<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<!-- If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/ -->
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:lj="http://www.livejournal.com">
  <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:amzng_ldr</id>
  <title>KangIn's Thoughts</title>
  <subtitle>Craziness All Over</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>amzng_ldr</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://amzng-ldr.livejournal.com/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://amzng-ldr.livejournal.com/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2009-06-02T04:17:21Z</updated>
  <lj:journal userid="13735329" username="amzng_ldr" type="personal"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://amzng-ldr.livejournal.com/data/atom" title="KangIn's Thoughts"/>
  <link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:amzng_ldr:24866</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://amzng-ldr.livejournal.com/24866.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://amzng-ldr.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=24866"/>
    <title>amzng_ldr @ 2009-06-01T22:16:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-02T04:17:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-02T04:17:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm moving to Houston in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:amzng_ldr:13181</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://amzng-ldr.livejournal.com/13181.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://amzng-ldr.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=13181"/>
    <title>amzng_ldr @ 2008-06-03T00:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-03T06:22:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-03T06:22:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/Kouseki/WaffleHead.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digging through old Photobucket accounts can make you grin randomly. xD</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:amzng_ldr:12538</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://amzng-ldr.livejournal.com/12538.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://amzng-ldr.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=12538"/>
    <title>amzng_ldr @ 2008-05-27T14:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-27T20:59:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-27T20:59:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sarangahlee - FT Island</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://hiphotos.baidu.com/candi_tvxqf/pic/item/73a5a4fa75f0be9958ee9042.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years on June 6, 2008. &lt;br /&gt;That's a long time to date someone. &lt;br /&gt;Especially when you're seventeen. &lt;br /&gt;She'll arrive on that day for a week.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:amzng_ldr:5767</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://amzng-ldr.livejournal.com/5767.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://amzng-ldr.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=5767"/>
    <title>amzng_ldr @ 2007-09-24T17:55:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-25T00:02:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-25T00:08:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dancing Out - Super Junior</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author:&lt;/strong&gt; amzng_ldr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&lt;/strong&gt; KangTeuk, YeHan, SiChul, EunHae, KyuMin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genre:&lt;/strong&gt; Humor/Drabble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; KangIn reflects on his family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comments:&lt;/strong&gt; Random drabble. Not meant to be deep and meaningful, just something for fun that came out of boredum. Inspired by: &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/Kouseki/sujufamilyus3hi2.png"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/Kouseki/sujufamilyus3hi2.png&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Which means it's obviously crack. o__o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Family"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are thirteen of us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I smile as I think of that, moving through the rather large apartment that will hold our little family for the next month. Usually they split us in half, but I prefure it this way..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SM purposely splits up couples, the only one they leave alone are SungMin and KyuHyun. My gaze shifts to the right to see them hidden in a tent they've made in the living room out of blankets and pillows. KyuHyun would always give into SungMin's childish tendencies and the two would stay wrapped in their own thoughts for hours, giggling about their secret world that no one could touch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not even SM Entertainment, who has tried several times to rip my family apart. To seperate our bands, force us into seperate lives and to take away the little freedom we have left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the kitchen sits ShinDong, watching HanKyung as he once again makes lunch for everyone. At the Chinese boy's side is YeSung,&amp;nbsp;loyal as anyone I've ever met. HanKyung would be upset if his lover was in a different room,&amp;nbsp;niether of them seemed to want to be without eachother -ever-.&amp;nbsp;The two constantly share sweet nothings and kisses. It's really enough to make you ill. I've never met a more.. mushy couple in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I realize at that moment, that I have no idea where the others are--though a distinct yell gives away part of it. I move down the hallway to spot the leader of this freakshow, scolding DongHae and EunHyuk once more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't need to ask to know what they've done. The two boys are holding water guns and the main room looks as though a huricane has swept through it. Books, articles of clothing, even candy wrappers are sprawled about, soaked with water. Our precious leader is once again yelling at the trouble makers of our family, screetching that they need to clean it up, or they won't be allowed to eat with the family for two weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At first I can see the sparkle in EunHyuk's eyes that shows he very well might not care about not getting to eat with their group, but a deadly glare from EeTeuk sends the two running to find some sort of towels. I swear DongHae's been a bad influence on EunHyuk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's hard not to chuckle at the way my lover throws his arms into the air in defeat, but I quickly move in to wrap his arms around his waist once more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A single kiss marks the fact that EeTeuk is what I like to call 'My Territory' and I will defend him until death. If he is the mother of this group, then I have become the father, taking more than half of the responsiblity to caring for our 'children', each as unique as the next.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just as I was about to lean in and steal a kiss from the tempting lips my lover was pouting with, HeeChul dashed through the hallway, holding a scarf that belonged to SiWon and giggling as though he'd done something amazing. Not long after SiWon came after him, chasing him down the hallway and into the room they shared. A few moments later a thud of someone hitting a bed echoed, before the two went silent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My eyes rolled, but I leaned in to steal the kiss anyway. This was going to be a -long- four weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
  </entry>
</feed>
