<?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-5099667</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:51:33.425-10:00</updated><title type='text'>*Shattered Soldier*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099667.post-107527283434328059</id><published>2004-01-27T20:53:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T21:02:59.076-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 28: Hey yo! I have been really lazy lately so im just going to type a short entry. If you want to know how BIAC went, plz feel free to click on the Amelia's blog link :3   I am just going to type what ever comes to mind. Hmmmm........... chili cheese fries. Yummm... ok. Well, we had NETC practice today after school. We are currently preparing for the "BIG" mother of all inspections 4 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107527283434328059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107527283434328059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107527283434328059' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-107406870862318919</id><published>2004-01-13T22:25:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T22:26:58.420-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 27: BIAC around the cornerI ended up doing really good on my Math final today. Kudos 4 me. But im not so sure on my English final. Anywho, with that out of the way i only got 4 more finals to go. yay. SOPs after school was pretty fun. We ran the dike with backpaks full of sand. I tried to push and motivate Amelia along the way, but I think i just ended up being annoying. I so sawy. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107406870862318919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107406870862318919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107406870862318919' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-107398324529098849</id><published>2004-01-12T22:40:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T22:42:33.483-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 26: Sweet DreamsI feel like i need some solitude. Too many things going on, i need space to breath. Too much stress going on. *sigh* I just need a place of peace and solitude. We all do, i believe, when we go astray, we need a place for our head. Im sry, i just feel really out of it today. It all started when I got home after school. But, I just need some sleep. Ahhhhh, i love to sleep. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107398324529098849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107398324529098849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107398324529098849' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-107388801746035594</id><published>2004-01-11T20:13:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T20:15:24.576-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 25: The Way of SamuraiToday was a good day.......  I had sops in the morning, and we tried to rappell of the rock wall by the weight room. Its a good thing Commander wasnt there or else we would of been beyotched at *heheh* ;p.  Me and doug got to go down. It was short, but it was pretty exhilirating, going down vertical. I was running back and forth along the wall sideways. Fun fun! But</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107388801746035594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107388801746035594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107388801746035594' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-107379748653463657</id><published>2004-01-10T19:04:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T19:06:32.403-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 24: Hydro ThunderToday was another swim meet day, the continuation of yesterdays swim meet. It went pretty good. The Girls relay team placed somewhere in the top. Some of our girls even broke some records. Pretty nuts. I was feeling all out of it before it was my turn to swim my 100m breaststroke. I thought to myself, I'd be happy if I dont get last place. Kinda pathetic I know, but you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107379748653463657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107379748653463657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107379748653463657' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-107372653365432727</id><published>2004-01-09T23:22:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T23:23:57.670-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 23: BlackoutYo. I had a swim meet today, so I got to get out of school early (yay). Swim meet was fun. I came in last in my heat as usual. I had to swim a 200m freestyle. There was alotta people at the swim meet. I guess its because all the schools from the state came (even Maui). There was alotta cute girls too *snicker snicker*. I noticed that roosevelt has alotta cute girls. Heheh, it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107372653365432727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107372653365432727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107372653365432727' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-107363514072167967</id><published>2004-01-08T21:59:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T22:00:43.373-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 22: New GroundsYo. Howsit goin? Geez, i'm terribly sorry for not keeping to my word last post. I havent posted since last year! Well actually, 2 months ago, but it is indeed the NeW YeAr! I want to wish all of you reading this, a Happy New Year, if there is anyone else reading this that is.......... Oh wellz. As before,  a whole lotta shiznit happened since my last post. I am broken </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107363514072167967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/107363514072167967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107363514072167967' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-106689992746447048</id><published>2003-10-22T23:05:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T23:05:27.603-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 21: Rebirth (Hell Yea!!!)Yea, I know what your reaction is........ "Holy Crap! He actually posted something!" XD OMFG, damn straight Futher Mucker! Thats right, Shattered Soldier is back in ACTION and it feels SPIFFY! LoL, well I sorta neglected my blog for a while, but now, ill try to post something at least twice a week. Here's an update to my so called "life" as of the moment. School </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/106689992746447048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/106689992746447048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106689992746447048' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-105670205737582131</id><published>2003-06-26T22:20:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T22:20:57.336-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 20: Hawaii Leadership Academy (HLA)Just in case you were wondering why I havent posted anything in a while, I just got back from a 2 week leadership academy. It was pretty fun. I got to meet new people from all over the place, like Las Vegas, Guam, Japan, Big Island, and a whole bunch of other places. We had the same DI as spring camp, Corporal Burkholder. He got certain words stuck in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/105670205737582131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/105670205737582131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105670205737582131' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-95271420</id><published>2003-06-03T19:32:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T19:39:11.000-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 19: Ragnarok OnlineHey, this is Draco. I finally updated the site, if any just a little. Lately i've been playing a new game called Ragnarok Online, and it is one of the greatest games i've ever played XD. I've been a bit too obsessive over that game lately :p. So obsessive in fact, that i've decided to create a new journal! Dont worry, my old one will still be here. The journal will be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/95271420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/95271420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95271420' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-94300774</id><published>2003-05-13T15:45:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T15:45:10.143-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 18: Back In ActionHelllooo all you people! I apologize for not writing anything for, I think 2 months. I am sincerly sorry. Alot has happened since then, and Its been pretty hectic. Well, time to start anew. I have to be careful of what I wright from now on. (There are some people that I dont want them to read) So In any case I have a new crush now, but I cant say anything (This message </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/94300774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/94300774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94300774' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-93026524</id><published>2003-04-21T18:34:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T18:34:07.060-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 17: Watch Your Back(your in my crosshairs)Hey everybody! I havent been on in a looong while. 18 days to be exact. Sorry for the inconvenience. Well, David has come! *mystical sounds* All bow down. He spent the day at school with us today, which was pretty cool. He seems to be fitting in around here pretty good too. Well I have something I should let all you people reading this out there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/93026524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/93026524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93026524' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-91954887</id><published>2003-04-03T16:57:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T16:57:49.403-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 16: Aloha Friday (not really... :P)Oh Yeah! No more school for 3 days. It's actually thursday, but it feels like a friday. Things have gotten back to normal, I've resolved things with my friend, and now everythings going good. The Cowboy Bebop movie shows tomorrow and I'll probably see it with Mari and Makana. Hmmmm.... I'll probably play SOCOM all night. Woo Hoo!! Oh yeah, just as a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/91954887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/91954887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91954887' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-91884640</id><published>2003-04-02T16:43:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T16:43:42.513-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 15: Hell on EarthToday had to be one of the worst days of the school year. *sigh* I feel so crappy right now. I feel like beating myself up, or shooting myself in the head (well, maybe not that extreme). But I did something really dick to one of my friends last night. I still cant believe I did that. I sort of played a joke on her, but it ended up being alot worse that I expected. I hurt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/91884640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/91884640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91884640' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-91818330</id><published>2003-04-01T18:05:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T18:05:48.856-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 14: Counting SheepToday was a slow day. All the classes were sooo boring, and I practically fell asleep in class. Except Takeshita's class. It's never boring in there. I fell asleep in english class, along with half of the other people. We switched seating in Math class, and now Mari is all the way on the other side of the classroom. Nooooooo, now I cant talk to her during class! Its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/91818330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/91818330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91818330' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-91757080</id><published>2003-03-31T19:07:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T19:07:01.590-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 13: Back To SchoolAwwwww, no more spring break. Back to school we go. I had a fun spring break though. Lets review what I did on Spring Break. To kick it off, we started our spring camp friday. It went through the weekend and ended on monday. It was hella fun. After that, on tuesday me, Mari, Makana, Michelle and Cameron went to the mall and watched Tears of the Sun. Good movie. On </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/91757080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/91757080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91757080' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-91332761</id><published>2003-03-24T21:34:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T21:34:24.966-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 12: Spring CampWe finally got back from our weekend long Spring Camp experience. Let me tell you, it was HELLA fun! We had sooooo much fun! I think this years spring camp was more fun than last years. We did more stuff, it was well organized, and the DI's were fun. We went kayacking, canoeing, water training, sailing, hiking, bowling, you name it. It was great. Our Drill Instructor was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/91332761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/91332761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91332761' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-90903765</id><published>2003-03-17T19:05:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T19:05:57.090-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 11: Wandering SamuraiRurouni Kenshin!!! I just watched it on Toonami, and it was sweet! Yeah I know, this is like my 10th time seeing the 1st episode. But ish so coo!!! Have you watched it? If you have then, your my best friend! If you havent then, OMG shame on you! Just playing. Anyways,  today at school we had uniform day again. In ROTC we changed command. I am now a MPO (Mustering </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90903765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90903765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90903765' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-90693627</id><published>2003-03-13T19:54:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T19:54:12.623-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 10: Mochi Poptarts!Hey, long time no entry. I've been feeling kind of sick lately, so I was too lazy to write anything. Let's see, in the past few days nothing really exciting happened. But i'll try to recap the past. I've sort of been slacking off in school. Except for math. I actually did more than half of this quarters homework! Yeah! But in english, I "forgot" to do this big project,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90693627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90693627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90693627' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-90555517</id><published>2003-03-11T15:03:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T15:09:47.000-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 9: A Lesson in FriendshipThis entry is an e-mail I got from one of my friends. I sent it as an e-mail to some of you. It's pretty long,  but this stuff make alot of sense. It's pretty deep too.ever wondered which hurts the most?Saying something and wishing you hadn't?, orSaying nothing and wishing you had?I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say.Don't be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90555517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90555517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90555517' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-90386444</id><published>2003-03-08T19:03:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T19:03:11.030-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 8: Kings GuardWe Kicked ASS today at the Kings Guard Drill Meet. We took home 4 BIG A$$ trophys. 3rd place for Armed Reg, 2nd place for Unarmed Reg, 2nd for Inspection Team, and 1st, I repeat 1ST for COLOR GUARD. Eddie was really happy about that, since this is his last year. Congrats Eddie! This is the first time we got a first place trophy for Kings Guard! Also, congrats JESSIE, for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90386444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90386444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90386444' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-90342130</id><published>2003-03-07T19:26:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T19:26:19.543-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 7: False AccusationWell, I finally resolved something. Geroge called me and told me the real reaon why he talks bad about me. I must apologize to all of you. What he did is not his fault, it's my fault. Here's the story. Last year, as all of you know, George liked this one girl. He liked her for a while I happen to like the same person at one time, and tried to make a move on her. This </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90342130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90342130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90342130' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-90291765</id><published>2003-03-06T22:58:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-06T22:58:58.840-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 6: Lookin UpSheesh, it's been a weird week. I guess I should write something cheerful from now on. All my entries lately have been really gloomy. I'm a little cooled down from what happened yesterday. I'm cool with them now, but I still dont trust them. They say they knew that I was listening on the other line and that they were talking about me on purpose. Bullshit. If I hadn't listened</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90291765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90291765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90291765' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-90228486</id><published>2003-03-05T23:02:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T23:02:53.890-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 5.5: BetrayalJust when I thought my day couldn't get any worse. Betrayal hurts, it hurts alot. I was playing SOCOM with Cameron, George, and Steven. And somehow when I was on the phone, I got into George and Steven's conversation. I thought "wow, cool" so I decided to eavesdrop. I expected George to talk shit about me, but I didnt know Steven would too. It hurt alot. This sucks. I can't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90228486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90228486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90228486' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-90218820</id><published>2003-03-05T18:39:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T18:39:11.106-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 5: Bad KarmaToday wasn't exactly fun. It kind of sucked actually. Hence the title, Bad Karma. I kept thinking about what I wrote yesterday. I felt really bad so I deleted that part. So if you didn't read the last entry yesterday at 8:00, I already deleted "the part". *sigh* My apologizes to Mari and Cameron. I shouldn't of wrote that. AAAaaaaaaahhhhhhh. I had a shitty breakfast to start </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90218820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90218820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90218820' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-90161788</id><published>2003-03-04T20:28:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T20:28:22.576-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 4.5: ADVERTISEMENTUh, I'm back again. I just want to let you all know that my sis is making some kick ass icons and she's letting anyone use them, so long as they give her credit. Visit her blog [she's "Mana" under the BLOGG! section]. It'd be cool if you also left a comment on her flooble chat, since she hasn't had any new posts lately. This is SHATTERED SOLDIER, out!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90161788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90161788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90161788' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-90096964</id><published>2003-03-03T20:04:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T20:04:39.873-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 3: DDR FreakYup, thats me. A DDR Freak. I just bought the game "DDR MAX" for the playstation 2. YAY!!! Good Fun. It is the same versioon thats in the arcade. I still need to buy the pads though. I think I will buy the deluxe ones. OOOoooooo. Deluxe High Octane "Ignition" Pads! (yes, thats what they're really called!) I saw another movie this weekend, OLD SCHOOL. Pretty funny movie. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90096964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/90096964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90096964' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-89948379</id><published>2003-03-01T00:04:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-03-01T00:04:42.356-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 2: Cradle 2 the GraveYeah, I just got home from seeing "Cradle to the Grave" wtih Doug, George, Cameron, and Dagan. OMG, that is one Badass movie. It sort of reminded me of a more serious "Rush Hour" movie (DMX=Chris Tucker, Jet Li=Jackie Chan). It was Awesome though. And great fight scenes too. My sympathies to Richard, cause he really wanted to go and see it. He had some "business" to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89948379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89948379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#89948379' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-89946366</id><published>2003-02-28T22:30:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T22:30:50.686-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TestingMusic...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89946366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89946366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89946366' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-89946350</id><published>2003-02-28T22:30:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T22:30:18.030-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TestingLoading Music...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89946350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89946350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89946350' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-89884596</id><published>2003-02-27T19:27:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T19:27:05.403-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission ???AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! I just got done typing out a whole BIG ASS entry! And guess what!? It got DELETED!!!!! AAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!! NOOOOOO!!!!!! AAAARRRGGGGHHHH!!!! I think I took too long. Well, I apologize for the inconvenience. I don't feel like writing all that again, so I wont. DAMN, it took me 2 hours too. And it was really interesting. Shit Happens. Oh Well, no use crying over </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89884596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89884596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89884596' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-89811491</id><published>2003-02-26T16:32:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T16:32:32.873-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mission 1: A Regular Day at SchoolThis is my second entry so far, and from now on, instead of calling them entries I will call them "Missions"(hence the title). Sounds more cool and militaryish. Mabye Colleen is right. Mabye I am a ROTC NAZI. Oh well. Today was just another ordinary day at school. Zoe still talks and follows me around occasionally, which is really annoying( I hope she isn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89811491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89811491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89811491' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-89758157</id><published>2003-02-25T19:04:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T19:06:19.000-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Debarkation Day: Febuary 25, 2003 / 1800 HoursWell, this is the first of many entries to come. My "real" name is Dylan Lifa, and i'm a sophmore at Kalaheo High School (thats on Oahu by the way). I love video games and Anime, and I currently own all the systems from the NES to the Playstation 2. My favorite Anime of all time is Rurouni Kenshin (I've seen all 95 episodes! YEAH!), but I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89758157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89758157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89758157' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-89750986</id><published>2003-02-25T16:57:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T16:57:07.590-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AlterationsComplete.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89750986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89750986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89750986' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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-5099667.post-89690999</id><published>2003-02-24T18:33:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T18:33:17.496-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TESTING</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89690999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099667/posts/default/89690999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredsoldier.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89690999' title=''/><author><name>Dylan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13988064794994552695</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>
