<?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-5662778</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:20:06.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow Seeker</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm not quite sure what to put on here yet. 

..........Rage More</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>231</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-110438384979641020</id><published>2004-12-30T01:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T00:17:34.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your dark side is centered around Fear. There istoo many feelings are burning inside your chestmaking your heart beats so hard, you feel fearcrawling under your skin, running with yourblood, possesing your soul. All you want is awarm shoulder to lean on, a quite voice tellsyou everything is going to be ok, so youfinally feel secure, safe and loved like youalways wanted to be. You will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/110438384979641020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/110438384979641020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110438384979641020' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-110438172685350235</id><published>2004-12-29T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T23:42:10.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ROMANTIC ONE. The really most most most importantfor you is that she/he is romantic. You love itto get love letters, red roses and be in aromantic atmosphere. He/She must make you thinkthat you are the most beautiful of all. Whenhe/she is romantic she/he has you got in hishands. When he/she tells you all that he/shefeels for you ,you are devoted to him/her. Atthis point you are easy to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/110438172685350235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/110438172685350235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110438172685350235' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-110438138982494685</id><published>2004-12-29T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T23:36:34.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are a dark girl. You have a really quiet andreally a i dont' care attitude. You like to bealone and that is what you enjoy. You don'tlike to be around others and you'd rather beaway from here. You have a get away from melook and others find you bitchy andself-rigious. You'd rather read than be at afair but that's ok because that's who you are.Who are you inside????? (LOTS OF RESULTS</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/110438138982494685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/110438138982494685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110438138982494685' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-110438092346500629</id><published>2004-12-29T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T23:29:04.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Azriel: One of the darker angels... you are theangel of death, and destruction... how do youlike that? Figures? yea... thought so...Which Angel Lays Within You?brought to you by</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/110438092346500629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/110438092346500629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110438092346500629' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-110018516522888610</id><published>2004-11-11T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T09:59:25.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi, I am supposed to be doing my final. Oh, well I'm almost done with it anyway. I have to work tonight and I need to see if I can get off of work early. Anywho, tomorrow is the renissance festive! If my mom doesn't go then I'm gonna take tamaki with me. I have to go.  Rage More.-Morowen the Gnome</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/110018516522888610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/110018516522888610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110018516522888610' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-109482030892194247</id><published>2004-09-10T07:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T07:45:08.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel so horrible. I got one of my friends in trouble last night. I didn't even mean to. I just want school to be over with, I think I need a hug.-Morowen the Gnome</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/109482030892194247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/109482030892194247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109482030892194247' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-109464739750583568</id><published>2004-09-08T07:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T07:43:17.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boredom is talking over. Trying to talk to a teacher that thinks you are insane isn't the best thing. I actually have ok classes this tri. I wish it was this evening but I have to go and look up some stuff.-Morowen the Gnome</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/109464739750583568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/109464739750583568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109464739750583568' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-109167327720814756</id><published>2004-08-04T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T21:34:37.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello I haven't posted in a while. Not a whole lot has gone on over the summer. I tried piercing my lip myself and didn't work. Friday is Tamaki's birthday so I am going to do something special. Anyway I need to go look for the name of a movie. Tootles.Rage More,       Morowen the Gnome</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/109167327720814756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/109167327720814756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109167327720814756' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108960181643047179</id><published>2004-07-11T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T22:10:16.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I am going to kill this computer. It won't let me see anyone's blog. I need to go, Tamaki I love you.-Ayato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108960181643047179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108960181643047179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108960181643047179' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108743993304401786</id><published>2004-06-16T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T21:38:53.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am sitting here with my lovely Tamaki. We went to church and the music sucked really bad (tamaki says "it sucked big rat balls") She is also tired and drinking pepsi. I can drive now. So I am generally over here most of the time. Everything is different this summer........I have to go now bye.-Ayato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108743993304401786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108743993304401786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108743993304401786' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108566183802423908</id><published>2004-05-27T07:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T07:43:58.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is offically the last day of school. It will be slim postings from now on because I don't have a computer at home. I finally have my car plated and insured. Tricia, i couldn't find Mr. Beiber so i gave it to Mr. Ellsworth to give to him. I must go because I need to ask a teacher something. Tamaki I love you.-Ayato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108566183802423908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108566183802423908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108566183802423908' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108479778638719307</id><published>2004-05-17T07:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T07:43:06.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello! I am staying after school today, so I can turn in my application. I really hope I get the job. Can it be wednsday yet? Tamaki I love you.-Ayato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108479778638719307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108479778638719307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108479778638719307' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108453900695493142</id><published>2004-05-14T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T07:50:06.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello. I now have a couple of my poems on poetry.com. Tricia you buthead, you told me you didn't have school, oh well. I'm gonna get you tomorrow. I don't want to go to first hour because Mrs.Taska has a stick up her ass. I hope we have an a.c. by tomorrow. Well the five minuet bell just rang and I have to go. I will see you all later. Tamaki I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108453900695493142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108453900695493142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108453900695493142' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108438311620293295</id><published>2004-05-12T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T12:31:56.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tamaki, I am so sorry that I have hurt you. I feel lifeless. I'll see you tonight.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108438311620293295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108438311620293295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108438311620293295' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108427978158150251</id><published>2004-05-11T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T07:49:41.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Zoological Mystery Are You?this, and other fine quizolas was made by the chicks @ SpookbotOk, now I have to go the bell rang. Enjoy! Tamaki I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108427978158150251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108427978158150251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108427978158150251' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108393415214044191</id><published>2004-05-07T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T07:52:25.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is ok. I got a couple more apps. yesterday and a couple more books. Shay is supposed to come over this weekend, actually today and spend the night. I am tired. I stayed up and watched the friends thing and E.R. (pouts next one is the last). I have to go to class. Tamaki I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108393415214044191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108393415214044191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108393415214044191' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108376847673230991</id><published>2004-05-05T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T09:51:08.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello, boredom is taking over. Mom didn't go to the grocery last night, so we have no food for breakfast and they arn't serving breakfast here. I need to go. Tamaki I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108376847673230991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108376847673230991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108376847673230991' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108315653262472031</id><published>2004-04-28T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T07:51:57.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Get to know the REAL you by crash_and_burnYour NameYou Are A:GothYour Favorite Band/SongLinkin Park - My DecemberYou Like To Read:Non-fiction novelsYou Firmly Believe In:AbstinenceEveryone Thinks You Are:A respectable personYou Were Conceived:On accidentYou Will Marry:A homeless man/womanCreated with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108315653262472031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108315653262472031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108315653262472031' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108307010928294502</id><published>2004-04-27T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T07:51:33.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As you can tell I am really bored. It needs to be wednsday now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108307010928294502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108307010928294502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108307010928294502' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108306997652202286</id><published>2004-04-27T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T07:49:20.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Inner Kitty by gifted_oneUsernameFur lengthShortColorsOrange Tabby, green eyesKitty accessoriesNoneFavorite thing to say"Purrrrrrr..."# of lives you have left6Created with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108306997652202286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108306997652202286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108306997652202286' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108300436443056180</id><published>2004-04-26T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T13:35:47.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You've definitely caught the bad-angel's eye. He'svery interested in you and he loves your fieryattitude.. hmm.. maybe something special is instore for you.. would an angel, demon, or pure evil fall for you? (now w/ pics!) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108300436443056180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108300436443056180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108300436443056180' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108298343368854579</id><published>2004-04-26T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T07:46:56.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This evening isn't coming fast enough. I am nervous as all hell. My hands are shaking. I need to go, maybe gym will release some energy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108298343368854579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108298343368854579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108298343368854579' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108255145085886010</id><published>2004-04-21T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T07:47:08.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm tired, I think mom is going to let me get one of those worm thingies. I need to go</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108255145085886010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108255145085886010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108255145085886010' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108246509295315993</id><published>2004-04-20T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T07:47:50.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was sick yesterday. Not fun when you have the stomach flu. I am trying to stay in school today and not lose my breakfast. (not meaning to gross you out) I need to go check everyone elses blog. Tamaki I love you. - Morowen Siree</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108246509295315993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108246509295315993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108246509295315993' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108214001546822443</id><published>2004-04-16T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T13:29:48.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108214001546822443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108214001546822443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108214001546822443' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108213931790108447</id><published>2004-04-16T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T13:18:11.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I should be doing my project right now but, I just want this school day to be over with and for this evening to never end. I kind a pulled a muscle yesterday so my sholder is slightly swolen but, yea. My egg hasn't hatched yet. This project we are doing is irritating. Its on a city and i think she might be trying to find stuff for us to do because with her being gone for 2 weeks not including </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108213931790108447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108213931790108447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108213931790108447' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-10821197703930231</id><published>2004-04-16T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T07:52:23.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I messed up my neck yesterday. It was fun though. I have to go the five min bell rang. Tamaki I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/10821197703930231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/10821197703930231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#10821197703930231' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108203313553254948</id><published>2004-04-15T07:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T07:48:27.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108203313553254948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108203313553254948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108203313553254948' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108186051218359617</id><published>2004-04-13T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T07:51:21.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so tired and I don't want to watch the presentation this morning. I want it to be tomorrow. Can I tell all of the stupid people in the halls who look at me wierd to shove it up there ass? Oh well, I got a couple pairs of pants and the stupid dryer shunk them. I have to go the five minuet bell is about to ring. Tamaki I love you and I can't wait for it to be tomorrow.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108186051218359617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108186051218359617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108186051218359617' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108117887009120536</id><published>2004-04-05T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T10:30:31.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello. I am in Pekin/Salem Indiana. We went fishing yesterday and my face got burnt. That is the only thing we have done so far, currently my dad and I are at the library and he is looking for a job and I am typing this. I might post some quizzes but this is it for now. Tamaki I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108117887009120536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108117887009120536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108117887009120536' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108090991023130084</id><published>2004-04-02T07:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T07:47:48.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to go bell rang, Tamaki I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108090991023130084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108090991023130084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108090991023130084' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108090984186179029</id><published>2004-04-02T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T07:46:40.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are a Siren. More adventurous than all with avoice like no other you sit on warm rocks andsing to the moon and sea. Yet sometimesshipwrecks find you and raving men want you.You are a bottle of talent and power. What theunknown is you seek to find, and a lover. Youhave the moon and stars as freinds. There are avery few of you, what a rare find. Will yourate my quiz, I think your voice in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108090984186179029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108090984186179029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108090984186179029' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108082341727138925</id><published>2004-04-01T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T07:46:14.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am sorry for acting like a butthead yesterday. I am PMSing so that doesn't help. Can I kill all the little fuckers who like to talk about you behind your back when you are right there. I have to go the librarian just busted me. Tamaki I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108082341727138925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108082341727138925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108082341727138925' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108073737364401470</id><published>2004-03-31T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T07:52:10.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tricia I am so sorry that I forgot to call you. I looked up at the clock and it was 7:03. I am really, really sorry. I can't wait till the end of the day. I need to go, Tamaki I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108073737364401470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108073737364401470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108073737364401470' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108065061530883767</id><published>2004-03-30T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T07:46:10.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Be An Anime Character by mangacatgirlCharacter NameEyesGoldHairShort Black Spikey HairFashion StylePajamasAttitudePervertedRoleComedy ReliefCreated with quill18's MemeGen 3.0!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108065061530883767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108065061530883767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108065061530883767' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108065052071690874</id><published>2004-03-30T07:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T07:44:36.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I lost my ink cartrage. *pouts* now I have no fountain pen for today. It feels like wendsday. I'm tired again. I think I'm gonna go because I keep rambling. Tamaki I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108065052071690874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108065052071690874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108065052071690874' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108030518689268340</id><published>2004-03-26T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T07:48:58.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so fucking tired. I wanna go to bed. *pouts* We went to UP mall yesterday and the 1 fucking thing they didn't have is the one thing I was looking for, a fountian pen with a finer tip. They did have ferrits there though!! I was happy they trying to use me as a chew toy and crawl down my hoody though. I want to get one. Ok, enough pouting I must go. Tamaki I love you.- Ayato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108030518689268340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108030518689268340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108030518689268340' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108021875843357975</id><published>2004-03-25T07:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T07:48:28.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello! My happy bubble is back up to above half. NO POKING THE HAPPY BUBBLE!!! Tricia, I'm sorry for acting like an ass last night. I didn't mean to. I can't wait till next wendsday and next friday. I have to go for now. I love you Tricia.- Ayato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108021875843357975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108021875843357975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108021875843357975' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108013256716884801</id><published>2004-03-24T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T07:51:56.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sea ?? Which Angel Or Demon Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108013256716884801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108013256716884801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108013256716884801' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-108013240443468864</id><published>2004-03-24T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T07:49:13.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is not my week. Every time I get into a good mood someone has to bust my chops and bring me back down. I want to go back to bed. *pouts* I hope we run the mile, I need to work off some energy or I'll end up hitting something. CAN EVERYONE JUST GO AWAY NOW????? Besides a few people. I'm going to stop bitching and I don't know.....I'm so tired. This evening can't come fast enough. Tricia I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108013240443468864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/108013240443468864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108013240443468864' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-10796212890250820</id><published>2004-03-18T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T09:50:32.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  I would tell you if something is wrong and nothing is. I asked my mom if I could spend the night and she is thinking about it. I would have to promise to sleep on the couch though. I love two hour delays. I got an extra hour of sleep! I can't wait till tomorrow, I want to see you. I don't want to go to taska's class. My nuckle is still bruised. I will talk to you later. I love you Tricia.- </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/10796212890250820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/10796212890250820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#10796212890250820' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107900938921954115</id><published>2004-03-11T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T07:52:05.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello, its to fucking early to be up in the morning. I want to sleep in. Tricia i'm sorry for kinda acting like a shithead last night and I won't forget to give the cards to pixie. Also I gave Tai your note and pratically had to read it to him. I think I am the only one who can read your writing for the most part. I still think its too early to be up in the morning. I want to see you. Honestly I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107900938921954115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107900938921954115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107900938921954115' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107840460407699568</id><published>2004-03-04T07:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T07:52:14.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm going to kill my little brother. If I get spit on one more time he is going to fucking sing like Chris Issac. I smacked him across the face today, I felt better after that. It doesn't help that I'm PMSing this morning also. There is still a long line at the bookstore so I can't get my shirt for gym yet. Tricia, I hope you are in a little bit better of a mood since you talked to my mom last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107840460407699568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107840460407699568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107840460407699568' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107831822144718142</id><published>2004-03-03T07:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T07:52:30.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My mom is extremely pissed but isn't going to stop me from seeing you. I need to go before I'm late to class. I love you Tricia.- Ayato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107831822144718142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107831822144718142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107831822144718142' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107789962855278570</id><published>2004-02-27T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T11:35:52.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so fucking bored. I think I might fall over passed out from over-boredom. *twiddles thums* I think I'm gonna read now. Tricia I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789962855278570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789962855278570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107789962855278570' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107789910484999966</id><published>2004-02-27T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T11:27:08.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*laughs* I think this one is appropriate.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789910484999966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789910484999966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107789910484999966' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107789907320985193</id><published>2004-02-27T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T11:26:37.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>             ***Wiccan Wonderer***   You are the wiccan wonderer. The most wisest ofthe freak goddesses. You walk about the worldin a strange trance, searching for the unknownand abnormal. Both of which you are. Many fearyou for they believe that you are pure evil andbring the spawns of hell with you. Maybe youdo....***What freak goddess are you?*** brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789907320985193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789907320985193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107789907320985193' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107789859508289727</id><published>2004-02-27T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T11:18:39.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stars: You know that things aren't always meant tohappen so you leave them go. You are a dreamer,but a realistic one. You are a smart one youare. You have high expectations but you knowyou have to improve yourself in important waysto meet those expectaions. ()()()() WHICH t.A.T.u. (tatu) Song Are You? (awsome pictures) ()()()() brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789859508289727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789859508289727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107789859508289727' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107789734725088349</id><published>2004-02-27T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T10:57:51.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are night, you are dark and mysterious, youhave more than likly been through some kind oftruma, depression. you have a creative mind,and more than likly find peace enjoyment indrawing, painting, writing. You are closed andhidden away from people, and hide you emotionsbehind a wall which you use on people. Try tobecome more open, spread your creativity, youhave no idea of how many people there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789734725088349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789734725088349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107789734725088349' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-10778971288070371</id><published>2004-02-27T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T10:54:13.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Apathy, well I can say your lucky, in some ways.You see Apathy is no emotion, basically youdon't care. But that does not make you a badperson. Some of my friends are apathetic and Ilove them, but it wouldn't hurt to care alittle more. Trust me life hurts, most peoplewho are apathetic do it cause they were hurt.But don't worry, life is pain, its alsopleasure. Good luck. (please vote) What Emotion</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/10778971288070371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/10778971288070371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#10778971288070371' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107789671732981794</id><published>2004-02-27T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T10:47:21.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have a surprise kiss! Your partner is alwayspleasantly pleased to have you jump outta nowhere to dote them with a fun peck on the cheekor more passionate embrace. super markets andwork places are your favorite places to attackyour loved one with all your love =p What kind of kiss are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789671732981794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107789671732981794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107789671732981794' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107781333204157770</id><published>2004-02-26T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T11:37:34.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Changing colors is slightly annoying. Tricia I told Sierra to call you tonight. I have to go the bell rang. Mein Herz Gehort Dir.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107781333204157770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107781333204157770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107781333204157770' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107780001160286813</id><published>2004-02-26T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T07:55:34.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so sorry, Tricia. I wish it wouldn't have made you cry last night. I will tell Sierra to call you this evening. Your rose is up on my board by my bed. I can't wait till the next time I see you. I get to go to the library tonight, the main branch. I love you more than you know Tricia- Ayato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107780001160286813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107780001160286813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107780001160286813' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107772185724134817</id><published>2004-02-25T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T10:12:59.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sierra is here today. Tricia I am writing you a note. I need to go for now, the tiny dragon is taking over. *waddles on someone's head* I have to go. I'll talk to everyone later.- Ayato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107772185724134817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107772185724134817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107772185724134817' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107763831556788025</id><published>2004-02-24T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T11:00:36.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got bored. I think they are funny. I'm a tiny silver dragon! Tamaki I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763831556788025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763831556788025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107763831556788025' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107763801105304316</id><published>2004-02-24T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T10:55:31.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If You Were a Dragon... by ciambawildcatHuman Name:Dragon Name and Title:Waere the Cave-dwellerDragon Size and Color:Tiny SilverDragon Deity and Allignment:Chronepsis- NeutralDragon Age:234Dragon Hoard:$975,521,192Created with quill18's MemeGen 2.0!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763801105304316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763801105304316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107763801105304316' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107763763616247376</id><published>2004-02-24T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T10:52:54.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Be An Anime Character by mangacatgirlCharacter NameEyesBlackHairShort Red Spikey HairFashion StyleBlack... Always BlackAttitudeBishoujo/BishounenRoleMech PilotCreated with quill18's MemeGen 2.0!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763763616247376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763763616247376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107763763616247376' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107763742579947236</id><published>2004-02-24T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T10:45:46.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The World Is MINE! by DemonacName:You will conquer:the Entire World, including Atlantis.Your title will be:Emperor/EmperessYou will succeed by:Brute military force (Flying Monkeys).Your Enforcers will be:Aliens (from Aliens).Your first act as ruler:Ban any movie with Dog/Ape/Boobs/Party/Dumb/Dude/Cat/Punk/Ernest/Twin/Titanic or Adventure in the name.(What happened after) Try "The World Was Yours!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763742579947236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763742579947236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107763742579947236' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107763712733533359</id><published>2004-02-24T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T10:40:48.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Become a God or Goddess. by zerogirlName:God/Goddess ofPainElement:WaterAnimal Companion:CoyoteWeak againstFireWeapon:Deasert EagleCreated with quill18's MemeGen 2.0!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763712733533359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763712733533359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107763712733533359' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107763679088934137</id><published>2004-02-24T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T10:35:11.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~Melpomene~Your muse is Melpomene, the Songstress, the muse ofTragedy.  Her symbol is the tragic mask.  Therecould be several reasons she is your muse.  Youcould be simply fascinated by the dark and theplethora of emotions that accompany any goodtragedy.  You could also be depressed yourself,in which case you might try working on makingThalia your muse... Which of the Nine Muses is your muse? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763679088934137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107763679088934137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107763679088934137' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107728123457519623</id><published>2004-02-20T07:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T07:49:11.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am staying after school again. Then going to the mall. Maybe I'll find the game DDR. this evening. I love you Tricia, I must go for now. I'll write more in 3rd hour. Talk to you soon.- Ayato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107728123457519623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107728123457519623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107728123457519623' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107722148633406219</id><published>2004-02-19T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T15:13:22.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tricia I am staying after school to type a few reports. I will try and call you around 4:00pm. I realized that in the movie Lost and Delerious, the Shakesphere quote that Polly says when she is on the table is from the play "Twelfth Night". I'm sorry if I seemed like an ass last night I was just tired and grouchy. I'll talk to you later my love.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107722148633406219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107722148633406219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107722148633406219' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107719467018380216</id><published>2004-02-19T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T07:46:25.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So on and so fourth. Not much is new. My cat ripped me another scar last night. I must go for now. Tricia, I love you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107719467018380216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107719467018380216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107719467018380216' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107711722789837456</id><published>2004-02-18T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T10:15:43.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Someone should feel loved. I am wearing a skirt. I feel as though I'm going to trip in these shoes. I need to go work on my project. Tricia, I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107711722789837456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107711722789837456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107711722789837456' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107702231752956569</id><published>2004-02-17T07:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T07:53:51.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tricia, Tony is taking me to the museum after school and I am going to go to the library after that. I will try to call you when I get home. Sorry I was so out of it yesterday. I was just tired. I need to go so I'm not late for 1st hour. I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107702231752956569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107702231752956569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107702231752956569' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107659972987207406</id><published>2004-02-12T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T10:30:41.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We have a representive in my third hour. Tricia I believe that Eliza will be able to bring me over. I must go love. I'll see you later.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107659972987207406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107659972987207406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107659972987207406' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107659036134745867</id><published>2004-02-12T07:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T07:54:29.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got two thing from colleges yesterday. The one I kinda like is in another state though. I am so completely tired right now. I had a dream last night and I thought it was real. I have to go for now. Tricia I love you more than you know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107659036134745867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107659036134745867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107659036134745867' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107651749192112552</id><published>2004-02-11T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T11:39:59.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tricia, I love you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651749192112552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651749192112552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107651749192112552' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107651721455119187</id><published>2004-02-11T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T11:35:22.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goddess of the Night. Beautiful yet a strangedarkness and sadness lurk about you. What element would you rein over? (For Girls) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651721455119187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651721455119187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107651721455119187' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107651706592861329</id><published>2004-02-11T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T11:32:53.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ghost or spirit: You are a lost soul. Very calm andsweet, you are often the one who asks: What if?With a clever mind, you want to explore theworld on a different level. Without theanswers, you aren't ready to move on. You aremost likely very creative and find yourselfthinking things through on a different level.(please rate my quiz) **Where will you go when you die?**(now with pics) brought to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651706592861329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651706592861329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107651706592861329' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107651697409915019</id><published>2004-02-11T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T11:31:21.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Water. Whatever you do, where or when, you do itwith all of your heart. You listen to yourheart and all of your emotions are true non-acting. Friends are very importent to you andyou will do anything for them. You're the mostdreamy of all 4 elements. What is your element? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651697409915019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651697409915019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107651697409915019' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107651686027474031</id><published>2004-02-11T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T11:29:28.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tree Fairy thats what you arePlease rate my quiz even if it is a 1 thanks Which Fairy are you?(for anyone many out comes) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651686027474031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651686027474031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107651686027474031' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107651674349944888</id><published>2004-02-11T11:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T11:27:31.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are...Whatever. yeah, whatever you like,whatever is going on u don't care...nya, I havebetter things to think of. F*ck off. _ Yet another personality test ^-^ (nice anime pics!) NEW outcome!! brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651674349944888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651674349944888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107651674349944888' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107651671347664422</id><published>2004-02-11T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T11:27:01.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are...DARK. Yes you know, gothic-punk kindastyle. Go you! =P ( I hope at least you're nota wannabe) Yet another personality test ^-^ (nice anime pics!) NEW outcome!! brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651671347664422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107651671347664422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107651671347664422' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107650393217715516</id><published>2004-02-11T07:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T07:54:00.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No one updates anymore. Oh well, I can't wait till today (at least the school part of it) is over. I have my last drive time set up. Its on monday *grin* I will be done at last. I'm tired. Oh Tricia I won't forget the toothbrush or the application. It is only a four day week and I get to sleep it for once!! I did not want to get up this morning. My sheets were all wrapped up around me so I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107650393217715516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107650393217715516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107650393217715516' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107641737947910684</id><published>2004-02-10T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T07:51:25.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm bored. I didn't have enough sleep last night I kept waking up. I had a really wierdass dream last night also so that didn't help. I got bitched out yesterday too. Why can't it be tomorrow yet? I should go the five minute bell just rang. Tricia I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107641737947910684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107641737947910684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107641737947910684' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107634082099385512</id><published>2004-02-09T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T10:35:26.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is going to be short for now I have to do some finishing touches on a project. I have to go. Tricia, I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107634082099385512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107634082099385512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107634082099385512' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107608253427115288</id><published>2004-02-06T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T10:50:36.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My preposal is due today. Yesterday went a lot better than I thought it would. I get to got to the mall today, then I have my drive time from 5-6. I am extremely bored for the most part. My preposal is finished and I don't have much else to do for now. *twiddles thums* I can't wait till next week. I get to see tricia again next wednsday and next weekend hopefully. There isn't a whole lot else. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107608253427115288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107608253427115288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107608253427115288' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107599484703757161</id><published>2004-02-05T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T10:29:08.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm extremely bored at the moment. I need to work on my project but I need pictures before I can go any further. I hope this evening goes well. I finished setting up my other blog yesterday. Tricia I pounded out your ring. Its not completely circular but its as good as I can get it. We have a stupid fucking assembly today. The only thing those are good for, besides the prizes, is a massive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107599484703757161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107599484703757161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107599484703757161' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107591604764796418</id><published>2004-02-04T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T12:35:48.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are dispairing darkness. Poor thing, yours isthe world of misery and self-loathing. Theworld is cruel, and you feel the icy stab oflife's sharp blade. You are most likely silentand reclusive, because the people in the worldare the reason you hurt, so you avoidthem...but nothing seems to work... What Darkness is Within You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107591604764796418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107591604764796418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107591604764796418' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107591594052149546</id><published>2004-02-04T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T12:34:01.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cunning. Through use of many of life's faculties,you've managed to suceed greatly. It may notseem so to many, but isn't the the point mosttimes? It's only a matter of knowing more thenthe others, right? I'm scared of people likeyou, but in the same time, admire the abilityto see more then just the big picture; you seeyourself in it every time. You survived the endby knowing who to knock down so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107591594052149546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107591594052149546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107591594052149546' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107591553710610043</id><published>2004-02-04T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T12:27:18.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have forgiveness. You are not the dark heartless person you see yourself as. I am sorry that your world is falling apart. If you need to share the burden I will be here. I will talk to you this evening my love. Mein herz gehort dir. -Ayato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107591553710610043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107591553710610043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107591553710610043' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107590639483706558</id><published>2004-02-04T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T09:54:56.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love, I am so sorry I made you feel guilty because that is not what I intended to do. I WILL NOT let a stupid fucking church take you away from me. If they don't like it that is there problem. It is ok that you arn't always here. I can't say that I like it but if waiting is what I must do then I will. I can't lose you again, I won't lose you again. I will be here for you always, maybe not always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107590639483706558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107590639483706558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107590639483706558' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107582581544458961</id><published>2004-02-03T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T11:31:55.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I might go down to the nurse later. I feel sick. Tamaki I love you, more than you know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107582581544458961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107582581544458961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107582581544458961' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107582505877396736</id><published>2004-02-03T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T11:19:18.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I'm ok now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107582505877396736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107582505877396736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107582505877396736' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107582453658853480</id><published>2004-02-03T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T11:10:38.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I'm going into a mini slightly depressive state. Being sick doesn't help but I just want to be held. Can I just go home and go to bed and sleep away the years? I'm starting to feel the way I did this summer and I can't figure out why. *goes to corner with box of tissues* I'll be fine soon I hope.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107582453658853480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107582453658853480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107582453658853480' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107581279998699367</id><published>2004-02-03T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T07:54:59.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>absolutely-impure *how impure are your thoughts?* brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107581279998699367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107581279998699367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107581279998699367' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107581268508991235</id><published>2004-02-03T07:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T07:53:04.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No you may not have any steel. Its really not that funny, you scare me when you talk like that. Anyway I will repost that quiz like you asked me to and I can't wait till tomorrow. Also I am staying after school so I will be calling you a bit later. Tamaki I love you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107581268508991235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107581268508991235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107581268508991235' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107573813464794444</id><published>2004-02-02T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T11:10:33.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your soulmate is the current love of yourlife!Congrats, i wish every-one had it thateasy(clears thraot)not talking about myselfof-course Who's Your Soulmate?(with pics.) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107573813464794444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107573813464794444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107573813464794444' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107573800650856387</id><published>2004-02-02T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T11:08:25.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Trabquil AngelPlease rate this quiz I worked really hard on thepics and everything thanks and I hope that youhave had fun NEW!! Which Angel are you?(pics for anyone/14 outcomes!!) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107573800650856387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107573800650856387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107573800650856387' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107573766098743206</id><published>2004-02-02T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T11:02:40.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are guided by darkness. Chances are you aredepressed, or you just always see things in anegative point of view. You sit back and takeeverything in. You are the gentle giant. Butone day you will snap. (Rate my test) What force is your soul? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107573766098743206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107573766098743206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107573766098743206' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107573746208046755</id><published>2004-02-02T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T10:59:20.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Cloak is Blue.  There is still hope insideyou. What Color is your Vampire Cloak? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107573746208046755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107573746208046755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107573746208046755' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107539143474984510</id><published>2004-01-29T10:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T10:52:09.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tamaki, I love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107539143474984510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107539143474984510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107539143474984510' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107539140944515072</id><published>2004-01-29T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T10:51:43.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I like my quizzes. I must go work on my proposal now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107539140944515072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107539140944515072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107539140944515072' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107539076255390626</id><published>2004-01-29T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T10:40:59.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Morpheus ?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107539076255390626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107539076255390626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107539076255390626' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107539050857013794</id><published>2004-01-29T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T10:36:43.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>not-so-pure *how impure are your thoughts?* brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107539050857013794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107539050857013794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107539050857013794' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107539039655286828</id><published>2004-01-29T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T10:34:51.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are a fencer.You fight honerably, you try not to kill youroponents, but only disarm them, to force themto surrender. Once in a duel, you will go allout, and kill your oponent. You use a rapier. What type of Swordsman are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107539039655286828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107539039655286828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107539039655286828' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107538986946680106</id><published>2004-01-29T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T10:26:04.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> What's Your Outlook on Life? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107538986946680106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107538986946680106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107538986946680106' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107538943910351446</id><published>2004-01-29T10:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T10:18:54.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>orange eyes. wHaT iS yOUr tRuE aNiMe eYe cOlOr? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107538943910351446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107538943910351446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107538943910351446' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5662778.post-107538943428322695</id><published>2004-01-29T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T10:18:49.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QUIZZIES! I'm hyper. *bounces around absentmindedly in head* wweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. *runs into tree* *thinks to self how did that get there and rubs head*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107538943428322695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5662778/posts/default/107538943428322695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowseeker.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107538943428322695' title=''/><author><name>Ayato or Morowen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08801196751544642882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
