future holds but in the meanwhile, My Surprise makes my heart to be glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i688.photobucket.com/albums/vv246/IchigoRocks1/bokeh/heart-bokeh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable but it is happening... I'm going nuts, discretely, all happening in my Universe but keeping my feet on the ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-6457722497414097088?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/6457722497414097088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=6457722497414097088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/6457722497414097088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/6457722497414097088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/09/impossible-answer.html' title='The Impossible Answer'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i688.photobucket.com/albums/vv246/IchigoRocks1/bokeh/th_heart-bokeh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-4452613420445986829</id><published>2010-09-08T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T01:13:32.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Septi!!!</title><content type='html'>This is the day when my sweet little sis aka mi Amorcita was born. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how certain people come into your life in a so special way, they become so important... like a sweetener for your days. All started because of my beautiful Corrs X) that's the first thing to mention about having in common with each other and that's the reason we became friends, sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is a bless, every day has its own importance, but today goes way more than anyone could imagine. It is more than special and it has a big meaning: it is your birthday!!!! :D you could say I exaggerate and that I'm just over acting but not for me at all, I'm really thankful for your existence, because I was able to meet you and have a sweet friendship with you. A unique person capable to get me the biggest smile, the loudest laugh, to turn my dark days into the brightest with your  sweet and singular way of being, a great any-time-listener with a priceless patience. Thank you!!!! that is why this day highlights big time, it marks the joyful that brings to my life :D thank you for being in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/septibday.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A cake made specially for youu!!!! X) hope you like it hehehehe, billions of hugs, kisses and of Corrs, all of my best wishes forever!!! I loove you sooo muchhh!!!!! ♥♥♥~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"♪♫ Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday dear Septiiiii ♪ Happy Birthday to yoooouuuuuuuu! ♪♪♫♫"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-4452613420445986829?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/4452613420445986829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=4452613420445986829&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4452613420445986829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4452613420445986829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-septi.html' title='Happy Birthday Septi!!!'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-8166294489603700631</id><published>2010-08-16T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T01:31:03.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><title type='text'>For You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪ Something About Us - Daft Punk ♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~♥~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might not be the right time&lt;br /&gt;I might not be the right one&lt;br /&gt;But there's something about us I want to say&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's something between us anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be the right one&lt;br /&gt;It might not be the right time&lt;br /&gt;But there's something about us I've got to do&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of secret I will share with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you more than anything in my life&lt;br /&gt;I want you more than anything in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you more than anyone in my life&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than anyone in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/sOS9aOIXPEk/hqdefault.jpg);" height="25/" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sOS9aOIXPEk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sOS9aOIXPEk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One day, I might be able to say this to you... if you don't read it before as that other post heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2262363683232911113-8166294489603700631?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/8166294489603700631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=8166294489603700631&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8166294489603700631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8166294489603700631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-you.html' title='For You...'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-4780279002733830092</id><published>2010-08-15T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T04:52:42.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Cha!</title><content type='html'>Good Mornight ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make a special space for a special dedication to a special friend: Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are somewhere, I could know the place, I might not... But wherever you are, I hope you can celebrate your day. Whatever that had happened before or will happen in the coming time, I just want to wish you a very happy birthday today. I want you to smile, to be happy because your existence is worth it, your presence is important for us who love you with all of our hearts. And when the right time for you to come back arrives, I'm always here waiting to squeeze you in a big hug and start living a life again, you know we are and will be here or there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is something, right? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/CharlieBrownSnoopyhug.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss you! Bonne Anniversaire Gangster 009 XD the English guy living in the French hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-4780279002733830092?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/4780279002733830092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=4780279002733830092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4780279002733830092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4780279002733830092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-cha.html' title='Happy Birthday Cha!'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_CharlieBrownSnoopyhug.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-8490218313161120905</id><published>2010-08-15T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T01:49:09.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>Heart Breaker</title><content type='html'>Hello =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was in high school, some people tended to call me like the title of this post... I didn't want to believe until now that more and different people is still calling me like that. I realize it is true and I'm not proud of it. It is not intentional, I'm just like that but although I'm not proud of it, it makes me be a "bad girl" and enjoy it... sadist? hehhehe not a good word, not a good attitude... it is wrong! Lunita, stop being like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really try hard, I truly feel bad... but some "people" deserve it. Anyway, I barely listen to the radio and in one of those strange moments I am listening to it, I heard this song by Taio Cruz (I didn't know the singer nor the title, I had to look for it since I don't listen to this genre) and I was paying attention to what it was saying... I laughed because it reminded me to myself XD I don't say those exactly words but the way I am with them, it could be the theme song hehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_SI2EDM6Lo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_SI2EDM6Lo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now listen to me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before i love and leave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They call me heart breaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't wanna decieve you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you fall for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not easy to please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'mma tear you apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Told you from the start, baby from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. (x4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now listen to me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before i love and leave you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They call me heart breaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't wanna decieve you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you fall for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not easy to please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'mma tear you apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Told you from the start, baby from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. (x4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woah woah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Theres not point trying to hide it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No point trying to erase me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know i got a problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By doing this behavour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you fall for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not easy to please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'mma tear you apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Told you from the start, baby from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No good, no good...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-8490218313161120905?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/8490218313161120905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=8490218313161120905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8490218313161120905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8490218313161120905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/08/heart-breaker.html' title='Heart Breaker'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-2929870491220795792</id><published>2010-08-12T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T09:45:54.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><title type='text'>Cute and Pretty</title><content type='html'>Good Morning! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first post that's being written in the morning. Cloudy day, hoping it could stay like this since I feel better in cloudy days if I'm awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long, I tend to repeat bad habits like  this one right here: abandoning my blog for a couple of months and then my sweet returning hehehe. I had vacations, I should be feeling relaxed... and I do but in some way, I found a roller caster on the way and I can feel the weird vibration riding all over my mind. In a gently way we will slow down that tricky and wild machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of habits, I also tend to stay the same in certain things. As you can see, my blog design hasn't changed since I opened this one and every time my sweet return happens, my desire to change it appears starting to look for new ones. I don't know why I don't like to design my own blog template, I've never tried either... maybe someday but in the meanwhile, I keep looking, and looking, and more looking having no good results for my picky self. Then I observe my blog, the same template, I smile and it still looks cute and pretty to my eyes with the decision of keeping it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple, with two colors that have meaning in my life and some hearts ('cause love is always present) just like me hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get use to it, I could find another one later on but it must be worth it to replace, with the look of beating the  current one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.suckmylolly.com/"&gt;http://www.suckmylolly.com/&lt;/a&gt; for this cute and pretty template. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gummy greetings!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/bgummybears.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never forget to smile or to take your sweet of the day! :D kekekeke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-2929870491220795792?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/2929870491220795792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=2929870491220795792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2929870491220795792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2929870491220795792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/08/cute-and-pretty.html' title='Cute and Pretty'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_bgummybears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1157872434451084612</id><published>2010-06-22T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T05:52:39.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><title type='text'>Is it gone?</title><content type='html'>I'm tired, should be sleeping but instead I'm here wasting my time... perhaps I'm not but I feel like I am since it has to do with you, long time not mentioning you and long time not talking to you, I haven't seen you, it is like you are not that important to me anymore.  But what brought me here is the incredible swiftness of my strong feeling vanishing that I was wandering how and why... but I'm just being silly because to be honest, I really know how, I really know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of months ago I was dying to confess everything that was happening within my heart, how my life was going upside down making me lose my mind, being so out of myself and even getting me out of my precious own world or "Outside World" as I like to call it, where I feel pretty good doing the stuff I really love, so comfortable and where my real self is shown. You were pulling me out, because of you I've done the most stupid things that I never thought I would do them, you had or maybe you still have that enormous power I used to refer to change the way I am in an amazing way, you made me shed tears, you were bringing out the best of my feelings, my creativity was unlimited when giving you presents, cards and letters, never having a balance getting bursting of excitements for a moment or dying of sadness by other times, I swallowed my pride many times, I suffered because of you, my only exception... now it is the opposite, I don't want to tell you anything about my sweet roller coaster of love you were riding in my life, I was so desperate to be able to say it, I wanted to let you know so hard and I don't know why, I was thinking you should know just in case if something could happen.  Always waiting for you to have time for me and have this long talk because my heart needed to, I shouldn't blame your situation but sometimes these kind of strong feelings really get in a deeply way that I came to hate you because you don't even have a minute to give me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I suddenly figured out that I got tired of waiting, my heart felt so hurt that  "&lt;span id="result_box" class="short_text"&gt;&lt;span style="" title=""&gt;automatically" it began to take action protecting itself from more pain teaching me in the fastest means how to end this mistake. I don't regret this experience but the wound is not healed yet and I have to stop the bleeding (it sounds so emo XD but you know what I mean). Meditating this whole bunch of happenings, I ended up with the conclusion that it is better like this, terminating the weird dream, having more control of myself, coming back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's kind of low, unnecessary and childish but, the opposite part of saying something is that now, I would like to tell you that this is the first time I stupidly fall for someone and the first time that someone breaks my heart like this. I used to love you, now I just care about you in the slightest way I can. I just want you to be ok and to feel well and good and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this now and I hope to keep it like this because sometimes, with you being so unpredictable and with me being so weak at your side, something different could happen but... I will trust me not failing right, Ciz?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later, creatures! (as my colorful friend says) =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1157872434451084612?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1157872434451084612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1157872434451084612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1157872434451084612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1157872434451084612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-it-gone.html' title='Is it gone?'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-4624894803562555088</id><published>2010-05-12T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T05:33:26.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><title type='text'>The Challenge of Love</title><content type='html'>Love is one of those "tools" that helps us as human beings. I bet that we err the most while loving because in the time when someone is in love, it is when trying the best at anything... an splendid world opens filled out of countless smiles, heart beating at its maximum and happiness is eternal. Perhaps that popular saying it's true: "love is blind" since in our beautiful blindness we cannot notice our mistakes until we are able to come back to that bitter reality, finding out that you screw it up. And that is one of the worst feelings ever. You, trying to build a perfect universe for the beloved one; but one mistake, then erring again wanting to arrange the first mistake... mistake after mistake. That makes people a very good human being as we are not perfect creatures, we are living to learn life lessons and there is nothing better than to do it with the L subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be some of the reasons why certain people don't take the risk to love, then they are not giving their selves the chance to live, scared to be human... everything starts from love. We do not know how to act, how to react, the right words to say... no one teaches how to love in a proper way, it is the life itself and when loving, it gets tougher. Life is Love is Life, every single detail about erring is available in your loving lesson, life will show you if you really want to experience how to live, most of the feelings are found in love matters, any kind of love because any kind of love could hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare the love, live to love, let your heart feel the intense of living, let the hurting be, the healing of being &lt;span class="illustration"&gt;acquired, to experience that smile of relief, to go crazy crying and laughing at the same time, or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="illustration"&gt; even better&lt;/span&gt;, the big demanding of to feel silly, to feel stupid, to feel totally out of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/watakawm_.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Believe me, it is an enormous goal trying to deal with it, but give it a chance, you will laugh of yourself after that big drop hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="illustration"&gt;It is funny how all of this is so common and there still are people that can't give a real opinion about themselves being loved or receiving love. Need an advice? ask for it to the right person: take a look at the heart, is it shiny?, it is... then keep looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is simple and simpleness has its own complications. Would you like to understand the meaning? then take the greatest challenge of being a human being: Dare to Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Inmensa Luna, cielo al revés&lt;span class="illustration"&gt;... ♪♫" Bonne Journée! ^_^&lt;br /&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/2262363683232911113-4624894803562555088?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/4624894803562555088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=4624894803562555088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4624894803562555088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4624894803562555088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/05/challenge-of-love.html' title='The Challenge of Love'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-3591464068474717852</id><published>2010-04-29T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T00:44:36.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye RL</title><content type='html'>Long time not see, dear blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Since some months ago, I knew that it would happen but, until it actually happened, I just can't believe it. Apparently it is not a big deal yet... but time flies and melancholy will appear in my heart every time I'll turn my sight to that place. What place? what the hell is she talking about?? oooh yeah, it is a music store! those where you get compact discs and some other stuffs related to music, I could even find some good books and it was located close to where I work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is funny how I used to dislike that place because they were only playing out loud music I really hate but once, because I was waiting for my sister and needed to distract myself for about an hour or two, I read the sign and that's why I found out they were selling books so I decided to enter without knowing that this would be the beginning of a bitter sweet story. The guys that were working there greeted me so friendly and later on, they became my friends and because of them, I met more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed and one of the managers became one of my VIP friends, very VIP hehe... so special, so much in common. We started to spend time together and a couple of months later our friendship officially settled up ^_^ and sweet memories started recording as well. I wont never forget those evenings when I used to wait for you at the store to close your night shift and then drop me off home, or when seeing you before going to work, the music you played out loud because of me, when getting your coffee, when you got me popsicles, when every single good moment happened because of that store... because we met there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is the time to say farewell, it hurts... it really does because I'm like those kind of corny persons that easily begins to grow fond for people or places so T_T yes... I will try to relax myself not thinking about that because it is a really sad experience looking at the store, all empty and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, the best it's that I met you, we are close and we can still spend time together, we will always remember that place with so much love just because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do all good things come to an end..." Goodbye RL #6.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-3591464068474717852?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/3591464068474717852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=3591464068474717852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/3591464068474717852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/3591464068474717852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodbye-rl.html' title='Goodbye RL'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-2401303227332348421</id><published>2010-02-08T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T04:01:25.976-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><title type='text'>The Other Excitement</title><content type='html'>Still awake =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was writing about a certain excitement trying to explain it on letting the feeling flow to transmit the meaning. But what made me talk about the subject at first, was that enthusiasm of that heart of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commotion, passion, yes... that excitement, appearing in every time my eyes are able to see you. And there's something worse in this situation, it is not only when you are physically next to me but even when I'm thinking about you, when remembering sweet moments, when remembering that my heart loves you and my feelings are concentrating only in you. And complaints department's doors are open to demand to myself: "what's wrong with you?, how couldn't you avoid this?" haha, silly questions. As I've already said before, Love is not fair, Love does not warn you, Love is a sweet cheater... makes me sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unique person, able to calm down my restless feeling, the only one capable to make me feel really better when those no-good-moments are present, the only rival of my first love... Divided heart of mine sharing this enormous excitement that only you two are able to awake within me, letting myself weak with no option but to desist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name sounds and my heart jumps, your mouth smile and my feelings are lively, you say you love me and my world collapse in an excitement of emotions disarming that poor being of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/DH.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; It is not broken, it's just divided... supposed to be mine, but it's their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-2401303227332348421?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/2401303227332348421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=2401303227332348421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2401303227332348421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2401303227332348421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/02/other-excitement.html' title='The Other Excitement'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-250382203883142859</id><published>2010-01-05T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T02:53:19.396-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><title type='text'>Querubinsita</title><content type='html'>Me haces mucha falta, siento un imenso vacío... he contenido demasiadas lágrimas al verte así, sólo deseo que todo vuelva a la normalidad, que sea como siempre, tenerte siempre ahí. Daría lo que fuera por regresar el tiempo y evitarte ese daño, quizás pueda logarlo pero quizás no me esté permitido hacerlo, la vida puede llegar a tan fatal ironía que no se sabe si reír, llorar, enojarse o entender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre he sabido la importancia de tu existencia en la mía, siempre he sabido que eres de mis invaluables tesoros y que daría mi todo, mi vida y más por ti. Es ahora con este suceso que lo siento mucha más pero de verdad, no era necesario que ocurriera, siempre lo he sentido. Está de más decir que es injusto, esta de más preguntar por qué a ti, pero no creo que esté de más encontrarse con las ganas de expresarlo en desesperada impotencia pues eres parte primordial de mis sentimientos, de lo más precioso que yo pueda tener. Inigualable personita que miles de veces me has hecho sentir mejor, me has hecho sentir super bien, compartir demasiadas cosas que sé que sólo contigo puedo, que sé que siempre hay sonrisas y risas entre nosotras, que hay un mundo tan hermoso que compartimos y no lo cambiaría por nada del mundo y que llenas en grandes proporciones mi alma y mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero verte sonreír ya, quiero ver esa chispa de siempre en ti que me anima y me pone de buenas, ese fuerte carácter que me hace sentir segura y contenta cuando estoy contigo, esa alegría que le queda bien a tu nombre, esa diversión cuando hacemos tonterías que nos hace reír a cada rato recordándolo inumerables veces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contengo todavía lagrimas, no quisiera que me viera llorar tu abuela en este momento aunque esté dormida y yo, como siempre, desvelándome. Aunque sienta enormes ganas de estallar en llanto por tanto que te extraño, está también mi inmensa fe y esperanza que dentro de poco podremos retomar nuestra incomparable rutina de Lunita y Estrellita sin que nada ni nadie se interponga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres mi vida, la ocupas toda y te adoro, te quiero muchsísimo, tienes todo mi amor al infinito, recuérdalo siempre mi bella y hermosisisma Aliw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es indescriptible como influyes en mi vida =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/tsks_.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esto podría describir un poco de los días en que estamos juntas jaja, soportando a tu tía loquisimis XD but you are my little angel who always carry that little star that brights my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-250382203883142859?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/250382203883142859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=250382203883142859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/250382203883142859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/250382203883142859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-haces-mucha-falta-siento-un-imenso.html' title='Querubinsita'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-6950058749660659075</id><published>2009-11-17T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:44:34.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>Are you still there?</title><content type='html'>¿Qué está pasando? ya no siento ese nerviosisimo recorrer cuando tengo que llamar, ni tampoco esa emoción tan repentina y no ha pasado por mi mente aquéllos recuerdos que me hacen sonreír de oreja a oreja sintiendo felicidad en mi corazón. Quizás la frustración de no poder hablar diario, de no poder compartir momentos seguidos, de tener una vida tan obligatoriamente ocupada, hizo que poco a poco colocora un invisible bloque para formar una invisible barrera... había decidido "dejarlo así" porque duele pero al mismo tiempo sabía que a veces podía quitar esos bloques... tal vez logré acompletar ese "escudo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extrañamente, no me agrada eso... no me gusta saber que podría estar desapareciendo ese sentimiento, creía que nada ni nadie lo quitaría, que permanecería para siempre pasara lo que pasara en mi turuleca vida. Puede que sea sólo algo pasajero y mi habitual estado de turulequez regrese pero... es que soy tan voluble cuando se trata de este tipo de cosas, que varias veces he estado gritando al aire que se me pase, que ya no quiero sentir eso, que no me gusta estar así, que por qué. Y ahora resulta que, aparentemente obteniendo lo que tanto chillaba, no estoy conforme y siento que falta "eso" en mi existir porque pareciera que algo me está faltando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero también sé que esa Estrellita todavía está brillando dentro de mí, aunque pudiera resguardarla con esa barrerita, seguiría titiritando sin olvidarme de ella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/sstar.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you're still shining so bright =) hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así es con la vida y las cosas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-6950058749660659075?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/6950058749660659075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=6950058749660659075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/6950058749660659075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/6950058749660659075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/11/are-you-still-there_17.html' title='Are you still there?'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-8869083817643333298</id><published>2009-11-16T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T04:05:57.343-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chronicles'/><title type='text'>Axiomas Luneras</title><content type='html'>Es tarde y yo despierta... para variar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No recordaba que había creado otro blog hace dos meses para escribir otras cosas diferentes, otro tipo de crónicas. Se ve más en español pero también por ahí se colará el inglés hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si les llegara a interesar, hacer click en esta brujita o en la otra volando por la columna derecha kekeke si no comprenden lo que ahí escribo, siéntanse libres de preguntarme. Y si aún respondiéndoles siguen en las mismas... sorry jiji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://moonaxiomas.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/mc_.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uenas Madrugadas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-8869083817643333298?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/8869083817643333298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=8869083817643333298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8869083817643333298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8869083817643333298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/11/axiomas-luneras.html' title='Axiomas Luneras'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1515670858033951279</id><published>2009-11-12T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:57:31.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><title type='text'>Este Corazón...</title><content type='html'>Bonjour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cual rencor invadiendo mi ser a la razón de mi dividido corazón: con los dos estoy a disgusto. Tan lejos y tan cerca, tan cerca y tan lejos. Decido hacer a un lado una parte para concentrarme en la otra, y me doy cuenta que caigo en lo mismo: también duele y me pone igual. ¿Quién me entendiera? quizás más de uno, quizás nadie... con estos sentimientos logro comprender muchas cosas y tiendo a negarlos cuando lo único que obtengo es hacerme la tonta sabiendo que siempre estarán presentes hasta en la más increíble distracción.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué resentimientos... quisiera que fuera como yo quisiera y aunque una parte me ha dicho varias veces (no por éstas razones, por otras) que a veces no es como quisiéramos, yo digo que si bien lo quieres, bien sí será. Solo que en el amor ciertas veces es un poco más difícil, vamos, se trata del amor... el factor más complicado de la vida, en cualquier aspecto de los tantos que muestra, llega a ser aún más duro que una roca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Exageraré? *rascandose la barbilla* no lo sé, no lo creo... pero es que es tan irritante, es que se trata del corazón, es que se trata de la debilidad, es que se trata de ellos. Por un rato dibujaré una X sobre el órgano latiente de mi cuerpo para dar lugar a cierta estabilidad... aunque conociéndome, sé que durará muy poco y la borrarán hehe y sin poder evitarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué cosas, pero así son =P buenas noches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1515670858033951279?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1515670858033951279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1515670858033951279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1515670858033951279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1515670858033951279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/11/este-corazon.html' title='Este Corazón...'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-8874062401138762857</id><published>2009-11-11T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T01:46:29.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life chronicles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>De Luna Nueva</title><content type='html'>Buenas Madrugadas =) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dicen que así como tienes tu cuarto, tu apartamento, tu casa, donde sea que mores hehe, así tienes tu cabeza... me refiero a las ideas, los pensamientos. Creo que aquél dicho tiene razón pues últimamente la mía es un caos jaja, qué verguenza admitirlo pero sí; tan falta de tiempo, tan cansada y tú sin dejarme ni un solo momento  en mis pensamientos y en mis sentimientos que he dejado un poco "messy" casi todo a mi alrededor, sin detenerme aunque fuera un minutito a poner manos a la obra a lo que tengo que arreglar o a lo que tengo que continuar... sin embargo no se me hace posible separarte de ellos =P y sorpresivamente me agrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero gracias a Dios tenemos 12 meses con semanas de siete nuevos y maravillosos días que podemos comenzar y aún así, no es bueno abusar de cada nuevo y maravilloso día hehe, están las Lunas Nuevas también =D que de cada fase de diversos "vivires" surge ese espacio dando oportunidad a nuevos comienzos, nuevas continuaciones o las continuaciones necesarias para seguir por la aventura de la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que aprovechemos y ¡a seguir la labor! hehehe ^O^ por cierto, la Luna Nueva es éste Lunes 16 pero no esta de más mencionarlo y tampoco está de más querer comenzar antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See U soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-8874062401138762857?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/8874062401138762857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=8874062401138762857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8874062401138762857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8874062401138762857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/11/de-luna-nueva.html' title='De Luna Nueva'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1337969580671923063</id><published>2009-11-10T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:45:21.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chronicles'/><title type='text'>The Chronicles</title><content type='html'>It's me again =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog to express whatever I feel like to but, as you can see, there are not too much about those expressions hehe but today, while I was working, I was thinking about what I would love to write and I never do so, I decided that I should fill this blog with all of them, not just let them be lost through my mind. It doesn't matter how many people read this space, I just like to see what I wrote when time had passed hehe, as I said before in my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/MoonLunita"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;, it helps me to noticed what I've doing or in this case, what I've been thinking or feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning, the "chronicles" part of the name of this blog was because of my favourite manga "Tsubasa RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE" but I guess today was a day to reflect about my blog hehe, plus the current feeling it's being invading my heart, I figured out that all what I post in here, coukd match the title and every of them are chronicles, my chronicles, love chronicles, life chronicles, abstract chronicles. And Lunita's Chronicles are going to be in English or Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/aileenbr_.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me, Aileen, Moon, Lunita, Luna, Moonita, Moonie, Tsuki, Yo hehe, love to be so crazy, so childish, so happy, so funny, so smily, so protective and I love to love hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this, thank you! hope you read the rest of what I'm thinking to write hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="small"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1337969580671923063?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1337969580671923063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1337969580671923063&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1337969580671923063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1337969580671923063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/11/chronicles.html' title='The Chronicles'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-6171687561590313613</id><published>2009-11-09T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:06:50.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omona!</title><content type='html'>Hola =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pobre blog mio... yo sé que nadie te lee, o quizás sí, demasiados contados los que podrían leerte pero a veces eso no importa, lo importante es que me expreso y debería hacerlo más seguido para mantenerte vivo y sin polvo. ¡Despierta mi querido blog! que pienso ahora sí ponerme a actualizar con crónicas lunezcas que te hagan sentir vivo y que al que agradecidamente lea, le sea satisfactorio cada vez que se pueda pasar por este ronconsito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No s por que mientras escribo siempre estoy haciendo más de una cosa... me distraigo rápidamente hehe, termino una, después otra, luego continúo y así jojo. El caso es que hay muchas cosas que necesito continuar y estoy por hacerlo con la ayuda de Dios hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! mi pobre blogsitooo, reviveee jijiji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Para expresarme(te).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/vstar.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Saluditos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-6171687561590313613?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/6171687561590313613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=6171687561590313613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/6171687561590313613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/6171687561590313613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/11/omona.html' title='Omona!'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-281754507620895310</id><published>2009-09-07T22:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:27:07.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartless</title><content type='html'>The heartless meaning it is obviously when someone does not carry a heart... a heart that is carrying a million of feelings and perhaps, some people as well. I'm a heartless because I don't think I'm carrying it anymore; it's still alive, so alive that it suddenly decided by itself to split in two and leave me to be with them... I knew in the past that my heart could completely be for someone, I do not know about the future yet but I know the present and it still says that my heart could be for someone but not that it has the ability to split. This sounds silly and so out of place that can't still believe it but it seems that the strange things just happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A half of my heart with an A, the other half with a V but... the reason I'm still alive with no heart is because you are there... my L, because you are an important part of me, because you are like me, we are alike, you have something of me in you that makes us the way we are. I could use tons of words with lots of expressions but it is not even enough of what you really mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is curious how the letters are the same as my name hehe, so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/TRC/ALkobatoashura.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-281754507620895310?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/281754507620895310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=281754507620895310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/281754507620895310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/281754507620895310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/09/heartless.html' title='Heartless'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/TRC/th_ALkobatoashura.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-2545613228918841292</id><published>2009-07-31T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T02:39:49.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Belong</title><content type='html'>Good Evening, Good Morning hehe. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just randomly thinking... it seems that sometimes people need to belong to something, like labeling a person on depending what kind of personality, ability or gift. It may not be like that but we know that society do that constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many groups of people to belong to, to many people divided... I don't know but... what if someone does not belong to any of the billion kinds? is anybody able just to be unique? silly question, we all are! sometimes we can be like "the rest", it is the time when every single person has to interact as human being with the other but we all must know that we certainly have our own unique way to be that makes -us- what we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo... I was thinking this because sometimes, I feel like I don't have any group to fit in or something like that if you catch the idea and starting to feel kind of bad because of that. I only belong to what I am, Lunita and that's all! ^O^ kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/78da76.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is not Halloween yet but this is part of my everyday =) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-2545613228918841292?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/2545613228918841292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=2545613228918841292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2545613228918841292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2545613228918841292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-belong.html' title='To Belong'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1093444734790678729</id><published>2009-07-09T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T01:22:54.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Enjoy</title><content type='html'>Do not speak to me about anything I don't want to... I just want to smile, to feel well, to feel good energy and the nature talking to me about the wonder of being alive, being able to sense the amazing vibration of the earth. Just to listen to beautiful voices, to pretty sounds and smile because I can feel them within my heart. Even if anything good is happening in my life, I only want to be happy and have a big grin in my face, the magic working through my soul letting the adrenaline to expand all over my body while writing or saying non sense with a lot of meaning to those who really know how to understand the beauty of the simpleness... moreover, you do not need to understand, just to feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is a new journey, do not stop in your bad days: you learned and let them be the past, you have tons of more new days to continue to write a new line in the amazing story of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes worth to spend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQN9gr-Hb_Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lQN9gr-Hb_Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^o^ it made me feel better tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1093444734790678729?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1093444734790678729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1093444734790678729&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1093444734790678729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1093444734790678729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-enjoy.html' title='To Enjoy'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1093203595805248323</id><published>2009-06-23T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T02:55:44.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return to Love</title><content type='html'>Hello! ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It's been a while since my last post but I'm back! hehe. I could tell a lot of things that I've lately been through but since I loove to share my experiences with all the details, I think it would take more than one entry to do that  hehe. Just to mention that this past Sunday, I met my father's side relatives that I did not meet before and it was a very pleasant experience, made me proud of my last name because... I'm not so glad to "wear" it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here tonight, with a subject of love again. I don't like when people speak "just because" when referring about this sentiment, I don't know how can they dare to judge or give an opinion when never in their lives have felt what love is... what really love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amusing how people say "I'm in love" so often but it is kind of understandable as well... we can share lots of love but we should not say "you are my true love" to all of them because just -love- as a single word, there is no need to have a look in the dictionary for its meaning... you find the real meaning in that person. What person? hohohoh... the only one capable to draw an entire different world for you, the finding of that magic does really exist, the unique being that can fills the half of your heart, of your life. But there is a chance to be hurt by true love... you are able to notice the difference, whatever the reason of the pain is, the suffer is there letting you know how much you love and need that person in an indescribable way beginning with the solve of an enigma in the road of happiness because... love is a key for that task. Are you worried now? you must not be =) because true love can resists to anything, that's what Love is all about, as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you understand now? when speaking about love, try to not do it in a slightly form. It is sacred, it is simple, it is complicated, it is allusion, it is desire, it is everything around you! yup... Just Love. ^______________________^  kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"El Amor Es"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Athena in The Witch of Portobello by Paulo Coelho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1093203595805248323?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1093203595805248323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1093203595805248323&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1093203595805248323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1093203595805248323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/06/return-to-love.html' title='Return to Love'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-2390125296892629649</id><published>2009-05-26T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T02:40:21.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ye Eun's day!</title><content type='html'>Today's my favourite Wonder Girl birthday... so, entry dedicated to her ^o^ hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some years ago you were born bringing happiness to many people that love you so much... and now, after that first day of your existence, you still keep bringing so much happiness increasing the people loving you with your amazing voice, your charisma, and your golden heart radiating joy and good energy every single moment you laugh. Thanks to this day, world can have a a good example of constancy, optimism and strength to inspire and make life even better. Ye Eun, a big box of surprising talent! hope you can have a wonderful day with the other girls and eat all the good sweets for your sweet soul! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/yeb_.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big, big hugs, kisses and a bunch of good wishes today and always! from me, Lunita ^o^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-2390125296892629649?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/2390125296892629649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=2390125296892629649&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2390125296892629649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/2390125296892629649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/05/ye-euns-day.html' title='Ye Eun&apos;s day!'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-7536754169159509659</id><published>2009-05-12T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T02:41:17.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La de la Lunera</title><content type='html'>Good evening ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Listening too much of &lt;a href="http://www.gotanproject.com/"&gt;Gotan Project&lt;/a&gt; this week, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about getting back the Møon's Lounge but with a different "flavor". I love writing in this one so I wont leave it, that's why if I bring back the previous name, it would obviously get different content... like sharing mundane things, a sight of the world from a sit in a certain bar, like describing life in a bohemian way or just writing surrounded by luxury in a hotel room next to a glass of wine... got the idea? hehehe. Exhaling arts in blood letters to show the passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give details... later hehe, don't miss it, you will love it ^_~ kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What brings me here tonight is the feeling of being ashamed to do or to be just because people will judge. That's so wrong but so true... afraid to act, not wanting to get critics, don't knowing what to do because you don't want to err. What if I feel good doing some assure things? it might be silly, it might be stupid, it might be a waste of time, a waste of money, a waste of everything... but I like it. And with this,  I'm not saying I can do anything I want in anytime. Why do I have to explain the reason I will do something that might be not right just because they don't feel or see the way I do? every single person has its rarities in the way of being a human with a feeling and passionate heart, we must not misjudge at first glance, we should try to understand or at least, try to see as that one does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting off the routine and following your kind heart doing something that maybe no one would but will make smile someone else, it is because of  course you are different, you are more than special no matter what people or even family, can say... if you feel good because it would be a different good way of sharing and caring, go ahead hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange entry, thanks for reading if you read it hoho =P and about the title... if you speak Spanish and watch the title's following video, you will get it ^_~ and don't miss the song, very nice sound:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jfaiwFUWC9o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jfaiwFUWC9o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can use translators  too, if not, just ask me and I'll explain hehe. Have a good day, have a good evening, have a good night~ wherever you are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-7536754169159509659?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/7536754169159509659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=7536754169159509659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7536754169159509659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7536754169159509659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-de-la-lunera.html' title='La de la Lunera'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-55362254847664188</id><published>2009-05-02T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:10:15.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XXV</title><content type='html'>Hello there everyone ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning the month watching a dvd of my beautiful Corrs live in London while getting ready to work ^_^ made my day, I felt good and cheerful. But in the other hand, this second day of the month I've thinking about the numerical part of my life hehe... I just figured out that it is a moment when I can do many of flashbacks, gotten lots of experiences but that, still... there's a lot to find out. It is like being in the middle of what I've lived and what I will live trying to hope, to be happy and to realize all of my desires. If there is chance to live more, I will .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I will let you enjoy this two songs that I dedicate to myself hehe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=dd9b0f8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=4c7349a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-five years of my life and still stepping outside, with body and soul... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing to mention, today is Sunmi's birthday, one of my Wonder Girls! hehe Happy Birthday to her!!! cake, cake and presents! hope you have a great time in this so special day and enjoy it, big-tight hugs! from me, Lunita hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next timee. ^o^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-55362254847664188?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/55362254847664188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=55362254847664188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/55362254847664188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/55362254847664188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/05/xxv.html' title='XXV'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-7262221097821021354</id><published>2009-04-30T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:15:26.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New: Moon in your Language</title><content type='html'>Hellooo ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of the month! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just showing the love I have for the Moon hehe, I add a list with moon in different languages, they're not that many but if you read this for some way and you speak another one not shown in the list, please feel free to add your comment with the moon in that language and thank you! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/moonmilk_.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this a while ago with one of the "Time Enough for Tears" strophe's song by The Corrs ^o^ beautiful lyric, and on the right bottom, there is a quote I got from a &lt;a href="http://www.dovechocolate.com/"&gt;Dove's&lt;/a&gt; chocolate wrap around three or four years ago, I've been always liking it hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Moon coming, enjoy the beautiful phases!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-7262221097821021354?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/7262221097821021354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=7262221097821021354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7262221097821021354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7262221097821021354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-moon-in-your-language_30.html' title='New: Moon in your Language'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1199882239806830713</id><published>2009-04-29T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:28:34.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y ahora...?</title><content type='html'>Uenaas nooshes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora? y ahora en espanish! jojo... porque hace mucho que no escribía en mi lunático blog en el idioma con que nací, pues creo que ya era tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trataba de tener una semana tranquila, un poco más animada y como supuestamente la tenía planeada... pero al parecer todavía no aprendo que a mí no me salen las cosas planeadas juju. Igual uno que otro tiene la misma "virtud" hehe pero sinceramente no sé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi país en un ataque de fluenza aunado al previo ataque de crisis, la gente viviendo en paranoia... sin dinero y enfermos... ADM! (el OMG en español XDD hay que usarlo más! jiji) y después, temblores. Por qué ahí y no en otro lado? no es que desee que en otros lados pase pero por qué joder al jodido... changos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está un poco de más mencionar lo anterior pero una parte de eso me hizo sentir mal sumándole otras cosillas... no tenía ganas de escribir aquí pero al mismo tiempo sentía la necesidad, desde hace días he querido pero no sabía ni con qué empezar. Curiosamente afecta estar en otro país y me salen mejor los temas y las palabras en inglés, por ello he estado posteando así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre el vals de la Bella Durmiente y el plato de cereal ya terminado, anda la Lunita medio adormilada por tomar una siesta larga esperando la hora para la rutina de cada día, o mejor dicho, noche hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabo de recordar que de lo que quería hablar era sobre algunos hombres... los que son desesperantes... no vale mucho la pena ni el tiempo estar hablando de ellos pero he estado que me exasperan hasta el grado de lograr sacarme mi lado más duro y cruel. Lo peor es la irritante insistencia de estar como arrastrados detras de una... que tan difícil es entender que si se ama a alguien, por mas increíbles que sean las circinstancias, es un sentimiento que no se puede "desechar", ni tampoco hacer como si no se sintiera. Si eres hombre y lees esto, no cometas la misma estupidez de arruinar una bonita amistad por estar insistiendo que esto no puede ser sólo una amistad que a la fuerza, y de una manera inapropiada, estés tratando de conquistarla... es lo peor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero bueeeno... io ia me voi despues de una "entrada" medio rara en español, prometo que será la última si no la escribo un poco más cuerda juju así que mientras tanto, me leerán en inglés y no se preocupen, no tienen que postear comentarios (los poquísimos que postean jiji) en ese idioma, háganlo en español, ya saben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buenas Noches otra vez. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1199882239806830713?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1199882239806830713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1199882239806830713&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1199882239806830713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1199882239806830713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/04/y-ahora.html' title='Y ahora...?'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-5773186561982580831</id><published>2009-04-22T02:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T01:10:42.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Day</title><content type='html'>Hello ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't seem that I like this kind of stuff but... I do, hehe. Actually, I've always liked it but I'm not active in groups, associations or activities, I just take action as the slang says hehe trying to save energy, buying organic stuff or kind of that, reusing and making people to eat healthy, sometimes haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well... I've been thinking, why is that I do this? do I love our Earth planet?  my fast answer would be "no" and now that's a contradiction huhu. What makes me take actions it is not the fact of rescueing the planet, it is simply because that's the way we must be and since some time ago, it became a need because our enviroment and atmosphere is getting the damage of not being educated with enough discipline to take care of simple actions since the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said too many times before, life is simple and not acting the right way, it makes it complicated aaaand complicating the situation of the big-huge house we are living on. When I remember of all the good we have, beautiful  flowers, a perfect sky, pretty stars, a wonderful moon, strong trees letting us to breath better, amazing discovers, the beauty in the music, the subtlety of the fine arts, and the people who you sure love and make everything even better... I would feel extremely bad and sad to lose that. And taking care of our blue world is a help to prevent some self destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a good look to waste or not be able to just trash garbage in a bin... do it but only because of you, because you will feel how great it is deep inside and specially, being a good example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/earth.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the world, be earthy! ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-5773186561982580831?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/5773186561982580831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=5773186561982580831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5773186561982580831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5773186561982580831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/04/earth-day_22.html' title='Earth Day'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-751820834903954363</id><published>2009-04-09T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T01:42:10.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Fleurs</title><content type='html'>Good Evening ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we forgot how wonderful is to feel good. That's why we have to try to feel good more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we feel good even if we are dying of pain from the inside? It is just so simple... as simple as life is. You just have to look around, there are plenty of beauty outside like the flowers ^__^ the reason I feel good tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything started when I was looking to an online flower store website and it made me remind of my favourite one: the Osiana rose. I was chatting with my little sister Lauritish and I showed her images of the rose, then she changed her display picture to a purple rose... so beautiful that I had the idea to create an album in my facebook with pretty flowers.  Looking for the pictures was interesting: there are many kind of flowers, all of them so beautiful... but there were some of them that got me straight to my heart and feel the magic. Few minutes later, I noticed that I felt good and cheerful, kind of happy and smiley (well, I always like to smile hehe but still) and then I figured out... seeing and admiring the beauty of too many colored flowers was so pleasant that made my soul so glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the referred Purple Rose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/purplerose03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As simple as this... we sure are able to find vitamin for the soul throug things we think we already know but sometimes, what it is, is that we ignore the precious value in every single thing. We need to enjoy more, to live more... and music helps a lot to that hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the night: flowers! ^o^ hehe, 'til next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-751820834903954363?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/751820834903954363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=751820834903954363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/751820834903954363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/751820834903954363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/04/les-fleurs.html' title='Les Fleurs'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_purplerose03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-5213576740372797660</id><published>2009-04-01T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:09:44.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abracadabra ?</title><content type='html'>Good evening-morning hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April Fool's day! =P begining the month joking around lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about magic is a kind of complicated way to understand the real thing. But it is so simple as everything else is... well, not everything, love is the exception. In my concepts, there are two kinds of magic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.- The one it already comes within any person. It is when we are able to change sentiments and feelings through acts... those simple but significant that make people feel "that" in their chest, running faster to goal the mouth and move the muscles for a smile. Or when we discover "it" by just looking at a beautiful sky, listen to the wind, self confidence, admiring human works in all kind of arts or just simply enjoying the nature, the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.- The one certain people can understand. Anybody can read or watch about doing, creating, making magic... but not all the people have the ability to understand the meaning of what it really is. In common words, that is the possibility of developing what we already know, into something greater. This is divided in other many branches that only that person who's able to understand, can know about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/coll_.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magic is the line what divides the visible from the invisible in all kinds. And the best of this, is when both of them are blended to result a good, not a worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-5213576740372797660?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/5213576740372797660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=5213576740372797660&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5213576740372797660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5213576740372797660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/04/abracadabra.html' title='Abracadabra ?'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-4947011633287664417</id><published>2009-03-30T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:22:54.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nella Fantasia</title><content type='html'>Good Evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In my fantasy, is where all the good happens... I can see the real world from its illusions while my hopes, dreams and desires are holding there to came out someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my fantasy, I'm always an important person juts because I have feelings, giving out smiles to comfort or just because... because I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my fantasy, I have no emptiness and I'm not ashamed to express feelings like a child and be so happy just because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my fantasy, I don't have to be mean because job requires it... I don't fall in regret because I feel so bad that I yell at someone or I treated people in a wrong way... there is no need to in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my fantasy, a lot of people can see the heart as I do... but it is good that for some reason, taking a look at the real world's window, I've found some people holding that same kindness in their hearts. Specially one, that I hope to meet soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my fantasy, I'm working hard so I can share it with tons of people in order to just not call it fantasy but a fantasy based on reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and see you soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-4947011633287664417?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/4947011633287664417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=4947011633287664417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4947011633287664417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4947011633287664417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/03/nella-fantasia.html' title='Nella Fantasia'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-5125404487540692949</id><published>2009-03-24T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T03:50:34.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRC: tube scene II</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you could see, I love to read manga... and right now, one of my favourites made that excitement. Why? you may ask. Because one year ago, I was so intrigue with a certain thing about that story, let us do a flashback clicking in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/trc-tube-scene.html"&gt;HeRe&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-- now... finally... I know why! me and all fans of this manga had to wait for one year and one month for the chapter 216 to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/TRC/Tsubasa-new2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from the anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fascinated &gt;_&lt; things like this make me feel so child hehe... when am I going to act like an adult? lol it doesn't seem to happen soon but well, it's ok. This manga is so cool and caught my interest since the begining, made by CLAMP, obviously it will capture my heart as only they could did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment to remind in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Memories Book"&lt;/span&gt; of life hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you while waiting for next chapter to understand better that tube part! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gif image taken from &lt;a href="http://s274.photobucket.com/albums/jj272/camille_anime_18/GIF%20IMAGES/Tsubasa%20chronicle%20gif%20images/"&gt;camille_anime_18's gallery&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2262363683232911113-5125404487540692949?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/5125404487540692949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=5125404487540692949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5125404487540692949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5125404487540692949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/03/trc-tube-scene-ii.html' title='TRC: tube scene II'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/TRC/th_Tsubasa-new2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-293334630051467040</id><published>2009-03-17T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:53:13.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Love...</title><content type='html'>Good evening =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when two hearts are beating at the same rhythm turning out in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/arg-beating-heart-sfx-url.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the most difficult subject in life... the only one capable enough to lose your mind, to get you totally confused, to get you in that never seen world where you just follow and feel like never to leave it.  The only one that could let you feel the real happiness, the real anger, the real anguish, the real need, the real kindness. The one who can show you real magic turning a hard-cold heart into a warming place to stay forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, this kind of love what I'm concerning tonight it's the one considered as "couple love", the hardest. But no matter what since we are in love, everything is beautiful and no wonder if you have bad days or something is not going your way, as far as you have him or her, everything else it's just like... whatever. Love is the relief letting you smile with no doubt and be able to take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like that, love in many ways is my relief to survive from too many awful things and situations. I love a lot of things and I love him too... his words, his laugh or just the way he is. But sometimes, distance is not a good friend of lovers like us and there are spaces of my life that I feel like falling apart because it hurts, it hurts so much. To taste his kisses, the sensation of protection in his arms... and then, tears to cry. Rancor and desperation, it is not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, again... straight up, smile and be cheerful because the world of love cannot end just like that, the Earth's still rotating, flowers continue blooming and... as I said before in something I wrote about him long time ago and that I will share soon hehe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"May the Moon be our eternal witness of our love yesterday, today, tomorrow and forever to continue loving each other until the last time it can brights but... is our timeless love that makes bright the Moon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be together again, very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-293334630051467040?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/293334630051467040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=293334630051467040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/293334630051467040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/293334630051467040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-love.html' title='To Love...'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_arg-beating-heart-sfx-url.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-8658747712738568910</id><published>2009-03-07T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T02:47:05.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert Night</title><content type='html'>Hellooooo ^_____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we can be able to modify the time and be like a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night of Tuesday, March 6 2009 Lunita went back at the age of 12... lol. I went to the JYP tour concert in La Mirada, California because the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wonder_Girls"&gt;Wonder Girls&lt;/a&gt; were in the show as well. I felt something that since long time I didn't and that was so cool. I was so excited to see them, I got sits in first row and take lots of good pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best was that I could see my favourite wonder girl ^o^ she was so close that she even was down off stage to interact with her fans... and one of them was me! I felt so little girl getting excited because she was there and I was able to give her a chocolate, grab her hand. I was so happy that I didn't think of giving a hug or say something to her hahaha. And one more awesome thing was that when I was taking a picture of her, it seems like she was looking at my camera in that precise moment, sooooo cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/yeeunmoon.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pic I took, my pic! ^__________________________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel bad to be like a child most of the time... at my age, yes I do XD I'm not old but I'm not that young... but still, it's like my inner me has not grown yet and I like too many things or get excited as... yes, a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, it doesn't matter as far as I feel good and... if in some way, someday, you... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ye Eun&lt;/span&gt;, read this: I love you so much! hehehe you're a very sweet girl and you are a great singer, amazing voice. God bless you always, never change that big gold heart of yours and keep up all of your wishes because they will come true for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the Wonder Girls! ^___^  ♪ nobody, nobody but chu! ♫~ fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/wgmoon.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/wgmoon.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/wgmoon.png" width="403" border="0" height="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/wgmoon.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annyeong! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-8658747712738568910?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/8658747712738568910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=8658747712738568910&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8658747712738568910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8658747712738568910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/03/concert-night.html' title='Concert Night'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-7289239791017800713</id><published>2009-02-23T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T03:02:04.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a weird feeling</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes friends are a way to think... and feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so concerned about every single friend I have and sometimes, some of them get more of my worry that makes me sad. Right now, one of them... just thinking about him makes me kind of cry, I would love he could be find and get his goals. Specially the goal of love, the primary reason he now sees as the fact to continuing living this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good he loves us like we do (me and my Lunito). ~ We are willing to help you to get that special personal achievement. I don't want my eyes turn sad every time my mind reminds you or feel the anguish in my chest when  I talk with her and suddenly you pop out for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your &lt;span class="normalcolor3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maighdean&lt;/span&gt; will wait in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;farraige&lt;/span&gt; for you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ridire.  &lt;/span&gt;Behold!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, this post could seems  meaningless at first sight but it means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day and I promise to be happier next post! hehe.&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/2262363683232911113-7289239791017800713?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/7289239791017800713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=7289239791017800713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7289239791017800713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7289239791017800713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-weird-feeling.html' title='Just a weird feeling'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-425772534848146889</id><published>2009-02-23T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:47:51.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oak of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Welcome to the world of Sensation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; This secret place under the branches of beauty, is the start of our journey, into the land of mysteries and fantasies. For thousands of years, it has stood for life, growth and beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;In this magical world, we call it: The Oak of Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds so perfect, I love it ^____^ this is from the house music set by Erick Morillo at Live Sensation December 31 2008 in Melbourne, Australia. That's why I love electronic music, specially house, they could always build the best place of fantasy for your age. If you're not a child, it doesn't matter... this is the kind of fantasy that never ends and that never let you feel the time either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blend of magic, mystery, happiness, craziness, imagination, love, feast and freedom... when you just have to feel and be happy within your kid-heart that your adult body carries... hehehe. This is one of music genres that makes me feel the magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/electromoon_.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And la Lunita is da haus yeah ♪♫♪♫ what is house!? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-425772534848146889?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/425772534848146889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=425772534848146889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/425772534848146889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/425772534848146889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/02/oak-of-love.html' title='The Oak of Love'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-7929936607067045675</id><published>2009-02-10T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T02:12:54.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Survey (?)</title><content type='html'>It seems that I don't have nothing to do taking this survey while I have lots of pending XDD but well, here I go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php" method="post" target="_new"&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#efefef" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aileen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question1" value="Name%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type1" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthdate:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;January 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question2" value="Birthdate%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type2" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthplace:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acapulco, Mexico&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question3" value="Birthplace%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type3" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Current Location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somewhere&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question4" value="Current+Location%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type4" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olive Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question5" value="Eye+Color%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type5" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dark Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question6" value="Hair+Color%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type6" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.64 cm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question7" value="Height%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type7" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Weight:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;138 lb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question8" value="Weight%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type8" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Piercings:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Left ear cartilage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question9" value="Piercings%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type9" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Tatoos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not yet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question10" value="Tatoos%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type10" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Boyfriend/Girlfriend:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yup ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question11" value="Boyfriend%2FGirlfriend%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type11" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Overused Phraze:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Changos!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question12" value="Overused+Phraze%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type12" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FAVORITES&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question13" value="FAVORITES" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type13" value="2" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Food:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mexican &amp;amp; Asian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question14" value="Food%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type14" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Candy:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lollipops&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question15" value="Candy%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type15" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question16" value="Number%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type16" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question17" value="Color%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type17" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Animal:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tiger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question18" value="Animal%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type18" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Drink:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Milk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question19" value="Drink%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type19" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Alcohol Drink:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Screaming Orgasm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question20" value="Alcohol+Drink%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type20" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Bagel:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;with cream cheese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question21" value="Bagel%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type21" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Letter:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question22" value="Letter%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type22" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Body Part on Opposite sex:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arms&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question23" value="Body+Part+on+Opposite+sex%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type23" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This or That&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question24" value="This+or+That" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type24" value="2" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Pepsi or Coke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coke!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question25" value="Pepsi+or+Coke%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type25" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;McDonalds or BurgerKing:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wendy's lol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question26" value="McDonalds+or+BurgerKing%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type26" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Strawberry or Watermelon:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question27" value="Strawberry+or+Watermelon%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type27" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hot tea or Ice tea:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ice Tea&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question28" value="Hot+tea+or+Ice+tea%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type28" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question29" value="Chocolate+or+Vanilla" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type29" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hot Chocolate or Coffee:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coffee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question30" value="Hot+Chocolate+or+Coffee%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type30" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kiss or Hug:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question31" value="Kiss+or+Hug%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type31" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Dog or Cat:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question32" value="Dog+or+Cat%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type32" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Rap or Punk:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question33" value="Rap+or+Punk%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type33" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Summer or Winter:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Winter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question34" value="Summer+or+Winter%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type34" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Scary Movies or Funny Movies:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question35" value="Scary+Movies+or+Funny+Movies%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type35" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Love or Money:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question36" value="Love+or+Money%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type36" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOUR...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question37" value="YOUR..." type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type37" value="2" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Bedtime:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question38" value="Bedtime%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type38" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Most Missed Memory:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I was in Middle School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question39" value="Most+Missed+Memory%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type39" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Best phyiscal feature:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My eyes and smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question40" value="Best+phyiscal+feature%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type40" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;First Thought Waking Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to sleep more...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question41" value="First+Thought+Waking+Up%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type41" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Goal for this year:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finish a story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question42" value="Goal+for+this+year%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type42" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Best Friends:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AAC, Sri, Lauritish, Wendy, Yasmine, Josellin, Madeline, Jamir, Charlie, EdO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question43" value="Best+Friends%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type43" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Weakness:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good stuff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question44" value="Weakness%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type44" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Fears:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To make mistakes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question45" value="Fears%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type45" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Heritage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Asian/European&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question46" value="Heritage%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type46" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Longest relationship:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The one and the only right now hehe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question47" value="Longest+relationship%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type47" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;IN A GUY/GIRL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question59" value="IN+A+GUY%2FGIRL" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type59" value="2" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question60" value="Favorite+Eye+Color%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type60" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question61" value="Favorite+Hair+Color%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type61" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Short or Long:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Short&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question62" value="Short+or+Long%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type62" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taller than me XD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question63" value="Height%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type63" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Style:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gentlemen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question64" value="Style%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type64" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Looks or Personality:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question65" value="Looks+or+Personality%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type65" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hot or Cute&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both XD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question66" value="Hot+or+Cute" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type66" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Drugs and Alcohol:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can handle with alcohol hehe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question68" value="Drugs+and+Alcohol%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type68" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Muscular or Really Skinny:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Normal &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question69" value="Muscular+or+Really+Skinny%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type69" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;RANDOMS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question70" value="RANDOMS" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type70" value="2" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Regrets in the Past:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pfff... many&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question71" value="Number+of+Regrets+in+the+Past%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type71" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What country do you want to Visit:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Japan and Korea&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question72" value="What+country+do+you+want+to+Visit%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type72" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do you want to Die:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Performing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question73" value="How+do+you+want+to+Die%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type73" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Been to the Mall Lately:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A month ago&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question74" value="Been+to+the+Mall+Lately%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type74" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question75" value="Do+you+like+Thunderstorms%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type75" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Get along with your Parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;With Mom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question76" value="Get+along+with+your+Parents%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type76" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Health Freak:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't think so&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question77" value="Health+Freak%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type77" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you think you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a child&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question78" value="Do+you+think+you" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type78" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Believe in Yourself:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question79" value="Believe+in+Yourself%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type79" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Want to go to College:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I kind of did &lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question80" value="Want+to+go+to+College%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type80" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Smoke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question81" value="Do+you+Smoke%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type81" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Drink:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question82" value="Do+you+Drink%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type82" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Shower Daily:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question83" value="Shower+Daily%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type83" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Been in Love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yup!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question84" value="Been+in+Love%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type84" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Sing:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All the time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question85" value="Do+you+Sing%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type85" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Want to get Married:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someday...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question86" value="Want+to+get+Married%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type86" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you want Children:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question87" value="Do+you+want+Children%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type87" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have your future kids names planned out:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kind of&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question88" value="Have+your+future+kids+names+planned+out%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type88" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Age you wanna lose your Virginity:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;XDDDD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question89" value="Age+you+wanna+lose+your+Virginity%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type89" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hate anyone:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People who cannot care about feelings or cannot really smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input name="question90" value="Hate+anyone%3A" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input name="type90" value="1" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;input value="Take This Survey" type="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php"&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; - or - &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/paid-surveys.php"&gt;GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;bara, bara, bara, bara, bara. bara, bara, baraaaa... ^_____^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-7929936607067045675?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/7929936607067045675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=7929936607067045675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7929936607067045675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7929936607067045675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/02/personal-survey.html' title='Personal Survey (?)'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-7911773472440274273</id><published>2009-01-15T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:32:20.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sour Skittles a la media noche</title><content type='html'>Uenas noshes queridos lectores... XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un titulo agridulce pues asi fue el dia 15 de enero... pobre dia, lo desprecio pero es que es de esos dias que si tuviera la oportunidad, lo saltaria al calendario de mi vida. Muchas cosas raras, algo feas, cansancio y bueno... asi como me pasaron cosas, fue de lo mas largo, como que los minutos se pasaban demasiado lento, un dia demasiado extraño pero bueno, en compañia de la musica y buenos amigos, todo va pasando mejosirto hehe y esos eran los lapsos dulces de ese dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supuestamente son los martes y los jueves los dias en que, o pasa algo bueno o malo... algo asi como dias karmaticos y si empiezas bien puede terminar bien o peor o viceversa. Solia pensar esa y mas cosas sobre estos ciertos dias pero creo que lo mejor es pensar en lo bueno de todo y lo benefico que te pase en esos u otros dias, es un buenisimo extra mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se que mas decir... se acabaron los skittles y se me fue todo el roiazo que queria compartir jaja, pero sirvieron para cerrar con sello de oro blanco (con eso que trae polvito agrio y es blanco... duuuh jiji) y empezar un dia mas que si Dios quiere, sera genial y mejor como todos los que vengan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sugarstand.com/images/sc/sc0077c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt; seeeee uuuuu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-7911773472440274273?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/7911773472440274273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=7911773472440274273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7911773472440274273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7911773472440274273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/01/sour-skittles-la-media-noche.html' title='Sour Skittles a la media noche'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1533255653121324491</id><published>2009-01-12T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T03:47:05.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si preguntas por mis Ojeras</title><content type='html'>Buenas Madrugadas ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensando hace dos días, mirándome al espejo mis bellas ojeras... "¿bellas, dijiste?" podrías preguntarte, a lo que yo de inmediato te respondería "¡claro!". Y como decía, mis bellas ojeras no son producto de cualquier desvelo: son ojeras artísticas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde chica he traído conmigo ese rasgo físico, mucho pensé que ha sido hereditario pues mi padre las trae al igual que mi hermana mayor. Igualmente artísticas; para ellos la Música, para mí la Literatura.  Recuerdo cuando iba en secundaria, en mi clase de Español... la verdad no recuerdo qué tema estábamos viendo, ni de qué estaba hablando pero era algo sobre aquellos antiguos escritores, paliduchos y sus grandes sombras por debajo de los ojos que pasaban -obviamente- las noches en vela creando sus escritos y que en el día se la pasaban al lado de mujeres, como fantasmas... fantasmas jaja, un tiempo en la preparatoria me decían Gasparín &gt;_&lt;  por ser de piel blanca, con ojeras y siempre traía las manos frías, hasta la fecha a veces las traigo así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me he dado cuenta que desde muy temprana edad he ido desarrollando mis ojeras creando mis escritos, imaginando, leyendo, soñando hasta altas horas de la noche... y aunque en algunas etapas de mi vida cambió el rumbo artístico al digital, me hace sentir bien que de alguna u otra manera, una de las razones por las que existo, aun no siendo un cien porciento, ha permanecido en mí y prueba de ello estan en ellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Estoy de vuelta, aunando mi nueva monería  a mi estuche orgullosa de mis ojeras porque si me preguntas... ¡son artisticas!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/Ldc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matta ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1533255653121324491?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1533255653121324491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1533255653121324491&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1533255653121324491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1533255653121324491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2009/01/si-preguntas-por-mis-ojeras.html' title='Si preguntas por mis Ojeras'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_Ldc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-4995437606648454146</id><published>2008-10-29T01:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:45:15.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E-Cards</title><content type='html'>Helloooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is almost Halloween! and I wanted to send to my friends some cool e-cards, you know, those funny and cute animations flash but... I couldn't! and you may ask why? because most of them (specially the nice ones) were for paid members only. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I used to send a lot of e-cards for every holiday, all of theme so great and all of them for free! what happened?? and this is not since this year or last, it has been a while with this being charged for sending e-cards. It is like the cyber world is getting more into the "business" thing. In some way this could be fine because of the designers spending time creating those cool animations but... still &gt;_&lt; I don't know... life changes and I stopped sending e-cards for that reason, I don't agree with that, it is kind of silly paying for e-cards for me but well. There are people who actually pay for this service and it is ok, it's their money hehe and they're supporting the digital work, that's fine.  With my luxury style life coming, I will do as well! hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-4995437606648454146?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/4995437606648454146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=4995437606648454146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4995437606648454146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4995437606648454146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/10/e-cards.html' title='E-Cards'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-8557156215032168013</id><published>2008-10-19T03:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T03:15:29.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Es Tiempo...</title><content type='html'>Buenas madrugadas hehe, mui "temprano" para postear juju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A veces pasan cosas que nos pueden parecer algo extrañas o incomodas pero que, al mismo tiempo, nos dan la pauta a reflexionar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hasta aqui"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se terminaron los tiempos de postergar y comenzar con todos los proyectos abandonados, tener prioridad por nuestros sueños y saber ponerle bases a nuestros enormes castillos de ilusiones. Quiero ser leida, quiero ser vista, quiero ser reconocida, quiero mi "fancy life", quiero mi felicidad. Vayamos al grano y a poner pilas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No importa que siempre hayan personas que quieran estropear tu camino hacia la meta que solo tu sabes, el que esta sintiendo ese deseo, ese sueno, eres tu, no terceras personas.... por lo tanto, tu eres el que pone las reglas y la primera, ante todo, es: dejar a tu alma sonar y aspirar. Lo demas no tiene importancia mientras lo que tu quieras ser y hacer, sea lo primordial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien eres tu? la persona que siguio sus sueños y alcanzo su felicidad. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="med1"&gt;&lt;span class="med1"&gt; &lt;!-- google_ad_section_start --&gt;À bientôt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-8557156215032168013?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/8557156215032168013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=8557156215032168013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8557156215032168013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8557156215032168013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/10/es-tiempo.html' title='Es Tiempo...'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-5678386413693502894</id><published>2008-10-13T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:17:00.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aurora Boreal</title><content type='html'>Buenas madrugadas ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En realidad no se que escribir pero tengo ganas de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El viento sopla fuertemente entre pausados lapsos para que pueda asimilar los mensajes que lleva con el, rosando diferentes objetos dejando recuerdos de otros miles de distintos lugares que nadie puede distinguir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Llevate mi dolor", "Trae a mi amor" decimos al viento viajero. Ni libros, ni genios, ni descubrimientos, ni tecnologia podran tener los mejores ojos ni los mejores relatos de la vida de cada ser vivo de cada era, de cada epoca, como los tiene el viento. Cada detalle, cada sonido, cada suceso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Puedes escucharlo? por supuesto...  la melodia que toca contra las hojas de los arboles y las plantas. Su famoso eco, ese aullidito tenebroso, popular en peliculas de terror, indicio de su presencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero... ¿puedes interpretarlo? si, quizas no. No hay cursos de este idioma, cada quien, a su forma de pensar, de vivir, de sentir, es que comprenden lo que el viento dice... en realidad, habla muchos idiomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lograras comprender su lenguaje, cuando en tu corazon haya llegado el mensaje indicado para ti y sonreiras o lloraras, sin mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img72.imageshack.us/img72/7549/seawindbynightbm6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigue viento tu camino, que el destino tiene lugar en el universo entero... aqui, lejos, cerca, cualquiera que sea el lugar, tu presencia debe hacerse notar porque indicas vida y llevas vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El titulo no tiene nada que ver con lo que escribi, pero me dieron ganas de nombrarlo asi, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À bientôt !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagen tomada de la galeria virtual de este artista:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.cahlil.com/art_gallery.html"&gt;http://www.cahlil.com/art_gallery.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-5678386413693502894?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/5678386413693502894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=5678386413693502894&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5678386413693502894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5678386413693502894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/10/arura-boreal.html' title='Aurora Boreal'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-7543316797571751462</id><published>2008-09-29T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T01:43:14.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Mudanza Señores!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I'm moving! despues de estar casi dos años en el mismo departamento, llego la hora de irse a otro jaja. Odio la mudanza, me desespera y me estresa XD pero pues ya que, tomemoslo como una experiencia mas como bien me lo hizo recordar mi querida Lauritish ^^ y pues, al mismo tiempo, este post es el ultimo que hare desde este cuarto del que me voi y de la compu tambien! los extrañare ambos juju... me compre una lap top y pues en busca de practicidad, aqui andamos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aprovechare este cambio para, ahora si, postear mas en mi de nuevo abandonafito-blog hehe ^^U y que sean cambios buenos siempre y esta en nosotros hacerlos como tal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bueno, a los que lean, disfruten! hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-7543316797571751462?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/7543316797571751462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=7543316797571751462&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7543316797571751462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7543316797571751462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/09/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-4262210293007280989</id><published>2008-03-25T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T00:28:57.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kobato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kobato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/kobato.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sh%C5%8Djo"&gt;shoujo&lt;/a&gt; manga created by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clamp_%28manga_artists%29"&gt;CLAMP&lt;/a&gt;, incomplete, published in 2005 with one volume and a kind of volume called "Temporary" that it could be named  the  continue of the first volume. It is about a strange naive girl who has arrived in this world from another that cause his attitude about this actual world, it seems it is a totally different world holding a rare bottle that she must fill with "healed hearts" with the help of Ioryogi, a very bad-tempered lived stuffed plush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no anime version but it has been seen animated in the video clip "CLAMP in Wonderland 2" in a small part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this story! i love how her innocence, so funny! her teacher of about how to live in this world has been the tvs she can watch outside some stores loool so cute and sweet, can't wait the time when CLAMP decide to continue it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-4262210293007280989?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/4262210293007280989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=4262210293007280989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4262210293007280989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4262210293007280989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/03/kobato.html' title='Kobato'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_kobato.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-4848746636627774396</id><published>2008-03-25T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:31:51.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate Stay/Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fate Stay/Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/fate-stay-night.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; It was created originally as a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Visual_novel"&gt;visual novel&lt;/a&gt; game created by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Type-Moon"&gt;Type-Moon&lt;/a&gt; in January 2004 with a shounen manga version with 5 volumes and an anime version with 24 episodes aired in January 2006 to June of the same year. The main story is about a war that starts every 10 years between seven masters (magicians) and their seven servants  to obtain the Holy Grail to grant a wish. Each master summon their servants to kill the others in order to the matters mentioned before. The story starts with Shirou Emiya, a kid who survived from the chaos of the last war and was adopted by Kiritsugu Emiya, who decided to transfer his magic to the child before he died making Emiya one of the masters for the next war without any notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a visual novel game sequel called Fate/Hollow Ataraxia with other different characters plus two of the stay/ night Shirou and Tohsaka Rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anime Original Sountrack was composed by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenji_Kawai"&gt;Kenji Kawai&lt;/a&gt; and openings-endings by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sachi_Tainaka"&gt;Sachi Tainaka&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jyukai_%28band%29"&gt;Jyukai&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't played the game but my friend EdO told me that is in there where you can found out the whole and real story, some important answers, some important discovers. I will read the manga and hope I can play the game later hehe but for now, ,my favourites are Saber and Rin!!! hehe and the music is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-4848746636627774396?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/4848746636627774396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=4848746636627774396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4848746636627774396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4848746636627774396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/03/fate-staynight.html' title='Fate Stay/Night'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_fate-stay-night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-6717888004034486630</id><published>2008-03-25T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:11:39.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fullmetal Alchemist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="t_nihongo_romaji"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hagane no Rekinjutsushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/893.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sh%C5%8Dnen"&gt;shounen&lt;/a&gt; manga by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hiromu_Arakawa"&gt;Hiromu Arakawa&lt;/a&gt; published in January 2001 and is still ongoing with 19 volumes and 81 chapters, each released almost every month. It is about Edward and his brother Alfonse Elric living in a small town with their mother since their father left them some time ago, who used to be an alchemist. They were living a happy life when suddenly their mother died because of an illness, Ed and Al tried to revive her using alchemy  and failed causing the almost dead of Al's that Ed's could save only his soul losing his right arm and legs. It was known that with a philosopher's stone, he could revive anything without failure and decided to become an state alchemist to access  to all kind of information about how to get it or create it thus beginning  an adventurous and a hard journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an anime version aired in October 2003 to 2004 of the same month with 51 episodes, not very similar from the manga because there are a lot of changes and different characters but it is a good animation. The end of this anime, practically it could be seen in the movie "Fullmetal Alchemist the movie: Conqueror of Shamballa" aired in 2005 with a runtime of 105 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music of the three Original Soundtracks was composed by Michiru Oshima, wonderful, so beautiful included in my top anime OSTs and my favourite is the OST 1. Its opening and ending was in charge of good bands like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Porno_Graffitti"&gt;Porno Graffitti&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/L%27Arc%7Een%7ECiel"&gt;L'arc~en~ciel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cool_Joke"&gt;Cool Joke&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asian_Kung-Fu_Generation"&gt;Asian Kung-Fu Generation.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it so much because how the alchemy is used in this story is so interesting and so cool, drama parts, so dramatic, fighting scenes, so amazing both manga and anime. I following the manga until the end comes because I would like to know all the puzzle this story has been doing about that famous philosopher's stone and its  skill  to revive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="t_nihongo_romaji"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-6717888004034486630?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/6717888004034486630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=6717888004034486630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/6717888004034486630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/6717888004034486630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/03/fullmetal-alchemist.html' title='Fullmetal Alchemist'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_893.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-7927687709572738590</id><published>2008-03-24T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T01:26:22.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death Note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/DeathNote-01-000-01.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A thriller &lt;a href="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/DeathNote-01-000-01.png"&gt;manga&lt;/a&gt; created by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tsugumi_Ohba"&gt;Tsugumi Ohba&lt;/a&gt; and illustrated by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Takeshi_Obata"&gt;Takeshi Obata&lt;/a&gt; published in 2003 to 2006 with 12 volumes and 108 chapters about how a Japanese high school student called Yagami Light (Raito for me XD I love how it sounds so I always pronounce Raito instead of Light) founds a notebook&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in the street, outside the school with a weird title "Death Note". When he opened it was written some  "how to use" directions, the main one was "The human whose name is written in this notebook shall die" followed with some rules. Since that, Raito's lige drastically changed his life thinking that he could change the world with his sense of justice and this book could create a better and peaceful world. Later on, he would meet a mysterious-world famous detective known as "L" , his top rival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anime"&gt;anime&lt;/a&gt; version aired in October 2006 to June 2007 with 37 episodes, a very good adaptation but not at the end, it is different from the manga and it wasn't a good idea, in my opinion, the way the anime was. The music was composed by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenji_Kawai"&gt;Kenji Kawai&lt;/a&gt; and with openings and endings &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenji_Kawai"&gt;Maximum the Hormone&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nightmare_%28band%29"&gt;Nightmare&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yoshihisa_Hirano"&gt;Yoshihisa Hiran&lt;/a&gt;,  heavy sounds hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Live-action"&gt;live action&lt;/a&gt; divided in two movies:&lt;br /&gt;Death Note - aired in June 2006 with a runtime of 126 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Death Note The Last Name - aired five months later of the same year with a runtime of 141 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is so interesting, the way Raito and L fight their perspective of justice using their intelligence, the unexpected end... well, suspense all the time that anybody can't miss, a well done story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-7927687709572738590?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/7927687709572738590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=7927687709572738590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7927687709572738590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7927687709572738590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/03/death-note.html' title='Death Note'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_DeathNote-01-000-01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-7291314593668813716</id><published>2008-03-16T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T04:04:46.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UDOS!</title><content type='html'>Viendo videos de graciosas entrevistas o graciosos errores de mi grupo irlandes favorito, The Corrs, me encontre (a lo mexicano) con la mamada mas grande del mundo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DaZW36CQXvo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DaZW36CQXvo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pudiste notarlo? lo escuchaste?? oooh siii!! U2, otro buen grupo salido de Irlanda ha sido vilmente traducido XDDDDDD y es UDOS jajajajaja que peeex con la vida de los españoles??? es que no puedo salir de mi asombro jajajajaja heeellooooo notese que no todo en la vida puede traducirse, no caguen el ingles y menos al grupo diciendole UDOS!!! es "llu tu" y asi se pronuncia LLU TU!. Si por cada nombre de equis cosa en lengua inglesa se tuviera que traducri en cada idioma creanme que para que chingados esta entonces el ingles?? jojo... mis condolencias si eres español y lees esto pero no maaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo repeti mil veces para escuchar la pavadota que se aventaron XD!!! increible... *Møon tratandose de serenar y parar de reir* hehehe que cosas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-7291314593668813716?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/7291314593668813716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=7291314593668813716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7291314593668813716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7291314593668813716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/03/udos.html' title='UDOS!'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-3702484835498358523</id><published>2008-03-01T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T03:19:52.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X/1999</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/xmanga.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;An unfinished  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sh%C5%8Djo"&gt;shoujo&lt;/a&gt;-fantasy manga by &lt;a href="http://www.clamp-net.com/"&gt;CLAMP&lt;/a&gt; published in May 1992 with 18 volumes about how our world in 1999, a japanese boy called Kamui, has its destiny deciding to become a Dragon of Heaven or Dragon of Earth. They are called The Seven Seals and The Seven Angels respectively. The Dragons of Heaven are in charge to protect the kekkai or barrier that's surrounding the Earth to prevent the last day of it. The Dragons of Earth are the ones in charge to destroy that kekkai so it could cause the destruction of the Earth to give chance a new era without the real destruction humans are causing to the world. The main idea was based in the Biblical Apocalypse about the end of the world adding the urban myth about at 2000 everything would be finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anime version was aired in October 2001 to March 2002 with 24 episodes and music composed by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naoki_Sato"&gt;Satou Naoki&lt;/a&gt;. As the manga has no end, the one shown in the anime it's considered the end of the story although it doesn't follow it so exactly, the end is reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;The movie of 100 minutes was aired before the anime in 1996 with music by Yasuaki Shimizu, a strange version but a good resume about the story, let's call it an introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it very much, they made a good and interesting creation with the urban belief about the end of the world, I got rapidly involved with most of the characters -spoiler-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I felt kind of sad when Fuuma had to be the "other Kamui" becoming a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dragon of Hearth changing his tender and soft heart to an evil one&lt;/span&gt;-spoiler-  and it lefts you with a very important message about caring people you really love and the earth who gives you home. The anime music is pretty, specially "Sadame" that makes you feel the tense situation and the excitement  about what is going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-3702484835498358523?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/3702484835498358523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=3702484835498358523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/3702484835498358523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/3702484835498358523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/03/x1999.html' title='X/1999'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_xmanga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-37603134156532708</id><published>2008-02-25T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T23:24:05.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint Seiya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saint Seiya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Los Caballeros del Zodíaco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/Pope-Bronze.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sh%C5%8Dnen"&gt;shounen&lt;/a&gt; manga by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Masami_Kurumada"&gt;Masami Kurumada&lt;/a&gt; published in January 1986 to December 1990 with 28 volumes and the anime was aired in October 1986 to April 1989 with 114 episodes referring  to the original  run. It is about how every 300 years, the goddess Athena reincarnates in a human body  to gather  her warriors and protect this world from evilness. Those warriors are called knights or saints and they were chosen between a 100 orphan children to send them to a different countries and get their training and title of knight becoming Athena's saints.  One of the orphan's, Seiya, was separated from her sister the day he was chosen to be one of the trainees to become a knight and she was lost so, seven years later he came back from Japan to Greece with the title of Pegasus bronze Saint looking for her lost sister. To find her, he made a deal with Saori Kido, the grand daughter of the man who sent all those kids to train: if he won in the Galaxian Wars and get the powerful gold cloth Sagittarius, she will start a search for her sister. An there is when he met the others bronze saints, Cygnus Hyoga, Dragon Shuryu, Shun Andromeda and Ikkie Phoenix. All of that began from that but it is kind of changing the way of almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is divided by arcs: Sanctuary, Poseidon and Hades thus the last one wasn't animated until 2004 or around (I can't remember ^^U) and with the still ongoing Ellysium. The Hades and the Ellysium ones had been being realized by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/OVA"&gt;OVA&lt;/a&gt; series. There is one anime arc that is not in the manga arcs, the Asgard, it was used to be a filler of 25 episodes while the author was continuing writing the Poseidon arc. Al thought it is called contemptuously a filler, the story was good enough making a wonderful work with the Holy Warriors of Odin and specially with their leader, Polaris Hilda (my fav female character ^o^).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are  three manga prequels starring the actual Gold Saints and the others, about the previous Holy War and the pasts Gold Saints:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Seiya: Next Dimension&lt;br /&gt;Saint Seiya Espisode G&lt;br /&gt;Saint Seiya: The Lost Canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saint Seiya movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Seiya: The Movie (Saint Seiya Gekijoban/Jashin Eris) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- released in 1987&lt;br /&gt;Saint Seiya: Legend of Crimson Youth (Saint Seiya: Shinku No Shounen Densetsu) - released in 1988&lt;br /&gt;Saint Seiya: The Heated Battle of the Gods (Saint Seiya: Kamigami no Atsuki Tatakai) - released in 1988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was composed by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seiji_Yokoyama"&gt;Seiji Yokoyama&lt;/a&gt;, wonderful and marvelous, can't describe it any better because it just gets the deepest of my heart, there are like 13 cds and I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of them and surely, it is my first on my top favourites OSTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... it is hard to give my comment in here XD because this is the first anime I was so obsessed, I like  it since  I was 9 years old... I used to have a lot of merchandising that I still keep like posters and used to have stationary stuff, figures and a plastic bronze cloth of Cygnus, I still have three of the movies as well and nowadays I have one wall scroll hehe. Because of this story I began to read about the Greek mythology and memorize it haha and believe it or not, it also leaves very good messages about us, the humans beings, strength, courage, our feelings, friendship, love and how beautiful is to live in this world. It has marked my life forever, the best shounen ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saori-saaaaaaaaan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-37603134156532708?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/37603134156532708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=37603134156532708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/37603134156532708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/37603134156532708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/saint-seiya.html' title='Saint Seiya'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_Pope-Bronze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-12938352235953081</id><published>2008-02-24T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:34:27.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/wish.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sh%C5%8Djo"&gt;shoujo&lt;/a&gt; manga story by &lt;a href="http://www.clamp-net.com/"&gt;CLAMP&lt;/a&gt;  published in June 1996 to August 1998 with only 4 volumes about an angel, Kohaku, who met Shuichiro Kudo, a mortal doctor, when the angel got trouble with a crow while looking for another angel in Earth he helped the angel and for his help, Kohaku wanted to grant him a wish but Suichiro said that he doesn't have any wish so it is when the angel's stay on Earth begins to prolonger  waiting for his wish  and helping him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a drama CD and a "strange" video that looks like an opening with and ending... to me, it is  just a musical video about the story, with an end, all the CLAMP's musical videos like CLAMP in Wonderland 1 and 2 and this Wish one is soooo kawaaiiiii ^__^ and I love the songs both by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ali_Project"&gt;Ali Project&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I read the manga some weeks ago and I loved it ^-^ it is cute and funny, I love angels so I couldn't miss this story. It could seems typical but when you read it completely, it is sooo good and tender that makes you love romance and fantasy. Here I will share the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YrarLd7RvYg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YrarLd7RvYg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawaii ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-12938352235953081?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/12938352235953081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=12938352235953081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/12938352235953081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/12938352235953081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/wish.html' title='Wish'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_wish.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-540074067166092381</id><published>2008-02-20T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T23:14:38.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spiderwick Chronicles film</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Spiderwick Chronicles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/spiderwick-chronicles-poster-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Based on the book  with the same name  by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holly_Black"&gt;Holly Black&lt;/a&gt; and illustrated by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tony_DiTerlizzi"&gt;Tony DiTerlizzi&lt;/a&gt;, about  how Jared Grace found a forbidden book discovering some secret about some fantasy creatures and its world and along with his twin brother Simon and their older sister Mallory, try to protect the book and defend their house from a dangerous ogre called Mulgurath with the help of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brownie_%28mythology%29"&gt;brownie&lt;/a&gt; Thimbletack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 97 minutes film from United States directed by Mark Waters and produced by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frank_Marshall_%28movie_producer%29"&gt;Frank Marshall&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kathleen_Kennedy_%28film_producer%29"&gt;Kathleen Kennedy&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karey_Kirkpatrick"&gt; Karey Kirkpatrick&lt;/a&gt; and both writer and illustrator of the story. Music by composer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Horner"&gt;James Horner&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched it and it was fun, a very interesting experience but it was kind of predictable in some situations, I really liked the visual effects, specially the work with the twins... I didn't know it was the same actor when I read about the cast. You can't easily see the computer works, it looks more real.  About the music, it was ok but a certainly piano melody reminds me so much to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casper_%28film%29"&gt;Casper film&lt;/a&gt;, it was very similar so originality was missing by the composer and I was expecting greater music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-540074067166092381?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/540074067166092381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=540074067166092381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/540074067166092381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/540074067166092381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/spiderwick-chronicles-film.html' title='The Spiderwick Chronicles film'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_spiderwick-chronicles-poster-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-6221818580043996114</id><published>2008-02-17T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T03:33:42.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouran Host Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ouran High School Host Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/OHSHC.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; It is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sh%C5%8Djo"&gt;shoujo&lt;/a&gt; romantic-comedy manga by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bisco_Hatori"&gt;Bisco Hatori&lt;/a&gt; published in August 2003 with 12 volumes and still ongoing about a very prestigious Japanese high school called Ouran, where only children of the most millionaire families can enroll making it called a private academy. Haruhi Fujioka, a student that got a scholarship to get a place in it, met the unusual Host Club members by mistake begging the most peculiar moments  in and out of school. There is an anime version aired in April to September 2006 with 26 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music for the anime is compiled by OST collection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouran High School Host Club OP Single - Sakura Kiss&lt;br /&gt;Ouran Koukou Host Club ED Single - Shissou&lt;br /&gt;Ouran High School Host Club Soundtrack &amp;amp; Character Song 1&lt;br /&gt;Ouran High School Host Club Soundtrack &amp;amp; Character Song 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, I have to confess that I prefer the anime... perhaps because I watched the anime without reading the manga but I had a very good time watching it laughing .  I couldn't continue reading because that special "welcome" is not the same as listening to it and Tamaki's funny faces are so funnier lol. Someday I will continue the manga but when the story ends... I enjoyed the anime so much, so tender, so cute, so comical, so sad, so lovable! some people says it's a silly story and maybe it is but in a sweet way ^__^ that makes is enjoyable. The music was made in a classical way, perfect for the series but it has rock songs as well, noticing the youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-6221818580043996114?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/6221818580043996114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=6221818580043996114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/6221818580043996114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/6221818580043996114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/ouran-host-club.html' title='Ouran Host Club'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_OHSHC.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-7390978927980002275</id><published>2008-02-17T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T02:46:22.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Exile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Exile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/lastexile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steampunk"&gt;steampunk&lt;/a&gt; anime only with 26 episodes from &lt;a href="http://www.gonzo.co.jp/index.html"&gt;GONZO&lt;/a&gt; studios about Claus Valca (pilot) and Lavi Head (navigator) who followed  their father's steps being air couriers in a Victorian atmosphere, a world called Prester that it was divided by two countries: Disith and Anatoray. They were delivering messages in the middle of these two countries when they got the path to find Alvis, a little girl who came from one of the most important families through the two societies and she was born with the key to stop the origin of the war, the Exile, the one that generated the Grand Stream (like an enormous hurricane) modifying the weather of the two countries. There is one more country called Guild that was ruling  from the sky suggesting  the war  between  Disith and Anatoray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two Original Soundtracks both composed by &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Dolce+Triade"&gt;Dolce Triade&lt;/a&gt; including the "Cloud Age Symphony" opening and the "Over the Sky" ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al thought  it is an anime only, it's one of my most favourites. The story has been written so exactly with a marvelous imagination blending cultures with technology equalizing their own so wonderfully. Besides Saint Seiya, this is the second anime I've watched twice or more just because I like it, and everytime I do it, I enjoy it as if it was the first time I watched it. Can't forget to mention the music, it fits so well with the situations and makes you feel that you're in the sky living the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 153);font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:130%;"  &gt;♫♪ Just keep on trying, keep on  flying I will be the Light ♪♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-7390978927980002275?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/7390978927980002275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=7390978927980002275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7390978927980002275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7390978927980002275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-exile.html' title='Last Exile'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_lastexile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1778024979186679081</id><published>2008-02-13T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T03:47:15.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandybell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hello! Sandybell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/hello01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sh%C5%8Djo"&gt;shoujo&lt;/a&gt;  anime only by Shiroh Jinbo aired in March of 1981 to February of 1982 with 47 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about a Scottish girl that was well known between her neighbors and friends by her  playful-optimistic-adventurous spirit and she was always being accompanied by Oliver, her faithful dog.  She only lives with her father because in a past ship accident when she was a baby, she was separated from her mother to save her life but her father nor Sandybell knew that she was saved as well founded in a beach with the loss of her memories. That is the reason that when she met the countess of Willington, she reminds her mom having a special and teneder feeling for her and because of that rich lady, she met her only love Marcos, countess' son. She passes for too many adventures deciding to become a journalist that made the encounter of her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a manga because when I was little, I knew about this story buying "comics" in my hometown that made think it was a remade of a manga but... nope! hehe, if you search on the net with the title, there is no information about any manga, only the anime that I watched when I was around 16 or 17 so, why do they made that "comic"?? I don't know hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way Sandybell is, is the reason that I would guess has touched some fans of this anime, my mom and my Andru used to and still use to tell me that she looks alike me in how she smiles, how she laughs, how she is and even how tall and skinny I was! lol (because I'm not that skinny anymore not fat either but not skinny) but well, I'm not blond but if I was, they say she would be me tee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1778024979186679081?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1778024979186679081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1778024979186679081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1778024979186679081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1778024979186679081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/sandybell.html' title='Sandybell'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_hello01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-5056800508525108625</id><published>2008-02-13T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T01:47:55.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Candy Candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/candy.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sh%C5%8Djo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sh%C5%8Djo"&gt;shoujo&lt;/a&gt; manga written by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kyoko_Mizuki"&gt;Kyoko Mizuki&lt;/a&gt; and drawn by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yumiko_Igarashi"&gt;Yumiko Igarashi&lt;/a&gt; published in April of 1975 to March of 1979 with only 9 volumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about an American girl who was left at an orphanage called Pony's Home having a graceful childhood with Miss Pony, Sister Lane, her best friend Annie (who was found the same day) and the other children. But when she got 12, she was adopted by  The Leagans: her unfortunate moments began encountering the journey that would create the most saddest but the most happiest moments of her life meeting value people like two of her true loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anime version was aired in October of 1976 to February of 1979 with 115 episodes and in 1992 a 26 minutes OVA was released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was said that Candy Candy was originally  a novel which  only part of that is the  Candy Candy manga and anime we know... so, to know what real Candy is, do we have to read the novel?? that is an interesting curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is one of my first animes, I just love it as my mom and sister do, it was because of them I knew about it since I was little, my sister used to have lots of merchandising and we can't mention "Candy" without saying "aaawww!". Love, sadness, hapinness, comedy, suspense, this story has everything making it a good drama. I read the manga some months ago because I only watched the anime and I could notice that the it was a good adaptation though Terry seems tender in the manga hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story that has marked my life in a sweet way ^-^ never forgetting its cute opening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R9S9geyjsnI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R9S9geyjsnI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! ^______________^ I will always love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-5056800508525108625?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/5056800508525108625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=5056800508525108625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5056800508525108625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5056800508525108625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/candy-candy.html' title='Candy Candy'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_candy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-5797324444484153728</id><published>2008-02-12T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T03:42:02.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glass Mask</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glass Mask (Garasu no Kamen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/300px-Glass_mask.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sh%C5%8Djo"&gt;shoujo&lt;/a&gt; manga by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suzue_Miuchi" title="Suzue Miuchi"&gt;Suzue Miuchi&lt;/a&gt;  that unfortunately the story has no end.  It was published in January of 1976   with 42 volumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about a teen aged girl, Maya Kitajima, who has a special interest in performance wanting to become a famous stage actress while some people just looked at  her as very common and kind of useless little girl who can't be able to reach her dreams without knowing her natural skills to perform, overcoming even the well known and her future rival young actress Ayumi Himekawa. With the help of Chigusa Tsukikage, a veteran talented and very famous actress who discovered  Maya's great talent, will be capable  to   success her in the biggest an most important role  "The Crimson Goddess".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an old anime version aired in April 09 1984 to September 27 1984 with 23 episodes  that in 1998 was remade with an OVA of  3 episodes.  And in 2005 they started  all over again  with a new version that is still going with 51 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew about this manga by my dearest friend Sri (before read it, she already knew I would love it! she knows me very well ^-^ hehe) this is the number one of my top mangas because of my passion for theatre, I could say it is a story made for me as I identify Maya's dreams, her situations, her desires and her talented that needed to be discovered as mine are. Someday, I would love to read the end of this manga because it is an excellent work, perhaps in the new anime version will be a possible end but thus the manga has not the end, it wont be the original finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-5797324444484153728?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/5797324444484153728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=5797324444484153728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5797324444484153728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5797324444484153728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/glass-mask.html' title='Glass Mask'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/Misc/th_300px-Glass_mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1310585092772015027</id><published>2008-02-12T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T01:54:59.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRC: tube scene</title><content type='html'>Why are we waiting so hard for the tube scene??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/TRC/pictrc.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/TRC/sakura_02_animestockscom.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so simple... because it's a curious scene with too many questions, it is not a common thing. First, when we didn't know too much information like we do now (for those who are following the manga like me) we were wandering: "What's that tube??", "Why is Syaoran and Sakura there?", "Why are they separated!?", "Why does the manga and the anime begin with that?" and "What does it mean??". Thankfully, we know part of the meaning, we can sort of understand why they are in that strange tube and what is that tube. Then, we are extremely excited  to see that scene again with the knowledge we needed before!!! because we could never answer our angst for seeing  them  wanting to be  together  showing too much pain, what is Syaoran going to do? Will he be able to break that crystal barrier? perhaps it is a time barrier, I presume? we still don't know but the desire of knowing everything that has to relate with that tube is the reason we are always waiting for the begging scene calling it the famous tube scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 183, we're waiting for you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1310585092772015027?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1310585092772015027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1310585092772015027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1310585092772015027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1310585092772015027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/trc-tube-scene.html' title='TRC: tube scene'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a327/moonlunita3/TRC/th_pictrc.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-5247501848378449675</id><published>2008-02-12T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:02:31.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consejos...</title><content type='html'>Originalmente escrito en el primer blog llamado Møon's Lounge 07/07/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consejos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://moonasab.blogspirit.com/images/medium_advice.3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Toma para ti los consejos que das a otro." frase por Tales de Mileto... me llamó mucho la atención esta oración porque soy de las que da miles de consejos, dice muchas cosas para sentir mejor a sus amigos o a los que se acerquen a mí pero yo nunca hago lo que aconsejo. Hace tiempo con una amiga comentábamos de ello, lo mismo le pasaba a ella, tanto que decimos pero nunca lo tomamos para nosotros aún necesitándolo, podría llamárse una de las tantas ironías de la vida. Cuando se acerca alguien a mí, me cuenta sus cosas, sus sentires, yo trato por todos los medios hacerle ver que las situaciones pueden ser mejores, subirle el ánimo y mucho más pero... cuando estoy yo en las mismas es diferente; tal vez porque no haya nadie quien me diga lo mismo y me haga sentir bien aunque sí los hay pero no estoy en ánimos de creer en ello y entonces?? tengo que recordar mis propios consejos y aplicármelos a mí misma para hacerme sentir bien como lo hago con mis amigos y/o conocidos podría ser una opción pero en verdad no es lo mismo... cuando uno está en esa situación de ánimos decaídos e ilusiones apagadas, parece que no podemos ser capaces de levantarnos ese optimismo nosotros solos y pasar por alto esos "pequeños ataques" que depronto nos dan. Puede que haya personas que sí sean capaces y salen adelante sin necesidad de recurrir a alguien para apoyarse por un momento en su hombro y escuchar palabras de consuelo y también pensar que los que hacen esos son unos incapaces de ser autosuficientes que siempre tienen que recurrir a otros... y estos que buscan a sus amigos piensan que el otro es un sin amigos y por ellos tiende a ser autosuficiente. Yo lo que creo es que se siente bien saber que puedes contar con alguien y recurrir a él para reconfortarte cuando lo necesitas porque los consejos siempre tienen que venir de alguna persona y que puede servirte dependiendo si lo tomas o no... y si a veces puedes llegar reconfortarte tú mismo, bien, eres de los que no dejan deprimirse constantemente pero el mundo se comparte con gente, amigos, familia, conocidos y no es malo poder recurrir a ellos y "sacar" tus angustias en busca de consejos. Entonces, el tomar los consejos que damos vendría siendo dependiendo de qué tipo de consejos y para qué situaciones, circunstancias y allí comprobar esta frase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saluditus ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-5247501848378449675?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/5247501848378449675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=5247501848378449675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5247501848378449675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5247501848378449675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/consejos.html' title='Consejos...'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-3033475999902546290</id><published>2008-02-11T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:58:53.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cómo fue...?</title><content type='html'>Originalmente escrito en el primer blog llamado Møon's Lounge 17/06/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cómo fue...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://moonasab.blogspirit.com/images/medium_interr.3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Holas a todos que llegan a leer esto ^_^ buenas noches espero que anden bien... yo, pues con un extraño sentir en mi pecho, no es dolor, no es angustia, no es alegría, no es emoción, no sé lo que es pero es confuso y a la vez lo sé; los amigos son tan importantes y más los que son mejores, a los que consideras casi como hermanos pero, ¿puede una acción cambiar el sentimiento? es duro de responder pero sí, son importantes las acciones y el comportamiento de las personas porque por medio de ello te das cuenta cómo son, es la manifestación de cada ser para la cosmovisión de los otros (sin decir sociedad ya que esa palabra, bueno... hay de sociedad a suciedad ^_^). De momento llega a decepcionar el acto de cierto humano y todo se vuelve sin sentido y molesto compartiendo pláticas, ¿dónde quedó la persona que yo creía? y comienzan las ganas de dar pasos lejos y no tener más contacto y hacerle ver que ya no es lo mismo desde que con un hecho abrí los ojos si es que así puedo decirlo y cambió mi cosmovisión ante aquella persona que en un momento pudiera haberme puesto entre la espada y la pared pero en esta ocasión no daba para ello y con mis razones y mi concepto de injustificación, mi espada cambió de dirección sin poder hacer mucho por ella. Pero hoy sentí que, aunque sin rozar con mi espada, hice daño sin querer hacerlo, pensando sólo que lo único que quería es que se viera al espejo y observara sus hechos... pero aún así no me duele, sólo siento un algo inexplicable que me hace pensar, recordar, preguntarme si se perdió, qué fue eso, por qué fue y el coraje de recordarlo pero me duele por lo que hubo, por tan bonito, alegre y divertido que era antes y pasa por mi cabeza pensar el hecho de que pudo haber sido diferente y desear que hubiera sido distinto pero no lo fue y la consecuencia fue así. Yo no busqué hacerle dolor y no sé si aquella persona tampoco buscaba el dolor para la dirección de mi espada pero yo no encuentro justificación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo me resta decir que quisiera que se mirara en el espejo, pensara, reflixionara y pudiera ver más claro para fijarse en sus hechos, las causas, consecuencias y encontrar comprensión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saluditos ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-3033475999902546290?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/3033475999902546290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=3033475999902546290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/3033475999902546290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/3033475999902546290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/cmo-fue.html' title='Cómo fue...?'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1729993064862978588</id><published>2008-02-11T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:55:37.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>¡¡Véanme, léanme... Mírenme!! xD</title><content type='html'>Originalmente escrito en el primer blog llamado Møon's Lounge 29/06/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¡¡Véanme, léanme... Mírenme!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://moonasab.blogspirit.com/images/medium_excl.2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Buenas noches ^_^ bueno ni tan buenas hehe con alergia y un dolorsín pero bueno... hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puede que se pregunten el por qué del título de este post y es que agregando links a "mi sapce" ese de msn, recordé a muchas personas que conozco o he visto, que son exhibicionistas... y no me refiero a los sexuales eh? o_Ô si no aquellas personas comunes o poco comunes pero igual personas, que tratan de llamar la atención haciendo o diciendo cosas y bueno... por lo que me ha tocado ver, en mi opinión hay tipo de exhibicionistas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.- El que es nato XD es decir, que con cualquier pequeñez que haya hecho ya lo considera un logro o algo al que hacerle caravana y lo anda divulgando a todo quien conozca y hasta al que no... no es ser pesimista ni bajarle el autoestima al exhibicionista jaja pero mandar fotos por e-mail de mi nuevo tatuaje a TODOS mis contactos y decir VEAN, no jodan... o jactarse de que sé muchos idiomas y hablarlo hasta para llamar al perro porque ooh uno nuuunca sabe quién puede oírme y decir "mira esta sabe idiomas" o "!qué culta!" o simplemte "ooooooh!" este tipo es para sacarse los halagos uno solito y subirse el ego a fuerza XD qué necedad jiji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.- El que lo necesita pero queda mal XD es el que por todos los medios busca cómo ser el popular o el que deje algo que decir así saben de mi existencia... EXISTO SABÍAN!!! SOY SUPER COOL!! neto? jajaja y todo lo que hicieron para demostrar lo súper cool y extravagantes que eran, salió al revés... llénate de mil cosas, di un pergamino, sé lo que no eres porque quieres ser popular y que todos tengan algo que decir SIEMPRE de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.- Este puede ser parecido al primero pero más fastidioso... es el ególatra... uuys hasta escalofríos me da XD les gusta hacer notar que tienen su ego hasta lo más high de su pendejez poniendo sus propias fotos con títulos como "SOY HERMOSA", "MÁS CHULA NO PODRÍA SER" o responder a halagos así "ya lo sabía ;)" de verdad que cuando he visto respuestas así aparte de risa, me dan ganas de estar en lugar del que se lo dijo y responderle "aah te la creíste! era broma ^_^" y tragarse su ego jajaja o hay otros que afirman que son lo mejor que puede tener este mundo O_o el que cree que puede hacer y decir lo que quiera sólo porque es él o ella, soy de lo mejorsito que mi alrededor porque lo demás es yo no sé y uuy que ni me comparen... su ego está revuelto con la mierda que tienen de cabeza XD y si son otra cosa, no son más que pendejos que dan lástima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampoco digo que nunca hay que mostrar nuestras cualidades, logros o alguna que otra cosilla pero hay maneras y existe la modestia que a pocos les falta. Las mejores aclamaciones, caravanas, halagos o inclusive adulaciones, son las que llegan por mérito propio sin andar buscándolos, ser como uno es... el que más habla poco dice y el que menos habla mucho dice ^_~ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludiuxis ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1729993064862978588?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1729993064862978588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1729993064862978588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1729993064862978588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1729993064862978588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/vanme-lanme-mrenme-xd.html' title='¡¡Véanme, léanme... Mírenme!! xD'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-8821458347956723985</id><published>2008-02-11T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:56:28.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Originalmente escrito en el primer blog llamado Møon's Lounge 30/05/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/231699/2/Girl_with_headphones.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Buenas madrugadas ^_^ 2:20 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé que sería de la vida si no existiera la música, es más no creo que yo existiera =P pero es tan importante... mientras hago unos forzados cambios a mi web site escucho música variada, lo que se me "antoja" oír en cada ratito y de pronto pongo una canción que me hace sonreír casi de oreja a oreja por el simple hecho de que me trae muy lindos recuerdos y me hace sonreír cada vez más y sentir en el pecho "algo" que me hace sentir felíz y a la vez muchas ganas de volver a aquello que me hizo recordar; hay tantas canciones que nos traen recuerdos y cada una diferentes sentimientos, a veces tendemos por maldecirlas porque nos hace recordar aquél momento que no queremos recordarlo que con tan sólo escucharla nos regresa y lo sentimos "como si hubiera sido ayer"... pero bueno, yo escribo porque esta canción que ya lleva repitiéndose unas diez veces o más, me sigue despertando la misma sensación cada vez que comienza, la felicidad que me da de haber vivido esos momentos que me hace recordarlos, las ansias de regresar a ese lugar y escuchar a todo volúmen la misma canción para que mi sonrisa de la vuelta a mi cabeza una y otra vez como para no haber sonreído en mi vida como ahora, me pone conteta y de buen humor, nada ni nadie podría quitármelo en estos momentos porque me siento bien, me gusta sentir la alegría y a la vez melancolía de los recuerdos que me causa esta canción... lo que hace la música, no? aaays *suspiro*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los dejo con un deseo que con todas mis ganas espero sea pronto: volver a ese lugar, poner la canción, bailarla y cantarla lo más felíz y loquis que pueda estar para sentir como mi corazón late más rápido de contento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saluditis ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-8821458347956723985?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/8821458347956723985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=8821458347956723985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8821458347956723985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/8821458347956723985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-5271034680123018078</id><published>2008-02-11T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:39:26.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Thanks</title><content type='html'>Originalmente escrito en el primer blog llamado Møon's Lounge 18/08/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Qué raro... yo escribiendo por la tarde o.O pero bueno, es que no pude dejar de escribir por algo que "me afectó" y al menos a mí, me da coraje y me hizo pensar en algo. Casi siempre soy bien intencionada y cuando hago o digo algo a alguien que no conozco mucho, es de corazón y más si esa persona, a primeras impresiones me cae bien pero ya que no dicen GRACIAS, me hacen decir "DE NADA eh?" y mandarlos a volar muy lejos jiji. Tampoco lo hago esperando que siempre me agradezcan cosas, pero al menos por la intención, qué tan difícil es decir GRACIAS y fijarse en la intención o la "molestia" que se toman pero ni eso, ni se fijan y lo pasan desapersibido... y honestamente como me ha pasado varias veces, ya no me dan ganas de ser "tan linda" con las personas pero a la vez mejor pienso que no por eso dejaré de ser así, sólo que deberían valerme y darme un tipo de lástima por como son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Por último sólo puedo decir que algún día sabrán lo que no es recibir las gracias por algo que pueda que sea importante o menos importante y todo por no darlas ellos en algún tiempo atrás ^_^ hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-5271034680123018078?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/5271034680123018078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=5271034680123018078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5271034680123018078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/5271034680123018078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-thanks.html' title='No Thanks'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1388439602604742834</id><published>2008-02-11T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:34:48.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tear</title><content type='html'>Originalmente escrito en el primer blog llamado Møon's Lounge 21/01/2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://moonasab.blogspirit.com/images/medium_sadmoon.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Buenas noches... hace tiempillo que no escribía, es que ha pasado cada cosa... pero bueno, aqui estamos de nuevo hehe.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Mis ánimos han decaído, ya no son como el post anterior, que pensé que ese "tango forte" sería un cambio... tal vez sí lo es pero no lo siento, pareciera que el curso de mi vida esta girando al contrario del que quiero y tengo tantas preguntas que no sé quién pueda resondérmelas. La mayoría de las veces no entiendo la vida, de quá se trata todo esto; yo no creo en el destino, que tal vez estamos destinados a algo, no me gusta creer en eso pero a veces me pregunto si seró verdad por lo irónica que llega a ser la vida pero según, lo más importante, son los momentos que vivamos pero a veces hay momentos que no queremos vivir y sin embargo los vivimos y es entonces que me vuelvo a preguntar de qué se trata todo esto? por qué vivir momentos no deseados, por qué a veces tenemos que vivir nuestras pesadillas y no nuestros sueños, por qué tenemos que sufrir mas de lo que ya hemos sufrido y preguntamos por nuestro "hasta aqui", no puede ser que no tenga limite y nos encadenemos a ello, aunque igual dicen que de las cosas malas surgen las buenas pero... cuándo?? el sufrimiento, el disgusto y la impaciencia nos hacen sentir que el tiempo se nos va de las manos y nos quedamos sin poder disfrutar lo que queremos y es entonces que de pronto nos pesa vivir porque no suceden las cosas como las deseamos y tal vez está en ello nuestro aprendizaje por el paso de esta vida pero a veces no es muy justo, no creo que sea nuestra culpa muchas cosas como para sufrirlas... tantas dudas, tantos porques, tantas lágrimas... cuando alguien de pronto comienza a vivir la vida cruel (pero cruel de verdad) cada lágrima es derramada por diferente motivo. Aquella cajita de cristal a la que nos acostumbraron vivir por tanto tiempo, de repente nos la rompen y súbitamente, todo cambia tan drásticamente que sentimos que se nos viene el mundo encima, quieren que nos acostumbremos a la fortaleza que nunca nos ayudaron a tener, de la noche a la mañana y desgraciadamente nadie entiende esto porque no pasan por nuestros zapatos, no estan dentro de nosotros para sentir la ráfaga de aire helado al salir de nuestra cálida burbuja a la que siempre nos mantuvieron... los sentimientos se hieren, el corazon se hace fuerte de mala gana, a fuerzas, a heridas y aun peor, a la soledad del alma.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que cuando la vida quiera mostrarme su sonrisa, no sienta que sea demasiado tarde, tengo que tener confianza y fe para poder lograrlo, que esté en la voluntad de Dios que sea así... brindo con mi malteada por aquellos que lleguen a sentirse como yo y porque tambien Dios los aguarde en su corazón.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1388439602604742834?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1388439602604742834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1388439602604742834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1388439602604742834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1388439602604742834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/tear.html' title='A Tear'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-1750573448575639296</id><published>2008-02-11T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:26:15.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juzgar o no Juzgar... ?</title><content type='html'>Originalmente escrito en el primer blog llamado Møon's Lounge 16/08/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juzgar o no Juzgar... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buenas noches ^_^&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hace unos días estaba pensando en lo que es juzgar a las personas y concluí que el hecho de hacer un comentario con aires de juicio siempre es porque no sabemos los verdaderos motivos a la razón que se está juzgando y por ello creo que comprendí la famosa frase "sólo Dios juzga". Totalmente cierta y verdadera, tiene mucho sentido ya que como dije, siempre se juzga sin saber motivos o razones pero Dios sí las sabe y aún sabiéndolas, no hay el por qué tomar esta actitud si así podría llamarse, ya que es cosa de la vida de la persona "juzgada" y no de uno... si hace malo, si hace bien, si piensa así, si piensa asá, si no fue, si no va, si fue, si es o no es y lo más sobresaliente &lt;b&gt;si dice o no dice&lt;/b&gt;; digo lo más sobresaliente porque es la pauta a un juicio de cierta cosa o persona, que si no la dicen, es producto de rumores, chismes y ah sí, juicios y volvemos a lo mismo, ¿la razón? por la carencia de motivos y todo por querer mantener reservado o en secreto algo. Pareciera que en la vida no se pudieran tener secretos porque juzgan, y juzgan sin saber y es que es un impulso humano en la mayoría de las personas, la intriga de los secretos o de aquellas cosas que deben quedar "desapersividas" y no es sólo un defecto de viejas chismosas o personas sin vida aunque en ciertas ocasiones sí lo son, pero creo que ese "gusanito" de saberlo todo es un instinto humano que está desarrollado más en unas que otras personas y de ahí que vuelven a salir los juicios. Tal vez con todo esto estoy insinuando que entonces dónde queda la opinión y la libertad de expresión pero ojo, hay que diferenciar y saber que son las opiniones y cómo manejar la libertad de expresión porque no sólo es hablar, hay muuuchos factores más que acompañan a la expresión y a mi parecer algunos de ellos son la sensibilidad y la moral... suena a clase de valores pero de verdad que sí, cuando damos nuestras supuestas opiniones y/o sugerencias, a veces nos salimos de lo que queremos decir y caemos en los juicios. Y sigo insistiendo, las opiniones no son lo mismo que los juicios aunque erróneamente se confundan. Y también sé que existen juicios "profesionales" los llamaría yo, que son los legales cuando condenan a un criminal... y nos damos cuenta que en muchas ocasiones tampoco son justos estos juicios, cuántos presos inocentes con falsas pruebas y entonces es el por qué me pregunto ¿juzgar o no juzgar? a estas personas de gobierno se les da el poder de juzgar pero el Juez en algunos países, no es precisamente el que toma la decisión directa si no otras personas comúnes que a su criterio son quienes se les da esa capacidad... capacidad... cómo sabrán si son capaces o no, pero bueno, creo que esto de juzgar es una de las tantas cosas de la vida que ha corrompido el ser humano porque todo cae a la contradicción, no creo que sea de humanos juzgar, lo que se nos dio fue la opinión sin decir a alguien si lo hace bien o mal de manera general. Aunque... siempre hay ocasiones que no hay por dónde no decir lo que verdaderamente es porque la situación o la persona ya da a entender y manifiesta hasta por donde no lo que es, pero eso ya no es juzgar... ? hehe qué cosas de la vida.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Esta es mi opinión, y la tuya puede ser contradictoriamente diferente o quién sabe, tal vez igual, pero no me juzgues que cada cabeza es un mundo ^_^.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-1750573448575639296?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/1750573448575639296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=1750573448575639296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1750573448575639296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/1750573448575639296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/juzgar-o-no-juzgar.html' title='Juzgar o no Juzgar... ?'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-7817058500361271435</id><published>2008-02-11T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:22:07.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vuela por tus Sueños</title><content type='html'>Originalmente escrito en el primer blog llamado Møon's Lounge 04/08/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vuela por tus Sueños&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holas, buenas noches (madrugadas) como siempre yo, escribiendo de noche hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pues estábamos hablando con mi amigo Shakthion, sobre lo que uno quiere para su futuro, sus ideales, sus ilusiones, sus sueños... pero desafortunadamente siempre hay personas que nos quieran bajar de nuestras ilusorias nubes y darnos el gran golpe de caída y desgraciadamente, casi la mayoría, sí logra esa injusta caída por esas personas frustradas y/o envidiosas, que puede que sea lo mismo pero que más da, no son importantes, aqui lo importante es no dejarse caer y mantener firmes nuestros sueños e ideales por muy imposible que pueda ser, por muy tonto que pueda parecer, por muy insignificante que piensen que es, nada de eso es verdad mientras se tu pasión, la razón por la que te hace vivir y moverte en la vida, por lo que inspiras... es TU sueño y no hay por qué dejarse llevar sin intentarlo. Muchos lo hacen por evitar esa frase de "Construír castillos en el aire" porque saben que se derrumban y duele mucho ver la ralidad después de tanto soñar e ilusionar... pero no conocen esta frase que va más o menos así "Si contruiste castillos en el aire, ahora ponles base" qué bien suena no? en la vida siempre has esperanzas y hay que sostenerlas siempre y esa podría ser la primera base del castillo que construiste y sigue, luego el optimismo y así se van creando tus bases de ese gran catillo de tu sueño.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"No rechaces tus sueños. Sin la ilusión el mundo que sería." frase de Ramón de Campoamor y a mi parecer es verdad... muchos piensan que es malo soñar y "volar alto" pero entonces? siempre te vas a quedar con la idea de que nunca se logra nada por temor a equivocarse, por temor a tantas cosas, tantas barreras que nos autoponemos por seguirle la corriente a los que no tienen la capazidad de soñar e ilusionar pero que ellos están cometiendo el peor de los errores, no intentarlo... con soñar, se está dando un gran paso, el valor comienzan de las ilusiones y esperanzas, de los sueños y por ello no debemos dejarnos llevar, ni dejarnos caer ni escuchar a quienes no debemos, que piensan que lograr realizar un proyecto de vida diferente al que el resto de la gente tiene comúnmente, está peor que en chino y se necesitan más que milagros para lograr pero oh ironía, existen los milagros y más que eso no puede ser mejor, todo puede suceder... gente que se nubla con anti-esperanzas. Con disposición y positivismo se puede lograr, puedes equivocarte, eres ser humano y te levantaste y aún más gran ser humano eres porque eres capáz de levantarte... no dejes tus sueños, vuela, vuela tan alto como quieras, contruye tu castillo, ponle sus bases y brilla tanto que cegarás a los que no creían en ti, a los que no creían en tus proyectos, a los que no saben soñar.&lt;/p&gt; "Lo que puedas hacer o soñar, ponte a hacerlo. La osadía está llena de genialidad, poder y magia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johann W. Goethe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-7817058500361271435?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/7817058500361271435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=7817058500361271435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7817058500361271435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/7817058500361271435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/vuela-por-tus-sueos.html' title='Vuela por tus Sueños'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-4324080504642281687</id><published>2008-02-11T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:05:10.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Noche, The Night, La Nuit...</title><content type='html'>Originalmente escrito en el primer blog llamado Møon's Lounge 11/07/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Noche, The Night, La Nuit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://moonasab.blogspirit.com/images/medium_starry_night_over_the_rhone.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;La parte del día que más me gusta sin duda... tan llena de encantos, magia y emociones indescriptibles durante las horas que dura, momentos de tranquilidad y cuando los sueños fluyen en una escala más fuerte dándonos esperanzas para el nuevo amanecer. Quisiera que nunca se terminara la noche y casi todos los días deseo lo mismo porque es la parte del día en que hago tantas cosas, en que mis ilusiones son más fuerte e incluso la parte del día en que mi estado de ánimo, generalmente, es entusiasta. Soy una noctámbula de corazón: mis ganas comienzan de noche, mi creatrividad resalta al anochecer, es en la noche que la Luna brilla, el silencio y la calma reinan... te permite escuchar tus pensamientos, llenarte de energía en un suspiro... todo está bien, noche arrulladora que sabe quitarme mis malos sentires con sus dulces sonidos silenciosos, me hace sentir segura. Para la mayor parte de las personas, sus vidas son por la mañana, por la tarde, pero la mía y de algunos otros más, comienza de noche; podría sonar extraño pero la noche te permite tantas cosas, transmite una sencación que sólo ella puede darte, es más que un relajamiento, es sentir tu espíritu libre y con tu imaginación volar hasta los lugares más inimaginables guíado por el fresco viento que sólo la noche tiene. El momento del día en que te da oscuridad para poder hacer lo que quieras, liberar tu mente, disfrutar de la luz verdadera, de la luz de la luna, de las estrellas, el observar como un ritual del derretir de una vela... la capacidad de descubrir el brillo de un corazón. Una oscuridad que no es mala, te esconde los miedos y temores, es mágica y te permite ver los verdaderos brillos y luminidades, el poder de observarlas. Sólo la noche es la parte del día en que puedes disfrutar de buenas y tantas cosas tanto materiales como espirituales, sólo en la noche esque te da tiempo de sonreír sin razón sólo por el hecho de disfrutar aunque sea un minuto, de su tranquilidad y armonía que transmite. Más no creo que sea capáz de describir, pues sólo se siente, en el alma, en el corazón, en el ensanchamiento del pecho al respirar... tienes que sentirlo, la noche se siente, no se explica y aunque sea una vez por semana, disfruta cinco minutos de ella y después me contarás ^_~ .     &lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saludos nocturnos ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2262363683232911113-4324080504642281687?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/4324080504642281687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=4324080504642281687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4324080504642281687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/4324080504642281687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/la-noche-night-la-nuit.html' title='La Noche, The Night, La Nuit...'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2262363683232911113.post-16139518778286737</id><published>2008-02-11T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T11:26:01.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Binevenidos, Welcome, Bien venu, Irashai-mase</title><content type='html'>Hooola! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... He pasado por muchos blogs e icluso por LiveJournal, dejandolos en el abandono total sin poner mas que unos cuantos posts. Este es el ultimo y unico que intentare, por mi bien, para que ahora si no dejar de escribir (aunque nadie me lea jaja) al menos mantener mas llenito y con vida mis propuestas de blog. Quise recuperar mi primer blog pero desafotunadamente (sin decir tontamente XD) olvide mi contraseña, cosa que nunca me pasa pero quien sabe, mande como miles de emails para recuperar contraseña pero no se si el defectuoso es mi email o el servicio del blog que nunca me llego el bendito mensaje jojo y entonces decidi abrir uno nuevo en el cual tambien agregare mis posts que tenia en el anterior y que tanto me gustan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces posteare en ingles pero primordialmente estare escribiendo en español, igual si me leen y comentan, mushas gracias! ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for passing by, you who don't speak spanish hehe... this is like a reborn of many blogs I've been trying but I promise it will be the last and only because I want to keep my writing though nobody reads me lol but keep it alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not always write my posts in english but make a try, enjoy it and leave your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You! ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Post in your language or the language you prefer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2262363683232911113-16139518778286737?l=magiccelune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/feeds/16139518778286737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2262363683232911113&amp;postID=16139518778286737&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/16139518778286737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2262363683232911113/posts/default/16139518778286737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magiccelune.blogspot.com/2008/02/binevenidos-welcome-bien-venu-irashai.html' title='Binevenidos, Welcome, Bien venu, Irashai-mase'/><author><name>Møon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04463171259934614357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDsvt6nM5y8/Ser_Z0EUuJI/AAAAAAAAADs/jNt6zSuZE-E/S220/moonbg_.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
