<?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:atruedaisy</id>
  <title>A True Daisy</title>
  <subtitle>A True Daisy</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>atruedaisy</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2008-02-22T06:43:50Z</updated>
  <lj:journal userid="14327366" username="atruedaisy" type="personal"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/data/atom" title="A True Daisy"/>
  <link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atruedaisy:2520</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/2520.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2520"/>
    <title>Remove this Journal.</title>
    <published>2008-02-22T06:43:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-22T06:43:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This journal is no longer&amp;nbsp;in use for &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_memento_eden' lj:user='memento_eden' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/memento_eden/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/memento_eden/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;memento_eden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you&amp;nbsp;friended this, please remove it. Thank you.&amp;nbsp;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atruedaisy:2233</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/2233.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2233"/>
    <title>Memory 3%</title>
    <published>2008-01-03T19:59:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-03T20:24:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It seems like the tournament has finally started.  I wish luck for those who are in it.  Job is okay nowadays, I'm working hard. Although I spaced out a little yesterday and almost tripped on my kimono while serving.  It would be so embarrassing if I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Filtered: Easily hackable because Mizuki was being careless again.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I understand why I'm wearing this uniform now.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, I also remember something about my family.&amp;nbsp; I have a brother, Shizuki-niisan, and a father and a mother.&amp;nbsp; I don't really look like the mother for some reason though, but I definitely look more like my father.&amp;nbsp; My brother is nice though strict (at least that's the impression I got from the emails he sent me).&amp;nbsp; He said he would get me out of there and take me back to America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America...? I don't know where it is, but I heard it's a pretty popular place.&amp;nbsp; So does that mean I used to live there?&amp;nbsp; So my parents are in America right now.&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;small&amp;gt;I hope they're well and I hope they won't worry about me as much&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would Shizuki-niisan want to take me back? I must've done something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, my memories about my family and why I'm wearing the school uniform don't connect at all.&amp;nbsp; Because in my memory, people talk in Japanese, I could definitely tell since I understood them.&amp;nbsp; The weird fact was that they were all guys!&amp;nbsp; Was I in an all-boys high school? Oh my God. If that was the case, no wonder brother wanted me back at once.&amp;nbsp; But my friends there are really nice (it's a mystery how they didn't know I was a girl, haha) and a little weird too;&amp;nbsp; Nakatsu bleached his hair, something about he's on the soccer team.&amp;nbsp; He was rambling to me about how he wanted to be on the Japan team.&amp;nbsp; There's something else though, I just know I didn't want to go back with brother. Not at all! I was very determined to stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Filtered]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ Memory: 3% ]]</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atruedaisy:1871</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/1871.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1871"/>
    <title>atruedaisy @ 2007-12-28T17:18:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-29T01:28:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-29T01:28:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The Christmas party was really fun, I brought back a piece of cake for you, Sephiria-san. I left it on your desk that night (I did come back pretty late after all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a new person, someone who seems very energetic.  Too bad I didn't get his name though.  He said he's in the tournament (not that I know anything about fighting, but it was nice to know).  And oh, he said he's heard of you, Sephiria-san.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[[private; hackable for those who try.]]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the party was fun, for some reason I get a really uneasy feeling.  I think it was a lonely feeling. &lt;strike&gt;I'm still not sure though.&lt;/strike&gt;  Being with people on such festive day makes me wonder about my friends and family from the world I came from. I sincerely hope they are alright... or maybe by chance I can go back and visit them.  &lt;small&gt;Maybe I'll have all of my memories back if I go back.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my family, wish to have some memories about them right now. It'd be comforting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[[/private]]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting colder and colder, I need to get some extra clothes and get ready to go back for work tomorrow. &lt;small&gt;The onsen should be pretty busy around this time.&lt;/small&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atruedaisy:1596</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/1596.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1596"/>
    <title>Christmas?</title>
    <published>2007-12-24T20:24:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-25T08:59:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm SO glad my cold is getting better now.&amp;nbsp; And I don't have the fever Rosette was talking about either!&amp;nbsp; I suppose I'm really lucky seeing how there's a party going on later. It's for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; Even though I don't know what it is, it really sounds fun and maybe I should go check it out. There are cakes right? Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... Should I go with someone though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should get ready at this time.&amp;nbsp; ^_^</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atruedaisy:1383</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/1383.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1383"/>
    <title>atruedaisy @ 2007-12-19T19:35:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-20T03:39:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-20T19:50:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is weird. I haven't been to anywhere. Not even work, I swear! &lt;font size="1"&gt;with the snow and all, I don't think the shuttle is working. &lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; *sniffs* So yeah... caught a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... *grabs a piece of tissue paper and sneezes into it* I'm not even sneezing... and this is... *sniffs* bothering me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go play with the snow too. *sniffs and sneezes finally* At least I'm sneezing now. Isn't it a sign of showing getting better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__-</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atruedaisy:1269</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/1269.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1269"/>
    <title>atruedaisy @ 2007-12-10T22:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-11T06:49:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-11T19:49:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I finally&amp;nbsp;can have&amp;nbsp;some time to relax.&amp;nbsp;The work at the onsen is hectic (and I think I messed up at one point too... almost&amp;nbsp;slipped into the bath once.) but everyone there is interesting.&amp;nbsp; Some customers are very nice...&amp;nbsp;some are,&amp;nbsp;just... I&amp;nbsp;don't know, weird.&amp;nbsp; But then again, they came from&amp;nbsp;different worlds, so I can't really&amp;nbsp;just say that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I like the job at the&amp;nbsp;ryokan better, it's easier and more relaxing.&amp;nbsp; Plus,&amp;nbsp;I actually get to converse with the customers at the same time.&amp;nbsp; I guess I'm the talkative type huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, that is not the reason why I want to write in the journal this time. I think I remembered something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I&amp;nbsp;certainly want to and don't want to&amp;nbsp;remember at the same time. (I know, it's confusing, *chuckles*) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was running&amp;nbsp;to catch my ferry tonight,&amp;nbsp;and I almost&amp;nbsp;couldn't catch it! But thankfully! I found out I can run pretty fast!&amp;nbsp;^_^&amp;nbsp; Although&amp;nbsp;while running, a clip&amp;nbsp;sort of thing popped&amp;nbsp;up in front of my eyes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;was running,&amp;nbsp;almost out of breath kind of running...you know, desperately.&amp;nbsp;Bunch of&amp;nbsp;people were chasing me, some even with&amp;nbsp;sticks and dressed up in white!!&amp;nbsp;Those&amp;nbsp;guys look SCARY. I mean, really really scary!&amp;nbsp;It's not just those white-clothed guys, there&amp;nbsp;were other normal looking people chasing me too!&amp;nbsp; They were yelling "Ashiya..&amp;nbsp;" I suppose that is my&amp;nbsp;name. My other name. Or... what&amp;nbsp;do you call it? Last name. But... man, I know I was&amp;nbsp;afraid of them catching up to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's&amp;nbsp;just my eyes, but I think I was wearing the same clothes as I first came here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, getting chased by people is not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....And they were bunch of guys too.... I think.&amp;nbsp; It was too short and I couldn't see well since I was running to catch my&amp;nbsp;ride.&amp;nbsp;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atruedaisy:916</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/916.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=916"/>
    <title>So Far So Good.</title>
    <published>2007-11-28T22:59:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-28T23:00:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been two days since I came here.&amp;nbsp; Everything is fine, I suppose - except I still haven't remembered anything yet.&amp;nbsp; I hope I will soon 'cause without knowing who you are is really a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto the bright note. I applied to be a host kinda job at the Onsen.&amp;nbsp; I don't think that job will suit me, it pays well though. Maybe I just don't know yet. But yeah... I got an answer back from them and they accepted me! So yay! I'm really glad! I s'pose I'll have to go to work soon! &lt;font size="1"&gt;I hope I won't screw it up the first time...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... oh yeah.&amp;nbsp; I met a lot of new people! They all seem very nice.. except for one who's kinda kinda weird. Celice-san is very kind and I was relieved to hear that everyone lost their memories (so it's not strange for me). Naruto-kun is a funny kid. I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't make everybody happy all the time. &lt;font size="1"&gt;Which reminds me, I need to pay a visit to Mokona.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; Thank you both for welcoming me. It really helped for me to fit in better.&amp;nbsp; Oh! I also met Himawari, she's polite. I don't know much about her but she seems nice.&amp;nbsp; Ike-san got hurt though, but thanks to the healer, he got better. I'm relieved.&amp;nbsp; There this one guy, he's kinda weird.&amp;nbsp; Why would he "fix" his dog for peeing? I don't get it.&amp;nbsp; I'd say it's his fault for letting his pet pee all over. But it's not really my business, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't met my roommate yet.&amp;nbsp; I hope I can get along with her.&amp;nbsp; Hmm.. what kind of person is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clothes I'm wearing... they look weird.&amp;nbsp; The tie and the pants... and the flowery emblem. I wonder why I was wearing them in the first place.&amp;nbsp; They look like guys' clothing.&amp;nbsp; And the hair, I want to grow it out.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atruedaisy:767</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/767.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://atruedaisy.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=767"/>
    <title>Is It Just Me or... Help! I'm Lost</title>
    <published>2007-11-26T20:01:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-27T05:29:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This morning (or I think so, since I don't have a watch and there isn't a clock anywhere in this room) when I woke up, I really don't know where I am. This place, wherever I am right now, looks so...so unfamiliar. My head just doesn't click with anything in this room, and the people... my God (excuse me for this), I don't even know who they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I don't live here, I mean, if I do, I would know them and they would know me, right? But...but.... just what is going on? Now that I think about it, I can't remember anything from yesterday, or the day before yesterday! Or... even the date of today! Where do I live? Why do people look at me so weirdly now? Is there something on my face? Ever since I sat here in the lobby in a ... sort of school uniform I can't remember where I got. Crap with the emblem that doesn't say anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh! My head is starting to hurt. I'm confused, I really am. And I know it sounds ridiculous by saying this, but I think I lost my memory. I mean, I mean... I should know my parents' names right? But I don't! Perhaps I'm an orphan! That would explain it. No! That's not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I? Anyone knows what's going on? Just where am I?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mizuki... I know my name... That's right! Mizuki! That's my name! I really hope this is just a dream I'm about to wake up. At least I know my name. But, what's my last name? I don't know. Am I Japanese? Mizuki sounds like one. Maybe I should look for someone who might know about something that I need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or...I should just stop thinking about and just wait until I wake up. I hope I'm dreaming.</content>
  </entry>
</feed>
