<?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-4727687713661280603</id><updated>2011-10-23T21:18:28.464+09:00</updated><category term='typing'/><category term='Presentation'/><category term='daily2'/><category term='essay'/><category term='daily'/><category term='book review2'/><category term='movie review'/><category term='wei'/><category term='10pun ha 10bun'/><category term='lists'/><category term='book review'/><title type='text'>WELCOME TO YUKI' BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-5873006336766882967</id><published>2009-01-30T18:31:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:32:41.259+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-14 Dad's Grand Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYLJNP_Q_mI/AAAAAAAAANU/qa37tXT_HFU/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297017341208493666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYLJNP_Q_mI/AAAAAAAAANU/qa37tXT_HFU/s200/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-5873006336766882967?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5873006336766882967/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=5873006336766882967' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5873006336766882967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5873006336766882967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/br2-14-dads-grand-plan.html' title='BR2-14 Dad&apos;s Grand Plan'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYLJNP_Q_mI/AAAAAAAAANU/qa37tXT_HFU/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-4864659567304883408</id><published>2009-01-30T18:31:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:31:46.106+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-13 rotten apples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYLI_YJlUAI/AAAAAAAAANM/YcDqeD3Wky4/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297017102881083394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYLI_YJlUAI/AAAAAAAAANM/YcDqeD3Wky4/s200/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-4864659567304883408?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4864659567304883408/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=4864659567304883408' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4864659567304883408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4864659567304883408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/br2-13-rotten-apples.html' title='BR2-13 rotten apples'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYLI_YJlUAI/AAAAAAAAANM/YcDqeD3Wky4/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-2754087484397534107</id><published>2009-01-30T18:18:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:27:06.743+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-11 The Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYLH5Cz1MUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ijXWpr-MQkE/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297015894561861954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYLH5Cz1MUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ijXWpr-MQkE/s200/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story was about the outing of pupil.&lt;br /&gt;One day, a bus came to the school to go for an outing to the zoo. At the bus, the children were so excited. They were looking forward to going to the zoo for a long time. Some people got travel sickness. The bus stopped on the way. The children climbed out. The some children went to the lake and the toilet. Mrs. May who is a class teacher warned the children not to be too near the lake. But Wilf kicked a stone and his shoe came off. The shoe landed in the water with a splash. So he couldn’t get his shoe. Mrs. May was scold and he had to wore plastic bag as a shoe. When they began to the zoo, it began to rain. The children climbed out of the bus and Mrs. May went to get the tickets. They and animals were fed up with rain. The rain didn’t stop so the children get back the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Raining for a long time, they decided to go to the museum. There were fossils of dinosaurs. The dinosaurs were so bigger than children. The children went into a room. A lady told them about dinosaurs. They heard hardly. At the dinosaurs shop, they could buy them. They bought a model and so forth. They looked feeling happy. After that, they had to go back home. The bus went to the school and their parent waited for children. T hey ran for their parents. In the night, Nadim and Wilf gathered at Biff and Chip’s house. They went to Chip’s room and began to make the model. And then magic key began to glow. It meant they can go to anywhere. They started magic adventure. They went to the land of the dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;The outing was so good old for me. I want to go to outing. When I was a pupil, I was looking for outing each time. Before that, I gave my mother bought many sweet. And I chose sweet which I bought outing. And I had exchanged sweet with my friends. I want to back in my school days. Also my lunch box my mother made was so delicious. My mother made deliciously. I thought my lunch box was the best any other lunch box. In fact, my mother is good at cooking. Every day I can eat delicious dinner. She never cuts corners in cooking every time. I respect for very much. On the other hand, I’m not good at cooking at all. But I like to cook sweet. I often cook cake and cookie when it comes some events such like valentine day. I am already 20 so I have to be able to cook something except for sweet. My mother often tells me cook. So in the spring vacation, I want to cook something. In the future, I want to be such like my mother. And I want to cook for my husband and children. (501words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-2754087484397534107?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2754087484397534107/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=2754087484397534107' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2754087484397534107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2754087484397534107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_398.html' title='BR2-11 The Outing'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYLH5Cz1MUI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ijXWpr-MQkE/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-2819620020525179482</id><published>2009-01-30T13:41:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:44:13.309+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-10 Roman Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYKFl9lzrDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1j69ugBz94g/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296942998975917106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYKFl9lzrDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1j69ugBz94g/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;The main characters are pupil. Biff and Chip were doing a project on the Romans.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. May gave a project to the student. The painted a picture which was draw chariot and made a Roman chariot. Their parent looked at the project. Biff, who is a junior girl, showed the model of the chariot and she explained the race of chariot. Mum and Dad played a joke on Biff and Chip. And they ate pizza. They pretended Roman. After that, Biff and Chip went to Biff’s room. They didn’t finish the chariot so they painted it. Suddenly, the magic key, which Chip had, began to glow. When the key glow, they can go to wonder world.&lt;br /&gt;They reached Roman times. Biff had a completed chariot. Then a girl whose name was Diana looked enviously at it. And they told never to have watched real chariot. So she took them to her brother Mark who is a chariot driver. And he showed them real chariot. Diana would be in the race that day. They played with them and everyone was hungry so they went to the children house. Her parent worked as a baker. The Dad is the best baker in the Rome. But he didn’t make bread. It looked like flat so they though they weren’t able to sell them. But Chip had an idea. He proposed pizza. But Roman didn’t know pizza so he told how to make pizza. The completed pizza looked so good and tasted good too. They decided to sell them at the store. But nobody bought them because everyone went to chariot race. So they went there too to sell. They started to sell but the audience didn’t buy them because they were absurd in race. The children had a banner written ‘Buy a Pizza’. Mark put in on his chariot and people laughed when they saw the banner. And they asked what pizza was. He could first runner. The people run to buy the pizza. The pizza became to be so popular. Just then, some soldiers grabbed the family and the children. They told them emperor wanted to see them. The emperor was angry about the banner and asked what pizza was. So they gave the emperor pizza. He praised them and but told they too the banner away. Then magic key began to glow again. That meant they had to go back home. Chip put a little banner on the chariot made Biff. They were looking forward to showing Mrs. May.&lt;br /&gt;The story was so interesting. I thought Chip was so great because he had many ideas when they faced to emergency. If I were Chip, I couldn’t think the way. If I can go to anywhere, I want to go to future after 20years. And I want to see me who am 40. I also wanted to go to Roman time. The pizza seemed so delicious. I want to take part in the chariot race. Then I want to see Emperor. Provably I make him feel surprised. (505words) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-2819620020525179482?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2819620020525179482/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=2819620020525179482' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2819620020525179482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2819620020525179482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_30.html' title='BR2-10 Roman Adventure'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYKFl9lzrDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/1j69ugBz94g/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8287521960147428725</id><published>2009-01-28T22:12:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:44:36.397+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-9 Don't be Silly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYBeposhhKI/AAAAAAAAAME/hCkhnRfpW1w/s1600-h/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296337231179515042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYBeposhhKI/AAAAAAAAAME/hCkhnRfpW1w/s200/l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main characters are pupil.&lt;br /&gt;One day, Nadim brought plastic snake to school. He seemed brought on holiday. It looks green and real. He showed them his friends on the ground. They Anneena who is his friend had idea. It was what they play a trick on Mrs. May who is their teacher. The way leaving the snake there was. And they went inside. Mrs. May told them to sit down. Then Anneena shouted her to be a snake in the ground. She looked out side and gave Anneena a plastic bag. She had found out fake snake. And she confiscated it.&lt;br /&gt;They took a class of addition sums. And then Wilf looked outside, there was a donkey. So he told Mrs. May but she didn’t believe. But she looked out of the window. They told about how to catch the donkey. Nadim called that they might catch it with a plastic bag. But it was so impossible. She said “don’t be silly.” She often used there words. Some proposed call phone Animal Rescue. It looked appropriate. Biff asked her to call phone Animal Rescue. She approved and did.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch time, they took a class of spelling. When Wilf watched the ground, he found a goose. He yelled and everyone looked outside except for Mrs. May. She didn’t believe again. But a goose was in the ground. So she tried to shoo it on the field. She went outside and waved her arms at the goose. But the goose looked at her and then it began to chase her. She ran and ran. She came inside. They were worry about her but she was all right. Nadim had a joke what fruit gooses like. The answer was gooseberries.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t understand this story of last. But it was a funny story. I thought the pupil were so individual. And the school was free than my junior high school, I think. When I was a pupil, I couldn’t bring toy such like plastic snake. And I thought Mrs. May should believe the children more. The pupil told her was an animal. But she didn’t look. I wanted her to believe the children. They were so pure. But it was so interesting to appear animals in the ground. When I was a pupil, I found some dogs, cats and raccoon dogs in the ground. Each time, I chased and played then. I like animals. In my house, there are six dogs. They are so cute. If I can buy some animal, I want to have white bear. I like them because they are so calm and cute. When I go to the zoo, I watched them for a long time. White bear make me feel relax. Animals make us feel relax. So I want to have more and more. But I’m not good at only mice. I had hamster in my junior high school students. But suddenly I couldn’t take hamster. I hate their moving. I like animal except for mice. (500words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8287521960147428725?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8287521960147428725/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8287521960147428725' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8287521960147428725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8287521960147428725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_28.html' title='BR2-9 Don&apos;t be Silly'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SYBeposhhKI/AAAAAAAAAME/hCkhnRfpW1w/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-6843629952501218016</id><published>2009-01-26T01:08:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:10:54.098+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-8 Snow Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXyO582H6EI/AAAAAAAAAL0/K7khP_HULH8/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295264388117686338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXyO582H6EI/AAAAAAAAAL0/K7khP_HULH8/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;This story is a story the day it had snowed at certain country.&lt;br /&gt; One day, it had been snowing all night. Story Street, which was many houses, was covered with deep, soft white flakes. So the children in Story Street were very excited. They wanted to go out early but they had to prepare for playing. At first they had to put on some clothes, gloves, hats. Their parents yelled children forget them. But children were anxious for going out. They thought going out early, or snow melted. Everyone reached at the park. There was a mad battle going on. They enjoyed with shouts and scream. Snow balling were whizzing about all over the place. A big snow ball landed on Jojo’s head. Mouse who is a boy threw Jojo snow ball. She run him and caught up him with and they both fell over in the snow. Three children Ben, Ravi and Billy were at the top of the hill. Bill, who is a girl, rode a wheel chair and she wanted to ride a sledge. So Ravi go t on tighter. Ben gave them a push. They could go faster and faster. Bill was so happy. They could reach at the bottom of the hill the sledge stopped. Jojo and Mouse were at the bottom of the hill too. They made rolling of snow along the ground. The ball was bigger and bigger. They had to push hard. The snow ball was a giant as much as their tall. Sam suggested make snow ma to Jojo, but she thought if they made it, it was a snow woman. So they started quarrel a little. Ben and Ravi watched them. So they started to pile up the snow. Billy had patted the snow into shape. It looked like a small hill. Ben shaped it and Billy stuck a stick one end. That was a snow Stinker.   The story made me feel soothed. And I thought the children were all good friends. I envy its snow. In my town, it has not been snow for a long time. But on new year’ day, I saw snow. I was so happy. I like snow. When it is snow, I go out and play with snow. If it is snow deeply in my town, I want to make a snow man. At Kumamoto, it’s strange to be snow. It is snow once or seconds a year so snow is rare for me. But I don’t like cold, so I’ll not live cold town such like snowing as usual. I have never been to snow country so I want to go there once. I want to go to Sweden. It is not so mean. But I imagine it is so beautiful country. So I want to go there. But country I want to go the best is Canada. The natures are so wide and have power. I decide to go there absolutely. I have to study more and more. At first, I have to finish writing assignments. (504words)   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-6843629952501218016?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6843629952501218016/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=6843629952501218016' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6843629952501218016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6843629952501218016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_26.html' title='BR2-8 Snow Games'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXyO582H6EI/AAAAAAAAAL0/K7khP_HULH8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8015323559307085946</id><published>2009-01-23T01:32:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:48:31.364+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>The Coming of Age Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXijRDyvgBI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZgpB2ylKWeQ/s1600-h/DSC00953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294160875445256210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXijRDyvgBI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZgpB2ylKWeQ/s320/DSC00953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On January 12th, it was coming of age day. I became an adult. I was very pleased.&lt;br /&gt;That day, I had to wake up 5 am. But the day before, I had stayed up late night. So I was sleepy. At first, I went to beauty salon to set my hair. And I had my face made up. Idei san, who is in my charge of hairdresser, made my hair so beautiful. My face was also beautiful. I was very happy. There was Kimono shop next to the beauty salon. I had my kimono wore. My kimono was black. The pattern was my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;All things finished at 9. I went back once. I went to city gym with my friend Tucchan. She is my best friend. We sent there to her mother. Now she works at Narita airport. She is a grand staff. I respect her. I want to come true my dream. We talked a lot in the car.&lt;br /&gt;At city gym, we met a lot of good old friends. I took many pictures. All girls who wore kimono were very beautiful. After that, we went to Daiichi high school. There was our old school. There were a lot of people at seikoukan. We could meet a lot of friends again. I felt me happy.&lt;br /&gt;After that we intended to go to a certain Japanese restaurant near school. We had promised since we were high school students. The restaurant was seemed rich a little bit. We wanted to eat rich food at the day. But that day, it was closed. We were very shocked. We were looking forward to eating there. So we went to traffic center and ate kouraku manju. It was so delicious. I like white bean paste. That was my favorite. Our waists were constricted by obi so we could be full. After eating, we went to town and took purikura.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I was going to appear on TV with my friends. It was feature program of coming of age day. So we gathered before it. We were same club at junior high school. It was my first time to appear on TV. I was tense a lot. The TV was terebitamin. It was local TV. The TV started but I didn’t have to talk so much. And we had to appear game after interview. The game was option question. The question was that what name of girls was the most at 1988. The options were Aya, Ai and Miho. I thought the answer was Aya. But boy who appear with us said Ai. He assured strongly so we believed him. Fortunately, we could correct the answer Ai. We were so exited. We could get gift coupon as 3000 yen.&lt;br /&gt;On finishing that, I went to kimono shop to take off kimono. And I wore clothing for alumni association. That was junior high school. The association was held at KKR hotel. On reaching there, I was said some people to watch TV. I was ashamed. Surprisingly, a lot of people watched terebitamin. I regretted about appearing on TV. I met a lot of friends. And the dinner was so delicious. The teachers came there. After that, we went to hyakusyou. I drank a little bit. But I had to carry drink and so forth so I was busy. And a friend of mine Kubo was there too. We talked little. After that, we went to karaoke. That time I was very tired. But I had to go there. I didn’t sing songs so much. I was sleepy. At 3 am, I could went back home. I rode a taxi with Naomi. We were good friends. We promised that we invited to marriage each other. She is going to marry next year. I’m looking forward to seeing her wedding dress. And I’m also looking forward to marry. I wonder I can marry. I went back home 4am. I was very sleep. The day was so interesting. The coming of age day had never come. And I became an adult. So I want to be independent various things. Also I want to have responsible what I say. After graduating from university, I want to live my own life. And I live abroad. I also want to work with English. So I have to improve my English more and more. Thanks to my parent, I could live now so I thank my parent and a lot of my friends. (743words) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8015323559307085946?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8015323559307085946/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8015323559307085946' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8015323559307085946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8015323559307085946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/coming-of-age-day.html' title='The Coming of Age Day'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXijRDyvgBI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZgpB2ylKWeQ/s72-c/DSC00953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8413141763961670383</id><published>2009-01-21T19:03:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:07:46.364+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-7 Mirror Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXbz7NzWZoI/AAAAAAAAALU/ArB5mqZlCKo/s1600-h/mi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293686610663466626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXbz7NzWZoI/AAAAAAAAALU/ArB5mqZlCKo/s200/mi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;The main character is Chip. He is good at drawing.&lt;br /&gt;One day, Chip’s friends came to his house. And they were living room. Chip was in his bedroom and drawing. He was a hard drawer. Chip was called Biff from downstairs. So he went down and showed them hid drawing. He asked them what it was. It looked some words but they didn’t solve. Chip took them to his room to tell the answer. He used a mirror and put it on the paper. The answer was Chip. He wrote reverse words with mirror. He was too much to write so he ran out of paper.&lt;br /&gt;Biff who is Chip’s daughter went to her room to get some paper. And then her magic key was glowing. It meant the time for an adventure. The magic took them to an island. Nobody was there. There were sea and wood. Wilma thought he had been there before. Wilma found some footprints in the sand. And then someone ran for them. He called them stop. They closed him and he began to cry. His name is Captain Crow. He was looked being long white hair and dirty. He didn’t notice his look so Chip lent him his mirror. After looking own look, the man was disappointed it. They asked why he was there. He seemed to have been alone for ten months and six days. And his crew took the ship because he didn’t find the treasure. That meant he was useless. He had a treasure map. But it looked odd. But Chip could understand. He thought it was in mirror writing. Chip put the mirror on the map. He could read words and understand where the treasures were. Captain Crow ran there. He looked at the map and found the place. Soon he dug and dug. At last he could found a wooden box. There were a lot of treasures. Everyone gasped and Captain Crow shouted hurray. And then a ship was seen. It was sailing past the island. Captain Crow shouted help but they didn’t hear. Wilma had a good idea. She flashed it at the ship with mirror. The ship flashed back at Captain Crow. The ship came there. He was so happy. And then the magic key began to glow. It meant they had to go back to home. Chip gave Captain Crow the mirror to have a shave and a hair cut. Soon they went back real world.&lt;br /&gt;The story was so finny. I thought Chip was very smart. When I was a child, I also draw reverse words. It was very interesting. Captain Crow was great. I thought he could alive for about ten months. If I were him, I probably die. I can’t live alone.&lt;br /&gt;I want to the magic key. If I can use the magic key, I want to travel around the world. And I want to watch world. The most places I want are space. I want to experience suspend at space. And then I want to go to planet. I wonder if I can meet alien. (514world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8413141763961670383?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8413141763961670383/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8413141763961670383' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8413141763961670383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8413141763961670383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_21.html' title='BR2-7 Mirror Island'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXbz7NzWZoI/AAAAAAAAALU/ArB5mqZlCKo/s72-c/mi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8200245330439314749</id><published>2009-01-20T20:39:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:44:23.157+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-6 The Go-kart Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXW4wQyDShI/AAAAAAAAALE/qbo6NFXb3DE/s1600-h/race.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293340076322015762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXW4wQyDShI/AAAAAAAAALE/qbo6NFXb3DE/s200/race.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;The main characters are Wilma and Biff. They are pupil and they are so fine.&lt;br /&gt;They saw a notice that was about a go-kart race. Wilma had an idea. It was what they took part in the go-kart race. So they needed a go-kart so they told Mum about race. She went to the shed and found old one. It seemed to be broken and rusty. Biff told Dad about the race. Dad looked at the old go-kart and thought. He decided to make a new one. The mums and dads made a new go-kart. Everyone wanted to help. Biff and her mum looked at the plan. Wilma helped her dad. Mum painted the go-kart with Chip. He was good at painting. He could be able to paint brilliant design. Biff wanted to ride a new go-kart but it was still wet so she couldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;The go-kart was completed. So Mum took the children to a park. There was a hill in the park and there was good place to try the new go-kart. Everyone went and they were so excited. And then Wilma was another go-kart. It was Anneena. She also got a go-kart. Hers were looked nice and fast. And she was aggressive being faster than Wilma and Biff’s go-kart. But Wilma and Biff didn’t think so. And then they decided to have a race. At the down hill, Anneena was in front. Suddenly a dog ran in front of Anneena. So she avoided the god and then her go-kart crashed into a bush. They crashed each other. Wilma7s front wheel were bent. Anneena’s go-kart was upset all. Chip looked at broken go-karts. And He had an idea that they made a new go-kart with these two go-karts. They made one go-kart out of two. They put the front of Anneena’s go-kart on the back of Wilma’s. The children liked the new go-kart. They called it Silver Bullet.&lt;br /&gt;The day of the race came. Everyone was so excited. Their go-kart was so brilliant. Biff wanted to drive but so did Wilma and Anneena. In the end Mum tossed a coin and Anneena could take part in the race. The race was so exciting and everyone shouted and cheered. At the hill, Anneena went faster than any other racer. But finally she couldn’t win fast. Silver Bullet came third. Anneena was regrettable. But other people were praise Silver Bullet’s race. So Silver Bullet did win a prize. It was the best-looking go-kart. Everyone cheered. Their parents were also happy. They thought Silver Bullet was the best. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;The story was very interesting. I envy the children made their patients a go-kart. It seemed so happy. If I was a pupil, I want to take part in go-kart race. It looks so exciting. When two go-karts were broken, I thought Chip was great to have idea. They couldn’t run go-kart without his idea. If I can take part in some race, I want to ride a bicycle because when I was a pupil, I liked to ride a bicycle. I often ride a bicycle and now everyday I ride it. To ride bicycle is good for me to excise and be able to refresh me. Now I am an adult so I want to try something. I want to improve my English this year. (553words) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8200245330439314749?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8200245330439314749/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8200245330439314749' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8200245330439314749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8200245330439314749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_5101.html' title='BR2-6 The Go-kart Race'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXW4wQyDShI/AAAAAAAAALE/qbo6NFXb3DE/s72-c/race.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1863490975019545997</id><published>2009-01-20T18:44:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:52:36.883+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-5 The Joke Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXWeFxFwnOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Wj_LqlFPR0E/s1600-h/masi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293310758957915362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXWeFxFwnOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Wj_LqlFPR0E/s200/masi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The main characters are pupil.&lt;br /&gt; Everyone was in the playground. To get joke is becoming popular among the students. They talk about own joke each other. One of the students of Biff is like to get joke. He couldn’t hear the whistle. The teacher who is old woman is Mrs. May and she had him stop telling jokes. But Biff and Nadim didn’t stop joking. The time they go home came. So they tided the room. After that Anneena asked Mrs. May to want to hear one of Nadia’s jokes. So she reluctantly decided to hear it. But it was so interesting for her. Mrs May clapped her hands and told everyone about Help the Children Day. It was that people raise money to help children. And she had children thought how they could raise money for Help the Children Day. It became their home work.&lt;br /&gt; At Biff and Chip’s house, they gathered and talked. They had no idea. They had only had two ideas. But these ideas were not so good. Then Nadim had a good idea. It was a joke machine. They were so excited.&lt;br /&gt; The next day, they were back at school. They told Mrs. May about joke machine. She also approved it. That was a box and they write a joke on slips of paper. Then they put the jokes in a box. The box is the joke machine. People pay for a joke and give some money. Mrs. May thought it was a lovely idea. To make joke machine needed a lot of jokes. So they had put the jokes on the computer, and they printed them off. There were forty nine jokes. But it was need more.&lt;br /&gt; They took the joke machine to the shopping center. They shouted to support the children. A man came up to buy a joke and bought a joke. But he was so favorite it. So he wanted them all to tell the jokes. That day, the mayor came there. And she saw the joke machine and she was favorite it. And she told Mrs. May to want to buy all their jokes. So she told the children about it. But they had sold twenty jokes. And Nadim put ten back so there were fifty jokes in there. So they said last ten jokes. They had a lot of idea of joke. They were so excited. And also the audiences were much groaned.&lt;br /&gt; The story was so interesting. I thought the children had a lot of good idea. I want to do something with my idea. If I do for Help the children Day, I want to sell my clothes. And I want to send the money for the children. I could live without being suffering from food and money and so forth. So I want poor people to do something. I learned the book that small idea was able to help a lot of children. We have to think about such like there volunteer more and more. We can do anything. (503words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1863490975019545997?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1863490975019545997/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1863490975019545997' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1863490975019545997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1863490975019545997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_20.html' title='BR2-5 The Joke Machine'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SXWeFxFwnOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Wj_LqlFPR0E/s72-c/masi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1374178595171400889</id><published>2009-01-20T16:31:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:28:36.727+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>MR6 Mission Impossible</title><content type='html'>This movie is an action, thriller and very interesting movie.&lt;br /&gt;The main character is Ethan Hunt. Tom cruise played role in him. He is very clever and cool. And he is good at negotiating with people. He belongs to IMF, which is elite and intelligence task force. He is also good at disguising with mask. He was given certain mission by Jim Phelps. He is a old man and a leader of this team. And his wife Clair has also the team. This mission was that Golitsyn who is embassy and intends to steal list of agent who lurk in America so when he stole it, Ethan catches him. His members are Jim, Sarah Davies, Hannah Williams, Claire Phelps and Jack.&lt;br /&gt;The member of leader was Jim. They had to follow him. They had careful plan, and entered reception party of embassy. They promised when the plan had some trouble, the plan was called off. And they watched seen which Golitsyn stole the list. But there were some troubles. Jack died of crushing elevator. After that Ethan and Sarah went out the party and wait for Jim. Jim was followed by someone so he told that the plan stopped. But Ethan continued it because he didn’t want to give up catching Golitsyn with list. His members were killed one after another. Jim was shot by someone so only Ethan was alive. Golitsyn also was killed by someone.&lt;br /&gt;Ethan met Eugene Kittridge who is boss of IMF. Ethan heard him that the list was imitation. Kittridge was finding traitor of IMF. And he was doubt by Kittridge because only he was alive. So Ethan escaped soon with small bomb.&lt;br /&gt;As he went back refuge, he appointed Max to meet. And then Claire who should have died came there. Ethan doubted her because he saw the seen of her death. But they started to act together. Ethan met max and required a lot of money and meet Yob. And Ethan gathered two men Luther Stickell and Franz Krieger and let them cooperated.&lt;br /&gt;To recover the list of IMF, they invaded CIF and got it.&lt;br /&gt;Ethan called Kittridge and was realized that Ethan was in London. And then Jim was there. He was alive and told him that the traitor was Kittridge and not to tell Claire is alive.&lt;br /&gt;At the train to London, there were Max and her members and Kittridge. Ethan gave the list to Max and she told him where is money. When he went to baggage room, there was false Jim who is Ethan. Claire was not surprised because they were accomplice. He took off mask and she was surprised. In fact, the traitors were Jim and Claire. They exposed all things and demand money to him. But he informed for Kittridge what Jim was alive with glass with video. Jim was so angry and shot Claire by mistake. In fact also Crieger was partner with Jim.&lt;br /&gt;This story was so thrill and I didn’t understand this content. If you watch this movie, you have to watch until last. (510words)&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei2term08/7144mr6.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1374178595171400889?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1374178595171400889/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1374178595171400889' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1374178595171400889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1374178595171400889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr6-mission-impossible.html' title='MR6 Mission Impossible'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8756043653345188577</id><published>2009-01-15T23:42:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:05:39.646+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-4 A Fright in the Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SW9MNFvB1mI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k84xFPtUIws/s1600-h/na.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291531874945062498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SW9MNFvB1mI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k84xFPtUIws/s200/na.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The main characters of the book are children and their grandmother. The children are Biff and Chip.&lt;br /&gt;Chip is a boy, who is a kind boy. He often helps his grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;Biff is a little girl who is Biffs’ sister. She is a very active girl and she always keep smile.&lt;br /&gt;Gran was their grand mother. She was old woman with white hair and so kind for them. She lived alone at the country.&lt;br /&gt;One day, they went to stay for a week at house of their grand mother. Their mother sent them to grand mother’s house by car. Mother was worry wonder if they cause trouble to grand mother. Gran’s house was small. It had two bedrooms. So Biff and Chip had to sleep in same bed.&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, they went out and took for a walk. They went to the woods. There were some strange foods in the wood. Biff found some blackberries and they pick up them to make jam. Biff and Chip helped her. Chip made some label and Biff licked the spoon. They made 9 jars of jam. And some of them were souvenirs for mother.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, they prepared for a big fireplace. The house was old and they needed some logs. They talked about ghosts. Biff was very interested in ghosts but gran said there were no such things.&lt;br /&gt;In the night, they sat down near a big fireplace. They felt calm and tried to eat new jam. It was so delicious and they ate much. And chip asked Biff to play Haunted House before they go to bed. But she seemed to be afraid of ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;The time when they go to bed came. Biff was so terrible so that she asked her gran not to have ghosts in their house. Of course, gran answered not. But Biff and Chip couldn’t sleep. So Biff had an idea. She decided to be surprise for chip. She pretended to be a ghost with her sheet and a torch. She put the sheet and switched on the torch. And sheet glowed. But Chip was not so surprised and laughed. And then they heard a noise. So Chip looked out of the window. But that was not a ghost but an owl. They were relieved but they found something outside. They thought a real ghost this time. They ran to gran’s room, but she wasn’t in the bed. They ran downstairs and looked for gran. But gran wasn’t downstairs. And then, the door was opened. Biff and Chip were so frightened. That was gran. They smiled and they threw herself into her arms. They thought gran was ghost. Gran thought Chip and Biff were her monsters.&lt;br /&gt;This story was so pleasant. I thought Grand mother were kind for her grand children in any country in the world. I felt good old days in my child hood. If you read this book, you can feel good old memories. It was not terrible. I recommend this book. (501world)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8756043653345188577?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8756043653345188577/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8756043653345188577' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8756043653345188577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8756043653345188577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/br4-fright-in-night.html' title='BR2-4 A Fright in the Night'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SW9MNFvB1mI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k84xFPtUIws/s72-c/na.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8054965948417703416</id><published>2009-01-13T23:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:40:11.174+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>On January 10th, was held at Hibiki. The members were friends who have been good friends since I was a high school student. Today, there were 8 people. Hibiki is a restaurant of Okonomiyaki. I like it. It was so delicious. We talked a lot. We often gather. After that Yuumi and I went to manma. It was holding reunion of primary school at manma. But it was not me but Yuumi. I sent yuumi to there. And my senior of Ayaka was working there. So I waited for her finishing working. I read some magazines. And I ate pudding. The manager gave me sweet. I was so glad to him. I was pleased so much. When Ayaka finished working, we talked a lot. I had so good time. (129 words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8054965948417703416?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8054965948417703416/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8054965948417703416' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8054965948417703416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8054965948417703416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7183606371992061938</id><published>2009-01-09T02:03:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T02:06:57.925+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Slum Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SWYyqOS7O8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/LWXDKPt7vYc/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288970513366596546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SWYyqOS7O8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/LWXDKPt7vYc/s320/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On December 22nd, it was held slum group drink party at 9 pm. Slum group was made at school festival Takumasai. The leader of the group was Toyochin. He is a very interesting but so fool man. He had prepared for the party. I was not the group but I was invited by him so I went there. There were 9 people. We went to Fukkura, where was so calm and very fashionable room. I drank very much so my face was red a little bit. I like ume liqueur so I ordered again and again. The dishes were so delicious and beautiful. At halfway time, he held bingo game. And then to my great surprise, he prepared for free gift. It was all things that he bought. Everyone was so surprised. And what I was surprised the best was that he bought iPod nano. I had old one, but I really wanted it. He seemed that he spent twenty thousands yen on them by himself. Only at that time, I thought he was so cool. I couldn’t get iPod but I could get Kurohige game. It was so interesting thing. I was very happy.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Kamado. It was second party. I drank a lot again. The members were less and about 7 people. We had been foolish. It was really trifling things but it made me feel happy. After 2 hours, we had not place where we sleep so Toyochin, Yoshie and I went to Keisan’s house. He was so kind and Toyochin was drunken person so we took care of him. We reached his house about 3 am. And yet Toyochin was so crazy. We talked together during looking after him. We decided to sleep at kotatu. I felt asleep well.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we got up at 2 pm. At the day, I planed Christmas party in the evening. So we stayed there until almost to the limit. I had Yoshie sent to town.&lt;br /&gt;At 6 pm, I went to the restaurant where was held Christmas party. The diner was so delicious. But I was very tired so I couldn’t keep smile. And the guests who were relational airline came there. I was so excited. After a little while later, present exchange game was held. I got cake. I was happy. And I also got toothbrush. Some got plane tickets. I really wanted it. After that, the teachers gave us certain present. It was a song with dance. They were so cute. We also danced. It was so interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;The party was finished at 9 pm. And JAL posters were hung on the wall. I wanted them so I asked the teacher to get them. I could get the poster. I was happiest in the day. On going back home, I hanged it in my room.&lt;br /&gt;I was very tired only 2 days. I could sleep deeply. And the next day was Christmas Eve. I had plan. During winter vacation, I was so busy. And incidentally Toyochin had been together each event. He seemed to be a free man. But he made me comfortable. I could enjoy my winter vacation. (528words) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7183606371992061938?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7183606371992061938/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7183606371992061938' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7183606371992061938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7183606371992061938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/slum-party.html' title='Slum Party'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SWYyqOS7O8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/LWXDKPt7vYc/s72-c/DSC00841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1175486652850123470</id><published>2009-01-07T09:37:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:30:40.869+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>MR2-5 Mask</title><content type='html'>The movie is a very interesting movie.&lt;br /&gt; The main character is Stanly Ipkiss. He works at bank. He is a man, who is very shy in front of beautiful woman. He can do good business but can't do with regarding to love. And he always is a dull man. But his mind is changing only putting on mask.&lt;br /&gt; A woman, her mane is Tina Carlyle, is a very beautiful and sexy woman. She goes to the bank of Stanly. And she became his customer. She fascinates for every man. But in fact she is a spy of Dorian. So she gets near to Stanly to steal money of the bank. She associates with Dorian knowing that he is a wicked person.&lt;br /&gt; Dorian Tyrell, who is a spy, works under Niko. Dorian manipulates Tina to get money. He is a stern man.&lt;br /&gt; One day, Stanly worked at the bank, and he likes a certain woman. So he tried to invite to concert together, but failed. He felt depressed and a coworker Charlie Schumaker sympathized with him. So they promised go to Coco bongo, which is night club at the night. And then Tina came to his bank as a customer. He fell in love in sight with her. She takes him captive. They enjoyed talking. But she had a bag, which put in camera. In the night, Charlie and Stanly went to the bar. But only Stanly couldn't enter the bar by mistake. And then Tina was there as bar’s dancer. Stanly walked on bridge and found someone who was floated by river. He helped him but he is an artificial. But it’s worn with mask, which made from wood and deep green. He took and brought it to his house. When he went back home, he was scold by his landlady. He disappointed again. He was curious it and put on the mask. Then He changed his appear with green tornado. He became green face and with wearing fancy suit. And also he changed in his mind. He was a very crazy and high tension but interesting man such like comedian or magician. He struggled around the condominium and town at the night.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, he had reverted to type. But what he did the day before was affair so the detective, who name was Lt. Mitch Kellaway, visited his house. And Stanly was doubted by him. At his office, a reporter, who name was Peggy Brandt, were there to ask Stanly to the affair. The next day, he put on the mask again. And he changed a high tension man. He was stolen money of the bank, which the spy leaded by Dorian. He went to the bar using the money. And Tina and he danced together at stage of the bar. They looked so happy. Dorian was looking them, he was angry to be got money. So the spy group fired a gun at the green man. But he runs away at full speed. The next morning, he had reverted to type again. The money which was stolen was at his closet.　And then Kellaway came to his house again. When he went to job, the police researched bank. Stanly was very doubted. Tina came there to quit being customer. She talked about before day. She wanted to meet green man again because she was ordered to be found green man by Dorian. He told a lie what green man was his friend. So he promised her to meet him. At the night, he put on the mask, and met her. But police shadow him. He run away and Peggy helped him by car. She took away Dorian. He was put off the mask and reverted to type. And Dorian put on the mask. They took the money Stanly had got and he was handed over him to the police.&lt;br /&gt;At the night, dance party was held. On the way to the bar, Dorian loaded the bomb into the car. Stanly, who was clapped in prison, run away there with Kellaway. They were putting handcuff. Dorian was planning to kill Tina by bomb. Tina was bound by gummed tape near bomb. Stanly helped her with the mask. 10 minutes to go, he took in it. And the bomb exploded in his stomach. And then the police came there. The mayor said that Stanly was not green mask but also Dorian. So Dorian was caught by the police. And Stanly and Tina ended up tighter. &lt;br /&gt;The story makes me happy. The songs were very good. The green mask had strange power. But Stanly could be strong with the mask. I want to try to put on mask and I want to be high tension such like green mask Stanly. If I were green woman, I want to struggle in town. (802words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei2term08/7144mr5.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1175486652850123470?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1175486652850123470/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1175486652850123470' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1175486652850123470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1175486652850123470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr4-mask.html' title='MR2-5 Mask'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-5871170505334403722</id><published>2009-01-07T09:32:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:27:33.611+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>MR2-4 Toy Story</title><content type='html'>The movie is a very fun movie. The main characters are all toys. They are also creatures. In fact, they can speak, play, and walk. It's the rule in the toy's world. It must not come out by human. They are all Andy's toys. Andy is a boy. He has a lot of toys. And he and his family don't know that things. Andy has Woody, Mr. Potato Head, Slinky Dog, Rex, Hamm and so forth. Mr. Potato Head, which can change his face parts in any way, is a toy like a potato. He is trusted by Woody. Slinky Dog, whose body is made spring, is also Andy's toy and &lt;a style="mso-comment-reference: JT_1; mso-comment-date: 20081213T1217"&gt;his trust can long very well with spring&lt;/a&gt; . They are all good friends. Especially, Woody is the favorite because he is popular. Every day they play cowboy with the other toys. He can speak if his back string is pulled. And he is the leader of the toys at Andy's house. But Woody fears at Andy's birthday because Andy can get new toys every year. The year, he also got a new Buzz Light year. Buzz is the latest toy, which has a lot of devices on his body. He is a space ranger and he had thought he could fly. He also says 'To infinity and beyond!" with pushing his action bottom. He can get along with any other toys without Woody. Since Andy's birthday, Woody envies Buzz. He thought Buzz robbed Andy. Every day Andy play with Buzz, and Andy gradually forgets Woody.　Woody is jealous of Buzz. One day Woody attempts to trick with Buzz but he mistakes, he had drops Buzz from the second floor. Suddenly Andy took up Woody and they go out. Other toys are angry at Woody because they thought Woody drove Buzz from the house. And soon, Buzz could get in the car. They reach at somewhere and they became stranger. Then Sid found them and they are caught by Sid. He is a boy, who is strange and he lives near Andy’s house. Sid brings up them. His room is dark and his toys are strange. They are remade by Sid. Woody and Buzz try to escape from Sid. Buzz thinks he is able to escape with flying. But he notices that he can’t fly when he watches TV. There is a CM for Buzz. Actually he can't fly because he doesn't have a flying device. He is very shocked. He becomes uninterested in escaping. And Sid plans to shot a rocket with Buzz. He ties a rocket to his back. Buzz is at a loss what to do. They barely can escape from Sid house. At Andy house, they prepare for move. They are hurrying and they tries to get truck but they can’t. They run and run then they fire Buzz’s rocket and they can fly. So they can get truck. At new house, Christmas party is held. So Woody and other toys fear new toys. 　 　&lt;br /&gt;I think every year they fear new toys. If they are in the world, I want to meet moving toys. And I want to be toy and hang out with them only once. It seems to be great. (536words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei2term08/7144mr4.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-5871170505334403722?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5871170505334403722/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=5871170505334403722' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5871170505334403722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5871170505334403722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr3-toy-story.html' title='MR2-4 Toy Story'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-2531637625788264464</id><published>2008-12-28T00:45:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T02:08:38.905+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Night Hike at Kinpozan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SWYzDzgmcLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mWlAGx1n2hA/s1600-h/DSC00799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288970952852795570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SWYzDzgmcLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mWlAGx1n2hA/s320/DSC00799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On December 20th, the Night Hike was held at Kinpozan. It was the event which sanpo is held every day. We walk about 20 km third a year. At winter, we walk at Kinpouzan.&lt;br /&gt;At first, to eat tonjiru at top of the mountain, we prepared for it. We made tonjiru and onigiri at Pu and Tame house.&lt;br /&gt;At 6 pm, we started at primal school. It was not so cold. We sang many songs and talked a lot. We took about 2 hours to reach top of the mountain. We ate tonjiru and onigiri at 11pm. It was so delicious. I had a refill of tonjiru. And we put in lottery ticket. I gave harogen heater. Its cost was 5 thousand yen. I had no money. Yumi won the gods. She looked so happy so I was happy. At 1 am, we went down from the top. We had some tired but we enjoyed. I had a good time. We could be more friends. We reached the aim at 4am. We were so tired. But I had to do something to be done. I washed nabe. After that I went to Seiya’s house. On reaching there, I went to bed early. I had fallen into a deep sleep. I slept about 7 hours. I felt muscle pain. In a few days, I couldn’t walk usual. (226 words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-2531637625788264464?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2531637625788264464/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=2531637625788264464' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2531637625788264464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2531637625788264464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/night-hike-at-kinpozan.html' title='Night Hike at Kinpozan'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SWYzDzgmcLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mWlAGx1n2hA/s72-c/DSC00799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7482735437148905603</id><published>2008-12-22T17:19:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T02:14:42.803+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Sushi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SWY0fHyIj_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/-mAYc2sL3to/s1600-h/susi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288972521663139826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SWY0fHyIj_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/-mAYc2sL3to/s320/susi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On December 15th, I went to sushi bar Sushiichiba with my friends, who are big eater. We held competitive eating food fight. I had never done it. We always say I’m a big eater each other. The members were girls of sophomore of sanpo club and Yumi, who is only first grade. We started eating same time. I could eat 10 dishes easily. But I was tired as 15 dishes. When I ate 15 dishes and was down, Takako, who looks a slender girl, was normal face. I couldn’t really believe it. I thought I was a biggest eater than any other girls by myself. In fact she was a biggest eater in our group. She ate 29 dishes. She was a by far biggest eater. I had eaten 16 dishes. The number of my dishes was same those of Shiori. We were second. But I was never happy at all. I would rather than I felt like throwing up. We decided never to do food fight. We became not tired but also we had to pay much money, which it were the number of dishes we ate. I don’t want to eat sushi more. But we enjoyed very much. (200words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7482735437148905603?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7482735437148905603/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7482735437148905603' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7482735437148905603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7482735437148905603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/sushi.html' title='Sushi'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SWY0fHyIj_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/-mAYc2sL3to/s72-c/susi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-2309212301448808730</id><published>2008-12-16T17:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:48:16.765+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>furisode</title><content type='html'>Today I went to shop of Kimono Yubien to see long-sleeved kimono Furisode. I hadn’t borrowed furisode　yet, which I wear it on Coming of Age ceremony. I don’t prepare at all. I haven’t taken picture of furisode. For that reason my mother and I went to Yubien. The shopper recommended black kimono. So I tried it on. I like the design so I wear all till tightening an obi. But next kimno, which the shopper recommended, was also black. It looks so cool that I want to try that one. I prefer it to first one. I decided the next one. I also decided some small article. At last I finished preparing for kimono. I felt so clam.&lt;br /&gt;I took many pictures by my cell phone, also my mother. I’ m looking forward to coming of Age ceremony. The alumni association is going to be held. I want to meet my good old friends early. On January 4th, I’m going to take pictures, which saying maedori. Before coming of age day, I take pictures with kimono. I want my grand parents to see my figure of kimono. And I have to thank many people to grow up adult. I want to give my parents some flowers at the day. (210words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-2309212301448808730?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2309212301448808730/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=2309212301448808730' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2309212301448808730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2309212301448808730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/furisode.html' title='furisode'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-576283627138482051</id><published>2008-12-14T22:24:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:23:52.004+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. How have you been? I have been cold for about a month. I can't make better now maybe because I don’t go to see a doctor. I want to go there early but I don't have much time. On December 11th, drinking party which sanpo sponsored was held at Matuya. I became a vice-president so I had to drink much. I didn’t like beer but I drunk much. I drank more than a cup of 10 beer and 5atukan. I had never drunk such. But I felt good and enjoyed. After that, I went to karaoke with club members. I like to sing very well so I sang many songs. And I made noise so I lost my voice. Next day I went hoarse. I had lost my voice. Now I don’t get better. Tomorrow I want to go to see a doctor if I have much time. Whenever I had met my friends, I’m worried about my voice. I want to go to karaoke with them again. So I have to resolve in a few days. All in all we had better go to see a doctor if we get ill. Before that, we have to prevent illness from becoming. (202words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-576283627138482051?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/576283627138482051/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=576283627138482051' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/576283627138482051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/576283627138482051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1268382501224928362</id><published>2008-12-10T15:59:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:59:39.161+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Sushiichi</title><content type='html'>On December 8th, after English conversation class, I went to Sushiichi with my club members Natuki, Shiori, Soujiro. We were so hungry that we ate a lot of sushi. It was first time to go there for me. I like shrimps, so I ate them mainly. It was very delicious. I imagined that it was not so delicious dishes at shushiichi. And I don’t often go to sushi bar, I was very excited. After eating them, Nobu came at last. He seemed to be stranger alone. Regardless of eating dinner, he ate sushi 13 dishes. We were so surprised his appetite. But we ate about 10dishes per. I was so full up. After him eating, we went to Karaoke. I hadn’t been for a long time. Everyone were good at singing, especially songs of Nobu and Soujiro were good. Voice of Nobu was similar to Aqua times. And voice of Sojiro was similar to Syota Shimizu. I was absorbed in their songs. At over 2 am, Takako, who worked until 2 am, came there. She is good at singing and the best singer of my friends, I think. I like her voice. She sang only 2 songs but nobody spoke any words. I think she can become a singer. At 4 am, we decided to go home unwillingly. We promised to go again. And I picked up Nobu and Sojiro I reached my house at 5 am. Next day, I was scold by my mother. (245words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1268382501224928362?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1268382501224928362/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1268382501224928362' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1268382501224928362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1268382501224928362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/sushiichi.html' title='Sushiichi'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7176585479431237360</id><published>2008-12-10T10:28:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:29:34.371+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-3 Gnomes and Goblins</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/ST8bPxiP3kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZI-9lvWesEE/s1600-h/081210_102751-711088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277967246110481986" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/ST8bPxiP3kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZI-9lvWesEE/s320/081210_102751-711088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I introduce to the book Gnomes and Goblins. It divides 3 stories.&lt;br /&gt; First, the main character is Harold, who is a happy farmer. But he was robed of his happy because the gnome arrived. He is a gnome, which rob crop for farmer. He demands to get half of everything that Harold grows. So Harold decided to trick for gnome. One day Harold planted wheat in his field. At harvest time, he asked gnome which wants to the top or bottoms half. So Gnome answered the bottoms half. But in fact the bottom was a grain. Harold could get the wheat of the top. Gnome was deceived by Harold. To earn crop, Gnome demand to get crops of top. Next year, Harold made certain crops. It was turnips. So gnome had to get leaves of the top of turnips. Gnome was very angry, so he demanded that he had cut the wheat of half the field next year. When the wheat was ready to cut, Harold bought lots of thin iron rods. And he stuck the thin iron rods among the wheat owing not to cut wheat. According to schedule, gnome couldn’t cut the wheat. Gnome was very angry again and he left the town. So Harold never saw him again.  &lt;br /&gt; Second story is story of Goblin Hill, where live small goblins. One day a girl Jessy was skipping in the sun, she heard certain tiny cry. A little fairy was stuck in spider’s web. So Jessy helped her. The fairy was going to Goblin Hill for a party and she invited Jessy to the party. The tunnel, which they have to go through, is so small that the fairy changes Jessy into small girl as large as the fairy. So Jessy could pass the entrance. They arrived in the middle of a goblin parade. The prince, who had never seen girl, was fall in love Jessy. So he gave her beautiful magic flower. And he let many goblins choir sung a song for her. He also let them dance and eat lunch with together. But Jessy had to go back home so she run the tunnel. On going through the tunnel, Jessy returned usual size. Then the tunnel was nowhere to seen.&lt;br /&gt; Third story, Jack, who is middle age man, was walking for weeks. He walked so long distance that he decided to take a rest on bridge. He had fallen asleep, and then many pixies arrived. He waked up. The pixies fly away on the straw. He wished he could fly. They took him to their town. And the party was held there. He could take part in the party. One pixie gave him a silver cup full of fruiting drink. But as the sun rose, everyone vanished. He waked up next day, the silver cup had. He had no money so he decided to sell it. But the cup was stolen cup from the Lord Mayor's cellar. He was taken to a judge who told him off. But he told truth so he could be free.&lt;br /&gt; The 3 stories were very fun. Each section, various goblins and gnomes appear and they trick for people. I want to trick such like them. But some times, they were too worse to do. So if I do some trick, I want to easy trick. Their appearances are so cute that we don't think that they trick on us, if we meet them. In 3 sections, I like 2 sections because I like fairy. And such like Jossey, I want to become small size as large as ant. But each gnome, they were irresponsible, I think. I want to see them only once. (612words)     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7176585479431237360?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7176585479431237360/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7176585479431237360' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7176585479431237360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7176585479431237360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='BR2-3 Gnomes and Goblins'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/ST8bPxiP3kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ZI-9lvWesEE/s72-c/081210_102751-711088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-3407497516968147373</id><published>2008-12-04T00:25:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:25:51.673+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Busy day</title><content type='html'>I relieved that school festival finished. I was very tired. I had a lot of things to do. My grade is sad that it's the busiest grade any other grade. Mainly I had to do three things.                                                                        　　　　　　          First, I had to do assignment of school. Homework of Eibei is too much to do.&lt;br /&gt;Second, I had to prepare for school festival. Every year my club is particular about preparing it. This year my club did to best.&lt;br /&gt;Third, my grade of sophomores had to make albums for our senior. My seniors have 26people. But we have only 6girls at my grade. So we were very busy. We could be helped by men but we had no time. We could finish that day we gave. We spent much money on his album because of color copy.&lt;br /&gt;I never want to come back this time. (143words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-3407497516968147373?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3407497516968147373/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=3407497516968147373' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3407497516968147373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3407497516968147373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-day.html' title='Busy day'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-5842203344669041786</id><published>2008-12-04T00:18:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:29:52.766+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Club</title><content type='html'>I became a sub president of my club. Recently, an election on the club was held at school. I was told many things. My senior said to me that they did not feel my enthusiasm. On hearing that, I had cried a lot. I couldn't help stopping my tear. But it made me strong. I have to change my mind. I want to help for both of president of the club and other officers. I wan to do what I can do anything. I wan to contribute because I love my club. Thanks to the club, I could get a lot of friends. If you belong to my club, you can hang out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;On spring, we go to Okinawa cheaply because a lot of members come to this trip. We have a good time. We go to around Okinawa by rental car. In the night, we drink and drink. I can make good memories.&lt;br /&gt;On summer, we walk about 20km at Amakusa in the night. It's so tired but I like this event because I can talk with my friends a lot. At the destination of middle, we swim on the beach and do throw pie. It's best time for me. And when I come back to my house, it's so tired. Next day we generally become muscular pain. This event doesn't spend a lot of money. It's easy for club.&lt;br /&gt;On autumn, school festival is held. It's very important event for the club. And after the festival, three grades retire the club. It's our turn next year. To get prize, we prepare for display, bazaar, portable shrine and costume. This year, we could get prize of display. I was very happy. I made a pare of stone guardian dogs. We make a lot of things. And also we can get good experience. Seniors retire, so we start with the new members. I’m looking forward to coming next year.&lt;br /&gt;On winter, we walk Kinpou Mountain at night. It name is Night Hike. We walk similarly summer. At the top of mountain, we do lot. The officers of club give some goods or money. In this year I have to give some goods. My budget is 5000yen. I become poor.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I like my club. I become top position so I have to have responsibility of what to say. And every party, I have to do performance Ippatugei. I have no the material. In winter vacation, I want to hang out with my club members. So I want to invite my juniors. And my seniors are all good members and I like them. I also hang out with them. Bur they start to job hunting. So I ordinarily invite to hang out. The club is good place for me. I want member to appreciate the pleasure. (467words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-5842203344669041786?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5842203344669041786/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=5842203344669041786' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5842203344669041786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5842203344669041786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/culb.html' title='Club'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1611626514599771300</id><published>2008-12-03T23:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:48:00.929+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Takopa</title><content type='html'>December had already come. This year is so fast time. I have a lot of event. And I think I can grow more and more. On December 1st, takoyaki party was held again. I was looking forward to coming it. Before that, I went to city to take English conversation. After finishing class, I went to my senior house by bicycle. The members are Seiya, Narumi, Pu, Shiori, Haruka and me. This time Narumi worked well. She did all things so I didn’t do that. Thanks to her, the party started soon. She is good at making octopus fritters. The materials are mainly yamaimo, octopus, spring onion and red pickled ginger. I love her takoyaki. I ate and full up. My sauces are not only okonomi saouce and mayonnaise also salt and red pepper. I like hot food. I always carry red pepper with me. And I sprinkle for any food. After eating, we watched DVD gakituka. It was very fanny. I was loud and laugh. I want to watch again and again. My favorite character is Shikkoku. He wears strange mask such wrestler. He says ‘shikkoku shikkoku’. I had been absord in him. And Narumi, Shiori and I see Haruka home by car. We talked a lot of things. They are interesting girls. We promise to hang out with us again. We back to home, boys watch horror film so I decided to go back home. I hate horror. It was about 2AM. Recently I played too much. I want to hang out until Next month. And I want to do takoyaki party again. (265owrds)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1611626514599771300?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1611626514599771300/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1611626514599771300' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1611626514599771300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1611626514599771300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/12/takopa.html' title='Takopa'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1387899281767380190</id><published>2008-11-13T10:26:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:10:39.281+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-2 Witches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SSy-JwzpucI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pZ72_fiyqgw/s1600-h/majyp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272798338673654210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SSy-JwzpucI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pZ72_fiyqgw/s400/majyp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I read a book Witches. It has three chapters.&lt;br /&gt;This story begins with a witch called Bess and an invitation to a party. Bess loved parties. There was just one problem. For example, Bess couldn’t remember where she had put her broomstick. She couldn’t fly without her stick and it was too far to walk. Then she had a great idea. She can turn someone into a house and ride to the party. She came across the old couple and she thought his wife was strong from carrying all those bags. She jumped out and threw her rope over the woman. At once, the woman turned into a house. Bess climbed onto her back. She cried giddying up. The husband didn’t notice that things. A long way away Bess has stopped. The house was worn out. And so she wore her shoes. At the next village, Bess took her to a blacksmith. With four new horseshoes, the horse was ready to go. At the party, the other witches pointed to the horse and laugh. But Bess didn’t mind. It was a wonderful party. All too soon, the party was over. The other witches flew off on their broomsticks. Bess met the man she had seen before. He was still carrying the heavy bags. And she had a good idea. She changed the house into a bag of gold climbed. With the house to carry him, the man was home in no time. He took the house to a stable. He took of the rope and jumped back with surprise. The horse had turned into his wife. She was pleased to see that being a horse hadn’t changed her too much. But there was one difference, which meant she couldn’t carry the bags anymore. From then on, every time they went shopping, her husband had to do it. He kept asking her to turn back into a horse, just to show him the secret. She never did.&lt;br /&gt;Second story, early one morning, farmer Crumb and his wife set off to work in the fields. Their daughter Kate carried a picnic basket, full of food. They worked hard all morning. Kate ran off to the barn where she had hidden their picnic basket. But she reached the barn, Kate heard a strange sound. She peeked inside. A witch was lying in the hay, fast asleep. And she found the picnic basket. Kate was very angry because a witch ate the picnic basket. Kate snarled the witch, so she made Kate not say anything else. Farmer Crumb chased after the witch. She didn’t answer anything, just laughed. He and his wife took Kate home. But no one knew how to help. So they went to Rimpole, he is an old wizard who lived on a hill. Kate had to crawl to his house on her hands and knees. He stared into his crystal ball and the witch’s face appeared in the ball. He fetched toadstools, nails, mustard powder red berries and so forth. Then he added a splash of ketchup. He heated the brew until it bubbled gently. He shouted it was perfect. He looked into his crystal ball again. But the witch wasn't scared of anyone, especially Rimpole. As the brew began to bubble more fiercely, the wizard changed a spell. At once the cork flew out of the bottle and flames shot up the chimney. The wiped the smile off the witch's face. She began to look very worried indeed. She saw the flames creeping up on her. She squealed and began to run. And she promised to break the spell. As soon as the witch made her promise, Kate jumped to her feet. She wasn't a dog anymore. The family never saw the witch again. But after that, Kathe was always hid the picnic basket.&lt;br /&gt;Third story is a story main character is Famer Jones had a big brown cow. Every day, she gave him five buckets full of the creamiest milk in the village. In the same village, there lived a greedy witch. She didn't have a cow, but she didn't love creamy milk. One day, she had an idea for a wicked spell. She began that the milk would be hers. Next morning, farmer Jones took the buckets of milk to his milk churn, as usual. But as he poured it, the milk just disappeared, not a drop was left. He was very furious. That won't bring the milk back. His wife decided to find out what the problem is. And she found the witch was pumping water at the village pump. It was their milk. Soon she told her husband about the witch. Next time he went to milk his cow, he took a big box with milk. He emptied the milk into the churn. It disappeared, just as before. But then he did something white powder. In the village, the witch filled her bucket with milk. She dipped her mug into it. But the milk began to bubble and froth. The witch began to splutter and cough. He added soap powder to it. Soon, the witch was burping bubbles. She never stole milk again.The all three story is a story about naughty witch. I was little shock because all witches do wrong things. I had longed witches, she can magic any time. If I could magic, I would like to make money and I do lose weight. But in fact it's too difficult to do. I have to effort more and more….I recommend this book. But someone who wants to do wrong things hadN7t better read it. Certainly you would be more wrong man. If I were a witch, I do make everyone happy. I wish I were a witch. (955words) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1387899281767380190?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1387899281767380190/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1387899281767380190' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1387899281767380190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1387899281767380190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_7343.html' title='BR2-2 Witches'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SSy-JwzpucI/AAAAAAAAAJs/pZ72_fiyqgw/s72-c/majyp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-6544869341971007811</id><published>2008-11-13T03:00:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:11:52.358+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Hapenning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRsafxrE7yI/AAAAAAAAAJc/M83-cGXSc10/s1600-h/takopa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267833322352209698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRsafxrE7yI/AAAAAAAAAJc/M83-cGXSc10/s400/takopa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After writing class, I came across Seiya. We talked a lot. And we decided to go to MacDonald. He ordered 3 hamburgers and potato. We had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, my car didn’t work suddenly. I couldn’t understand it. So I called for my junior Seiya. He is familiar to car well. He had come a few minutes. The cause was too raising battery. In fact my car didn’t break. My friends Shiori and Pu came there. I felt comfortable. Thanks to them, my car had been fixed.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Seiya’s house. Recently we always talk about Takoyaki Party. A junior, Narumi works at Takoyaki store, had there. She is good at cooking Takoyaki. So we had the party. We went to supermarket. It took  more about an hour. We could buy a lot of materials. On coming home, we prepared for Takoyaki. But Narumi did at all. Takoyaki was very delicious. And it’s just 3 people were good member for eating them. We could be full stomach. After eating we played TV game Momotetu. It’s very funny game for me. It makes us excited. But I had something wrong with game. So we watched a short movie. It was so funny that I couldn’t stop be at laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Today had many events. But I could enjoy. Now my juniors are doing their assignments. Go for it!!! I am very sleepy….Help me. I have first period class tomorrow, it never be late. Please put off my car parking SE-YA---!!!!!!!!!!! (256words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-6544869341971007811?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6544869341971007811/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=6544869341971007811' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6544869341971007811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6544869341971007811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/hapenning.html' title='Hapenning'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRsafxrE7yI/AAAAAAAAAJc/M83-cGXSc10/s72-c/takopa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7199910279396576884</id><published>2008-11-12T10:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:23:03.322+09:00</updated><title type='text'>About my blog</title><content type='html'>1. What is your usual writing/blogging schedule each week? Where do write/blog?&lt;br /&gt;　I usually do blogging 2 or 3 times a week. I usually do it at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Please look at your first post from Spring term and compare it with what you are writing now. What improvements do you see with your English and what do you think you should work on to improve?&lt;br /&gt; I often used same phrases and short sentence. And I should improve my English more. So I have to blog more and more. I want to know new phrases. To improve, I have to listen to English and I have to be accustomed to English.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;3. What are your opinions of doing movie reviews? Please talk about the time it takes and the availability of the movies.&lt;br /&gt; I think movie review is good for us because we can watch movie and listen to English. And I like to watch movies. I always take it 2 or 3 hours to finish. The availability of the movies is that we can learn slang words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Please give your suggestions for the class&lt;br /&gt;　I think it's too much to do our assignments. But we have to write 15000 words so it's convenient for me. But I have no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Please give some advice to the students who will take this class next year.&lt;br /&gt; I should do blogging faster. Every day doing it is very important.&lt;br /&gt;(238words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7199910279396576884?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7199910279396576884/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7199910279396576884' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7199910279396576884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7199910279396576884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-my-blog.html' title='About my blog'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-6863829613500918798</id><published>2008-11-11T13:17:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:20:16.514+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRkHdYk9m9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/XP6JCZPuoW4/s1600-h/20081103080441-777128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267249440581589970" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRkHdYk9m9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/XP6JCZPuoW4/s320/20081103080441-777128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRkHdZCYGrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_4X_yBF4s4A/s1600-h/081031_095812-777504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267249440704961202" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRkHdZCYGrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_4X_yBF4s4A/s320/081031_095812-777504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRkHddb4vOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2a8j4CW03hY/s1600-h/081004_142550-777878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267249441885699298" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRkHddb4vOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/2a8j4CW03hY/s320/081004_142550-777878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRkHdqAy_tI/AAAAAAAAAJE/gEpUx426oPk/s1600-h/p-778280.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-6863829613500918798?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6863829613500918798/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=6863829613500918798' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6863829613500918798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6863829613500918798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRkHdYk9m9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/XP6JCZPuoW4/s72-c/20081103080441-777128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-5089193822458952964</id><published>2008-11-11T13:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:19:43.027+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRkH2lm67DI/AAAAAAAAAJM/FiBNeYowWxM/s1600-h/p-778280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRkH2lm67DI/AAAAAAAAAJM/FiBNeYowWxM/s400/p-778280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267249873576193074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to club of Sampo. I have been a vice president. I have never been it. I was very worry. But I’m a vise president, so I’d like to work hardly. I want everyone to enjoy club. So I have to take part in club activity, of course. And I have to make friends with my juniors. They are good people. So I could get along with them early. People who are same age are good friends. But we sometimes quarrel. I think it’s too difficult for me to gather club. From now I want to make better club. (100words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-5089193822458952964?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5089193822458952964/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=5089193822458952964' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5089193822458952964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5089193822458952964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/club.html' title='Club'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRkH2lm67DI/AAAAAAAAAJM/FiBNeYowWxM/s72-c/p-778280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-3144289381712255096</id><published>2008-11-07T16:12:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:14:14.785+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review2'/><title type='text'>BR2-1 Vampire Killer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRPqwi1byTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/j0pm4DKAJyc/s1600-h/081010_092123-713231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRPqwi1byTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/j0pm4DKAJyc/s400/081010_092123-713231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265810509031786802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Killer is a very interesting book. I had never read it. The main characters are Colin Miller, Professor Fletcher and Claudia. &lt;br /&gt; Colin Miller finds a new job. He doesn’t work any more. Professor seeks a man who is strong, fast and brave. So he raises it to make money. They meet at professor’s house and Professor asked some questions. The last question is important. It’s whether you believe in vampires. Colin answers yes, of course. Professor adopted him. In fact professor is a vampire killer. Colin doesn’t want it but he can earn a lot of money so he decides. They decide to meet at supermarket at midnight. He goes out the house, a woman come there soon. She is Claudia. She also comes to work. At midnight he goes and Claudia is there. They wait a man, Renfield works for the vampire, for a long time. Finally he appears and asks where vampire is. They run there. But nobody is there. And Claudia isn’t there. In fact she is a vampire. So she tries to absorb blood but he opens the curtain. So sun raises and she runs away. Since then he is at home all day. He regrets go there. (203words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-3144289381712255096?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3144289381712255096/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=3144289381712255096' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3144289381712255096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3144289381712255096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/11/br2-1-vampire-killer.html' title='BR2-1 Vampire Killer'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SRPqwi1byTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/j0pm4DKAJyc/s72-c/081010_092123-713231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-4796775300155929294</id><published>2008-11-05T10:28:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:24:15.960+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>MR2-2 School of rock</title><content type='html'>I had never watched it before. It was a very interesting story. The main characters are Dewey Finn, Ned Schneebly, Patty Di Marco, Rosalie Mullins, and children.&lt;br /&gt;Dewey is a man who loves rock music. And he lives with Ned and Patty. He always thinks of rock and doesn’t work. So he can’t pay the rent to Ned.&lt;br /&gt;Ned is a friend of Dewey. He is so kind that he can’t say anything Dewey strongly. He works as a substitute teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Patty is the girlfriend of Ned. She is often angry with Dewey because he doesn’t pay the rent for the house and doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;Rosalie is the principal of Horace Green Elementary. She is a very severe woman for the job. The school is a noble school. So the children are smart.&lt;br /&gt;Dewey was a guitarist and he had a band. But he suddenly was fired from the band. His performance was so crazy that his partners were disgusted by him. And he came back home, he was told by Ned and Patty to pay rent. He had fallen behind several months. He was depressed and decided to find new work but didn’t. At home, he intercepts a phone call to Ned from the principal, Rosalie. She asked Dewey, who she thinks is Ned, to fill in for a teacher who had been in an accident. He would be out for several weeks. He accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;Dewey decided to pretend to be Ned. He goes to school. Rosalie doesn’t note anything is wrong. His name is Mr. S. The children are so smart and clever. He doesn’t teach any studying and says them to take a rest all the time. At music class, he is surprised because the children are good at playing instruments. Dewey comes up with an idea that he takes part in the Battle of the Bands with the children to win the prize and be recognized in the show business. So he makes a band called “School of rock”. There is a guitarist, a chorus, vocals, drums and so on. Of course he plays the vocal. They are each given a role. He changed their classes. They want to study and get a star seal because they want to raise their grade. But he lets them practice each instrument. They practice hard. As home work they have to listen to rock music. The more they practice, the more they enjoy. Finally they are a good team. Before the day of battle of rock, a report of education is held. And he admits that he isn’t Ned. Patty and the real Ned call the police. The children and their parents are surprised. He is very shocked as he can’t take part in battle with children. Next day, children pick up Dewey by school bus. They can take part in the battle of rock and they enjoy playing t rock. A child makes a song which is about the fact that they are tired of studying. They can’t get the prize but audience calls for an encore from the school of rock. They are a success for their performance.&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s a very interesting movie. First I don’t like Dewey but finally I want to cheer for him. I want to teach his class. And I want to try to play some instruments. 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I was so looking forward to see it. I had never seen it since then. The title was Princess Dreams. So I could meet pretty princess. They came to Kumamoto. Of course Mickey and Minnie came there. Disney characters were so cute. And they are good at skating. The area was not so big but the performance was very powerful. I impressed them. I prefer Cinderella the best to any of Disney character. She and all of characters were played by foreign country. They suit it. I want to se  them again. I hope that I meet next year. (115words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-2613325434211231780?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2613325434211231780/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=2613325434211231780' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2613325434211231780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2613325434211231780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/disney-on-ace.html' title='Disney on Ace'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7297950550357733766</id><published>2008-10-22T09:59:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:59:55.563+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>Recently, I am very very busy!!!!! I have to do assignment a lot. I have to do seven things till October. But I have to prepare for school festival. I want to come to December so I will be able to relieve. I heard that sophomores are so busy. I have no time. Please give me more time. (58words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7297950550357733766?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7297950550357733766/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7297950550357733766' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7297950550357733766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7297950550357733766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-5431038511399223015</id><published>2008-10-18T11:49:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:31:12.115+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>My favorite things</title><content type='html'>My favorite things make me happy. And they let me make less my stress. I can forget what I hate.  &lt;br /&gt; ★To go shopping &lt;br /&gt;I often go to city alone. But I like better with my friends. I always buy a lot of clothes at the same time. So after that, I have no money. But this is the best way to make less stress for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★To exercise&lt;br /&gt; I sometimes go to gym. I swim and running. I like the most exercise is volley ball. I had belonged to volley ball club for 6 years. So when I play volley ball, I change.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★To hang out &lt;br /&gt;I like to hang out with my friends. I prefer to any things. I often go to karaoke. It takes for not less than 2 hours. I sing songs of Miriyah Amuro and Ayaka. When I am happy angry tired and sad, I can overcome any things, maby…haha   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★To eat&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I like it. I like Udon the best. I often go to restaurants to eat udon. I like eating it with red pepper and scallion. It is very simple but so delicious. I can eat it every day. (201words)　3104&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-5431038511399223015?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5431038511399223015/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=5431038511399223015' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5431038511399223015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5431038511399223015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-favorite-things.html' title='My favorite things'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7152027401728675450</id><published>2008-10-18T10:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:34:11.797+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>My Plan</title><content type='html'>I have never been to foreign country. So I want to foreign country some day. Now I study English a little bit because I want to study abroad for about a year. I wanted to go to Montana State University a few years ago because there is numerous sightseeing and nature this state. My friends Kyoko goes to certain University at Montana. She is a good English speaker. I want to speak English such a native speaker. But now I’m searching for country where it’s good for me to study English and something else. And I want to work in foreign country in the future. To become my aim, I have to make effort more and more. (117words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7152027401728675450?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7152027401728675450/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7152027401728675450' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7152027401728675450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7152027401728675450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-plan.html' title='My Plan'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1103268552886948592</id><published>2008-10-18T10:17:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:19:33.507+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10pun ha 10bun'/><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>Today October 15th, I waked up at 6 thirty. It was normal time for me. But I could prepare early. So I could get to school before 15 minutes. At the first period of writing, there were a few people. On starting the class, some came to this class one after another. People who come to school early didn't come today so I'm worry about her. What' up? I'm always opposite position so I felt like strange a little bit. I try to go to school as today. I didn't know that why I could prepare early today. But it's hard for me to go to school at first period. I think everyone also does. The best reason is too late to go to bed, I think. I usually go to bed at 2 and get up at 6 thirty. I sleep only 4 thirty. But I don't do especially everyday. Recently the time I go home is so late because of preparing school festival. I want to go home early but I have to…I can't be compatible study and playing now. I have to finish writing home work a lot every day!!!!! After school festival, I'm going to study hard every day. (201words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1103268552886948592?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1103268552886948592/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1103268552886948592' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1103268552886948592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1103268552886948592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/regret.html' title='Regret'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1897914079871583177</id><published>2008-10-18T10:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:17:02.044+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>What I want to do on December</title><content type='html'>After school festival, I want to do a lot of things. Now I have no time because I prepare for school festival. &lt;br /&gt;★Travel &lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Tai or Vietnam to study English. Tomei told me that it is good way to learn to English there. So I'm interested in going there. I want to improve Speaking and vocabulary of English.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;★Qualification&lt;br /&gt;To become my aim, I want to gat a lot of qualification. For example I want English examination, secretary examination, SPI and service examination. I want them until October at three grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★Exercise&lt;br /&gt;In summer, I go to swim in my free time. And I have a few appetites so I didn't get weight. But now I have no time to go so I get weight a little. Until coming of age day, I want to lose weight to be suit Kimono. Now my face blats too much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★Hanging Out &lt;br /&gt;I want to do the best things. I want to go shopping with my friends. It is the best way to make less my stress. Now I have no work to earn money so I have to start new job. I want a lot of clothes of winter. (205words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1897914079871583177?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1897914079871583177/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1897914079871583177' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1897914079871583177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1897914079871583177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-i-want-to-do-on-december.html' title='What I want to do on December'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7594709956619249794</id><published>2008-10-10T09:21:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:21:52.938+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SO6gICX_OBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/VMZY_9UaqJ0/s1600-h/081010_092100-712940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SO6gICX_OBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/VMZY_9UaqJ0/s320/081010_092100-712940.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255313875124828178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SO6gIfOOEcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iunoweX7b9c/s1600-h/081010_092123-713231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SO6gIfOOEcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iunoweX7b9c/s320/081010_092123-713231.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255313882868486594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7594709956619249794?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7594709956619249794/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7594709956619249794' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7594709956619249794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7594709956619249794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SO6gICX_OBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/VMZY_9UaqJ0/s72-c/081010_092100-712940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-4590395143038619954</id><published>2008-10-08T09:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:45:13.524+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Essay prepare</title><content type='html'>I didn't know attach the special video. It looks so interesting. I want to watch it again.I think Shrek have a lot of friends. I want to go there and make along with Disney characters. The characters are very pretty. Especially three pigs are the cutest in them. I also like donkey because he is interesting. (56words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-4590395143038619954?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4590395143038619954/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=4590395143038619954' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4590395143038619954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4590395143038619954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/essay-prepare.html' title='Essay prepare'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-2582939896372260398</id><published>2008-10-08T09:26:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:28:53.554+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10pun ha 10bun'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Today, I was late for school. I wish I had gone out my house. Recently, I have to do many things. For instance, I must Writing, speaking assignment, and prepare for school festival. I have no time to do all. I want more time. I wish time were 36 hours… But till this weekend, I want to finish my all assignment. School festival will come soon. It's held on 31st September, 1st, 2nd October. I'm looking forward to festival. Now I'm making stone guard dogs Komainu at display.I was lelied on stone guard dogs. It looks easy to make but in fact it is so difficult to make it. I searched for picture of stone guard dogs on the internet yesterday. I want to make Komainu such as alive. (128words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-2582939896372260398?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/2582939896372260398/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=2582939896372260398' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2582939896372260398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/2582939896372260398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-5560916785882983971</id><published>2008-10-06T17:07:00.011+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:26:12.807+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>MR2-1 Shrek</title><content type='html'>I watched a movie of ‘Shrek’. The main characters of movie are Shrek, Donkey, Fiona, and Lord Farquaad.&lt;br /&gt;Shrek is green body, big, strong man. He enjoys living alone near lake. He prefers live alone to together. He seems to be ugly but in fact he is so kind man. He has a complex about his face and thinks that he is disliked other people because he is ugly face. Mike Myers does his voice. Masatoshi Hamada of downtown does Japanese dubbing.&lt;br /&gt;Donkey is merry and normal donkey as it as. But he can talk so he would be sold. He talks too much. He likes Shrek. Eddie Murphy does his voice. Koichi Yamadera does Japanese dubbing.&lt;br /&gt;Fiona is very pretty woman who are in captivity by Dragon. She is romantic girl such a normal girl. But she is good at Kung fu.Cameron Diaz does her voice. Norika Fujiwara does Japanese dubbing.&lt;br /&gt;Farquaad is prince who is very short man.&lt;br /&gt;Shrek lives in forest. His figure is very strange and he is scare by people.&lt;br /&gt;Farquaad told a magic mirror that he can be a real prince if he marries a princess which is Cinderella, White-snow or Fiona. He chose Fiona. To marry her, he decided to help her instead him. It was held a meeting witch decide to a man who seek Fiona. The rule was easy. Who man wins Shrek goes there but won Shrek. So he had to go there. That time, Donkey goes together. Shrek could help soon and Donkey was fallen in love with Pink Dragon. On the way to come back in Lord Fookward’s castle, Shrek and Fiona sometimes quarrel but they were fallen in love each other. In that night, Fiona came out her secret. In fact she change green ogre when sun sets. She was bewitched by witch when she was a child. And if she could kiss with destiny man, she can return real figure. They talked about that but Shrek misunderstood their story in the out door. She told about her ugly but he thought his things. Next day he was so angry that he called Farquaad. And soon Farquaad was held marriage before sun sets. Donkey explained true things to him. He could understand and they went to marriage quickly. They stopped marriage and Shrek said “I love you”to her at last. In the moment sun set. So she became ugly figure. People run away. But Shrek took this thing. Finally they kissed. But Fiona didn’t change. She had been green ogre. They finally could marry.&lt;br /&gt;I think this movie tells about friendship and love. Story was very happy story. Shrek’ appearance is ogre and awkward but he is so kind man. He wants everyone to know himself. Donkey understands his kindness. I thought that we shouldn’t judge appearance and if we have a weak man, we should seek his good points.&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this movie. I want a kind woman such as Shrek, interesting woman such as Donkey and beautiful woman with mind and body such as Fiona. (516words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei2term08/7144mr1.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-5560916785882983971?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5560916785882983971/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=5560916785882983971' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5560916785882983971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5560916785882983971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/movie-revie.html' title='MR2-1 Shrek'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1580582417316877765</id><published>2008-10-01T10:15:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:23:00.164+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10pun ha 10bun'/><title type='text'>In the morning</title><content type='html'>Today, I got up at 8. I overslept. I always get up at6:30. Yesterday I got to bed at midnight so I couldn't get up early. My class starts at9. I supposed to be late for school. But I could come to school just 9.Today it is so fine day. I'm happy. I hate rainny days because I have to bring umbrella. If typoon comes to my town, I sleep for a long time. Now I want to sleep again. (81words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1580582417316877765?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1580582417316877765/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1580582417316877765' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1580582417316877765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1580582417316877765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-morning.html' title='In the morning'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-921122077446920544</id><published>2008-09-29T17:24:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:19:52.885+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Trip to Kamigoto</title><content type='html'>September 14 to 16, I traveled with my club members. We went to Kamigoto. &lt;br /&gt;The first day, to take a ferry on 8am, we had to go to school at 3. So I slept only an hour. I was very tired in the morning. We went to Nagasaki by bus. We enjoyed in bus. Some people sang many songs. It took about 3 hours. At 13, we could reach cottage. On entering the cottage, I lay the room. I felt like spending much time to reach. I was very happy. As we had enough time, we went to the sea. I was going to swim but sea was very beautiful so eventually I swam with keeping my clothes. It was cold a little bit but I felt comfortable. In the evening, my seniors made dinner Yakiniku don for us. It was very delicious. I had never eaten the dish. I want to eat it again. In the night, we drank a little bit. I am still weak on drink. I hate beer. I went to bed early.&lt;br /&gt; On the second day, I waked up at noon. We went to the sea again. It was so beautiful. I swam the sea with swimwear. Depth of the sea of the day had been higher than that day before. After swimming, it was very cold. I felt like being cold but not. In the evening, we ate curry which it was retort. After that, it was held Kimodameshi. I hate horror. It was so surprised Kimodameshi. I decided never to participate in Kimodameshi. In the night, drinking started. I drank so much that I felt very bad. But I made feel happy. Everyone enjoyed very much and talking loudly so I couldn’t sleepy well. Eventually I went to bed at 4. &lt;br /&gt; The third day, it was final day. We started cleaning in the morning. We left there at 10. We got a ferry again about 3 hours. First time we played card but I was tired so I slept for a long time. After 3 hours, we reached at Sasebo in Nagasaki. We had enough time to come to bus so we went to buy lunch. We could buy Sasebo burger. We came back to bus and ate the burger. It was not so big but it’s very delicious. It took about 3 hours to reach Kumamoto. I had been slept at the bus. But in the bus, a trouble happened!!!!!!!! The bus driver dozed!!!!! We were very amazed!!!!!!! Waking up him, we talked loudly and sing songs. But he didn’t still wake up completely so we took some rest at interchange. We were very angry for him. Somehow we could get to school. After dismissal, I hang out with Shiori and Pu. We went to Donki to buy his desk. In the night, we went to the restaurant of Taiwan. We went there at the first time. It was very delicious and cheep. &lt;br /&gt; These 3 days it was very deep day for me. This trip is the best memory on summer vacation. I want to go there with same members again. I was aware of liking my club. Each person is very kind to me and funny. So I want to be kind to them as they do for me. I had a good time with them. (555words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-921122077446920544?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/921122077446920544/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=921122077446920544' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/921122077446920544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/921122077446920544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/kamigoto.html' title='Trip to Kamigoto'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-3878565620892439509</id><published>2008-09-24T09:50:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:10:46.434+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10pun ha 10bun'/><title type='text'>Sudden Invitation</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I drank with circle member. It started 11pm. I was sleepy a little bit so I didn't want to go out. They inviting me so strong, I decided to go there. It was very fan to talk with them. I made happy. I want to hang out with them again and again. After that, we went to karaoke. We sang till 6am. I was very tired.(67words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-3878565620892439509?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3878565620892439509/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=3878565620892439509' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3878565620892439509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3878565620892439509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/09/sudden-invitation.html' title='Sudden Invitation'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-5504942613822084041</id><published>2008-08-29T01:16:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:20:14.140+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Nishikido Ryo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mo4oooDzE84&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mo4oooDzE84&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On August 26th and 27th, I went to Granmesse Kumamoto to work. That day, the concert of Kanjyani∞ was held. I expected to have been able to see them a bit too. But I couldn’t see them. I like Nishikido Ryo way too much for a long time. I sold T-shits, penlights, round fans, clear files posters and so on. The fans were very unique. Some wore showy costumes. The fans bought a lot of goods. Some spend on 30,000yen. The fans were very young as junior high school students. I thought they had a lot of wallets their parents, grandfather and mother. I enjoyed selling. I had watching the fans during selling. The concert seemed to be interesting. I wonder I went there. It was busy except for concert. I had much rest time. So I was never tired at all. Rather I was excited. I want to work again. If I can work again, I want to both work and go to the concert. Absolutely I want to see then!!!!! Thanks to the concert, I’m absurd in Johnnys. Someday I watch their PV on PC. They are so cool!!! I have to see reality ;) But I’m until summer vacation. (203words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-5504942613822084041?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5504942613822084041/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=5504942613822084041' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5504942613822084041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5504942613822084041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/nishikido-ryo.html' title='Nishikido Ryo'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-9167392059589953307</id><published>2008-08-15T20:37:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:20:34.454+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>I worked in Kurea</title><content type='html'>August 14th and 15th, I worked part time in Kurea. The work was a receptionist of a lottery. Its work was not so hard but we had to have standing so I was very tired. I could get along with the worker. And accidentally she and I was same high school. We weren’t same grade but we talked about our high school days. I enjoyed talking a lot. And another worker who looks like my mother has two children, who were same high school with us. I thought the world was small. We enjoyed talking so much that we were careful for an employee a little bit. We were laugh very much. Thanks to that, time was very fast for me. Finally the work felt easy for me not tired. After finishing, I thought I wanted to work with them again. But I want to the work is easy. I want to get the money early!!!!!! (156words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-9167392059589953307?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/9167392059589953307/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=9167392059589953307' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/9167392059589953307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/9167392059589953307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-worked-in-kurea.html' title='I worked in Kurea'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-6275731470109087538</id><published>2008-08-13T21:35:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:20:48.479+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Sleepy Day...</title><content type='html'>Today is very sleepy for me. In the morning, when I slept, my friend who lives in Fukuoka now came to my house. I was waked up on her call. She came here by car and her boyfriend was also. I met him at first time. She is very interesting girl but sometime she takes strange attitude lol. So I asked him why he keeps company with her. But he didn’t answer at laugh. Anyway I was very happy because I could meet them. After they went back, I went to bed again. In the afternoon, I was waked up because of call. I didn’t feel good a little bit. After finishing call, I went to bed again. At last I waked up at 2. I slept for a long time today. In the evening, I went to sports club. I run 50minutes and I wet very much! Next I swam for 1 km in the pool. I was very tired but I felt better because recently I stayed home. I ate too much so I got weight very much. I was shocked. I decided not to eat desert. I must lose weight until summer vacation. I wish I were a beautiful woman…(;o;) (203words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-6275731470109087538?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6275731470109087538/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=6275731470109087538' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6275731470109087538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6275731470109087538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/sleepy-day.html' title='Sleepy Day...'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-5661129665267372023</id><published>2008-08-12T19:14:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:21:05.702+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>My Reacentness</title><content type='html'>Recently, I am very free. Every day I stay home and watch TV take a nap and so on. Now I have no work so I am free regardless of day and night. But I don’t want to go out expect my plan. I miss because my friends had gone to New Zealand. I want them to go back to Japan soon. By the way to day is also free for me. I got up at 2 o’clock. And I watched TV for a long time. I wish I had been somewhere. Tomorrow I want to go out. I have to go to bed early!!!!!! (105words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-5661129665267372023?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/5661129665267372023/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=5661129665267372023' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5661129665267372023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/5661129665267372023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-reacentness.html' title='My Reacentness'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-662130605517824648</id><published>2008-08-12T02:31:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:21:33.301+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>20 Years Old☆彡</title><content type='html'>On August 7th, it’s my birthday. I became to be 20 year old. I’m adult. On becoming 7th, a lot of friends sent birthday mail for me. I was very happy. I thought everyone didn’t remember. That day I hang out with my seniors. They congratulated on my birthday. I was very happy. From now on, I want to take adult attitude. I want to become wonderful woman. I do my best. During summer vacation, I want to do what I can do every day. Anyway I want to lose weight until summer vacation season. For that reason, I go to sports club. I can go there any time but I don’t go there. This year I want to spend good time. ( 122words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-662130605517824648?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/662130605517824648/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=662130605517824648' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/662130605517824648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/662130605517824648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/20-years-old.html' title='20 Years Old☆彡'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1485793899151888636</id><published>2008-08-03T23:20:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:22:17.090+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Koizora</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NePlZ5i4dOM&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NePlZ5i4dOM&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Koizora. This movie has been so popular among teenager since last year. Now it’s very famous movie. The movie is pure love but end is too sad. Koizora moved me to tears. Haruma Miura played in role Hiro. His appearance is bad such like gold hair but his content is very kind. He falls in love Mika. Mika is pure girl. Yui Aragaki played in role her. Hiro is her first love. They are good couple. They love each other. When they were the first year in high school, Mika got pregnant. They decided to bear but baby died before bearing. They were very sorrowful. They decided to come to grave on Christmas when baby died. To make the matters worse, after a few months, Hiro said Mika to part suddenly. She didn’t want to part. But Hiro came to brave each year. She could have new boyfriend You but she couldn’t forget Hiro. Later she knew why Hiro said to part. He had become to be cancer. He parted Mika because he didn’t want to see her sad face. Mika parted You. She met Hiro and they spent last time Hiro was alive. Hero died for a few months. Mika was very sad. She knew that Hiro had thought Mika for a long time after parting them. I respect Hiro’s thought for Mika. This story is nonfiction. I want to love someone such like Hiro. This movie let a lot of people move. I am also one of one. I recommend Koizora. Please watch it at least once. (261words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1485793899151888636?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1485793899151888636/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1485793899151888636' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1485793899151888636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1485793899151888636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/koizora.html' title='Koizora'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1184292706380441246</id><published>2008-08-03T21:42:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:22:41.174+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>★Nanndomo★</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/drvJriOhq_k&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/drvJriOhq_k&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I listen to this song Nandomo again and again. The singer is Aoyama Teruma. I like this song. I recommend for someone who love someone. Regardless of broken heat it’s positive song. I sympathize with this song and give courage. When I love someone, I think him all the time (=u=) But I think everyone also does that. I wonder good man appear in front of me…haha. Any way this song is very good. Please listen to this song. (80words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1184292706380441246?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1184292706380441246/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1184292706380441246' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1184292706380441246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1184292706380441246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/nanndomo.html' title='★Nanndomo★'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-468017004248631404</id><published>2008-08-02T23:31:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:22:57.351+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>Hello!! What’s going on? Summer vacation had begun. I had waiting for a long time. I’m very happy. But some of my friends had gone to foreign country to study abroad. I miss them a little bit (+-+) But they study English, I also do my best this summer. At first I want to blog for free time. I want to finish assignment early. Second I want to improve my English. I’m weak on vocabulary. I want to remember vocabulary in some English assignment every week. I want to hang out with my friends as well as study. I want to go sea, summer festival and so on. But I have no plan yet. Ah--------I want to go there with my boy friend if I have him…;) lol And my birth day will come soon. On August seventh, I’ll be 20 years old. It’s so first to come next year. I don’t want to be 20. I want to be teen ager forever. On August 7th, I enjoy very much!!!!!!! I’m looking forward the day. Before that I have to lose weight. Better luck next time! I go to pool. After summer vacation, I want to normal figure I do my best. Someone who is free! Let’s hang out with me★（213words）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-468017004248631404?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/468017004248631404/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=468017004248631404' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/468017004248631404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/468017004248631404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer Vacation'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-938437070102665070</id><published>2008-08-01T16:49:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:23:15.557+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily2'/><title type='text'>Hnayoridanngo Final</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/40uyQsBwbyE&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/40uyQsBwbyE&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung out with my friends. We went to Kurea to watch the movie. We watched Hanayoridango. I was looking forward to watching it. Before watching, we went shopping. I bought two clothes. In the afternoon, we watched the movie. It was very interesting. Doumyouji was so cool!!! I fell in love him. I want to keep company with such like him! I think its cool man to love one girl. Tukushi who Mao Inoue plays in role was very strong both body and soul. She is said “Tukushi” of weed. They love each other. On the way, she annoys that they keep company. I recommend this movie. I want to watch it again. When we finished watching, we felt happy and we want to marry. We encourage each other lol. I enjoyed very much. I want to hang out with them again. Summer vacation is sooooooo good☆彡(150words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-938437070102665070?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/938437070102665070/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=938437070102665070' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/938437070102665070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/938437070102665070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/08/hnayoridanngo-final.html' title='Hnayoridanngo Final'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-477711228997318322</id><published>2008-07-15T00:50:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:35:30.380+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Watching Movies</title><content type='html'>July 13th I was very free in all day. So I watched movies. I have three movies of Hurry potter. I decided to watch all regardless of term of exam. I watched it with Japanese subtitle. Each movie was very interesting. I became to like Hurry again. In the evening I worked part-time until at10. Coming back to my house, I watched a movie that I have watched that day with English subtitle. I felt different from first and second while I listened to English. I want to reprove my listening to English with movies. So when I’m free, I want to watch movies actively. I heard that movies are good to useful way to reprove listening. Listening is my weak point as much as speaking. Until next year, I want to change to my English. My goal is get TOEIC more than 600points. Today, I watched a movie of PURSUIT of HAPPYNESS. I was very impression. I thought love of parents was stronger any other things. Main character father and his son are really parent and child. The child was very pretty. I respect the father. I want to be such him as is doing his best. Each of watching movie lets me think various things. Watching movie is that kill two birds with one stone. I can make interested movie and listen to English. When I watch same movie third times, I’ll watch without subtitle. I want to try how I can understand English. During summer vacation, I want to watch a lot of movies at least third a week. （262words）　&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;★total1000８words★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-477711228997318322?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/477711228997318322/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=477711228997318322' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/477711228997318322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/477711228997318322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/watching-movies.html' title='Watching Movies'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-9106356392623293757</id><published>2008-07-12T22:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:58:55.959+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>I Respect her and I want to be like her!!!</title><content type='html'>Today, I went to Washington school. I attended a class and I heard a lecture by Ms Emi. She passed exam of ANA and JAL ways. She passed two exams. I met her at first when I went to freshman camp at KGU last year. At that time, I was a freshman and she was a three grade. And we had same dream. She and I wanted to be a cabin attendant. She was very kind and I respected her. She was very shining. Today such her held a lecture. She seemed never to be outstanding clever. But she made effort outstanding to pass exam. For example she practiced smile and studied English every day. I respected her very much. I had been told the teacher to make effort every day. I recognized that someone who makes effort every day can get pass. I spoke to her and asked various things. She answered my question kindly. I thought I wanted to be like her. What I become a cabin attendant is not a dream but goal. I could confirm this. I want to improve me a lot. I will take this exam last year so by then I want to make effort every day. (204words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-9106356392623293757?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/9106356392623293757/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=9106356392623293757' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/9106356392623293757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/9106356392623293757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-respect-her-and-i-want-to-be-like-her.html' title='I Respect her and I want to be like her!!!'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-273333001164610096</id><published>2008-07-10T16:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:00:30.620+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Exam Starts</title><content type='html'>Now, we started many exams. Today I took two exams. I couldn’t get unit of other culture. I was very shock but I didn’t study it well last year. So I decided to study hard but I didn’t so much. In the morning, I studied it very hard with my friends. I regretted what I started studying was too late. I barely finished exam. Every exam, I left only just regret. I know I have to study but I don’t…I hate like me. Summer vacation will come soon. I want to hang out. Is there someone who studies with me? (100words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-273333001164610096?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/273333001164610096/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=273333001164610096' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/273333001164610096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/273333001164610096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/exam-starts.html' title='Exam Starts'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-6925485474086232467</id><published>2008-07-10T16:27:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:29:30.589+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>My tour plan</title><content type='html'>I planed Koren tour with my friends. We are going to spend 4days in Korea. We are going to Korea because we can go there cheep, from Korea to Japan not so far and we want to eat traditional dinner of Korea. We are going to get up at 8am. We will have eat miso soup and rice for breakfast. We will drive to the Aso Kumamoto airport at 10am. We’ll get airport at11. We will board plane and eat sandwich on the plane. We are going to Korea.at12pm. We’ll go to the Korean National Hotel. We'll leave our luggage there.&lt;br /&gt;We’ll arrive in Soul at 1pm. In soul, we’ll start right away sightseeing. At first, we’ll go to Nandai gate at 3pm. Then we’ll go shopping until 6pm. We’ll check in at the Korean National Hotel. At 7pm, we will reach hotel. We’ll have reimen for the dinner at 8pm.We’ll take in a shower between 9pm and 10pm. We'll spend total money 40000yen. And we’ll go to bed around 11pm. I want to go Korean someday.(177words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-6925485474086232467?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6925485474086232467/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=6925485474086232467' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6925485474086232467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6925485474086232467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-tour-plan.html' title='My tour plan'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1130822959761268639</id><published>2008-07-10T15:35:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:26:26.961+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>MY Goal</title><content type='html'>July 5th, I entered Washington language school to come true my dream. That day was hold entrance ceremony. So I have to study very hard. I want to be cabin attendant since I was a child. My friend became a cabin attendant. She also had wanted to be a cabin attendant. So I was very glad for her pass. She will work at Osaka on September. I cheer up her. And she cheers me. So I do my best every day. I decided to do five things. First, I use upstairs at school not elevator. It’s build up my strength. Second, I read newspaper every morning. Especially, I read top page. Third, I wash my dishes every after meal. Forth, I do 2 units of power words. Last, I practice smile 10minutes in the morning. I learned how to train smile. I do my best these five things. My teacher told someone who can do natural things is passing the exam. When I interviewed with principal, he asked me which to be a cabin attendant is my dream or my goal. I couldn’t understand well. But it means that to be cabin attendant is not my dream but goal. What I become a cabin attendant is my goal. His words changed me. From July, I also go to English conversation and class of TOEIC. So summer vacation I want to study English and get high score. I take a class of airline. I don’t know at all but after a year, I want to be wonderful woman!!!!(257words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1130822959761268639?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1130822959761268639/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1130822959761268639' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1130822959761268639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1130822959761268639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-goal.html' title='MY Goal'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-4590257708090368983</id><published>2008-07-08T22:04:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:17:19.274+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Book Review1-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SHiuBwA70CI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZSM0XQC5oOg/s1600-h/ara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222115113028014114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SHiuBwA70CI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZSM0XQC5oOg/s400/ara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read a book ALADDIN and His Magical Lamp. There was once a lazy boy named Aladdin. His dad, who had to run the family business alone, died of worry. His mother was in despair. One day, Aladdin was messing around as usual when a man came up to him. He is Aladdin’s uncle Abanazar. Aladdin didn’t know he had an uncle. Next day, Abanazar took Aladdin on a long walk out of the city. After that, Abanzar lit a fire, threw some powder on it and said some strange words. Aladddin was astonished because his uncle could do magic. Aladdin went through four rooms of gold, into a garden of fruit trees. The fruit sparked like pieces of glass. Aladdin was trapped. It was cold, dark and very spooky. Suddenly, a huge man rose up in front of him. He was the genie of the ring. He said what he can do for Aladdin. Aladdin shouted to get him out of there. In a flash, he found himself outside on the grass. He rushed home to tell his mother what happened. They realized that Abanazar can’t be his uncle. His mother had a lamp giant genie of the lamp. Early one morning, there was a command from the Sultan. Princess Badr-al-Budur would go to the public baths so everyone had to stay at home. Aladdin wondered what the fuss was about. He hid at the baths so he could see the princess for himself. The only female face he’d seen before was his mother’s. But she was very beautiful. He was in love with the Sultan’s daughter. His mother decided to go to palace to take him jewels as a gift .The Sultan lived in a grand palace. She went there any times but she couldn’t even see him. Finally, Sultan spoke to her and took jewels. She told him to want Aladdin to marry the princess. He whispered something in Sultan’s ear, he allowed to marry in three months’ time. Two months later, Aladdin’s mother was in the city. She heard that princess to marry vizier’s son that day. She went back home and told that for his son. He was very upset until he remembered the genie of the lamp. He ordered to disturb the couple that very night. Before sunrise, the genie returned her and vizier’s son to their room. He ended the marriage in front of the Sultan. Abanzar decided to return for Aladdin. He ordered the genie of the lamp to take princess to the middle of the desert. Aladdin returned from a hunting to find a group of soldiers and no palace. He promised to find her with Sultan. Aladdin clasped his hands together in despair and the genie of the ring appeared. He ordered to take him to her. He let her to put some poison in Abanazar’s wine. In the dinner after one sip, he died. But they still weren’t safe. Abanzar had an evil brother and he wanted to revenge. He dressed up as Fatima, a holy woman. He was close to her. He had to think fast something. Aladdin asked Fatima to heal his headache. As the evil brother came to closer, Aladdin grabbed his dagger and killed him. With no more evil men to brother them, Aladdin and Badr were safe. In time, Aladdin became Sultan and his mother became a grandmother. They left lamp and ring in a drawer. So the genies may still be there today. It was very interesting for me. I have watched the movie many times so I know this story but book’s story was differ from the movie. So I want you to read this book. Maybe, someone who read this book, feel something strange. I became to like Aladdin more. He is very cool and interesting. I think I want to be princess only one time. I want to live such her and be loved someone. I want to read it again. (662words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-4590257708090368983?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4590257708090368983/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=4590257708090368983' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4590257708090368983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4590257708090368983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/book-review1-10.html' title='Book Review1-10'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SHiuBwA70CI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZSM0XQC5oOg/s72-c/ara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-3945371208127944732</id><published>2008-07-03T15:51:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:17:19.515+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Book Review1-9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SG3b8pytGsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZhPpKNGzyRI/s1600-h/080703_155032-775273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219069378249431746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SG3b8pytGsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZhPpKNGzyRI/s400/080703_155032-775273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read a book ESCAPE. It’s easy to read for me. A main character is Brown. He is innocent but he must be in prison for five years. All he does is read by police. A police man came to his room and he gave breakfast for Brown every day. He hates Brown because he is a thief. Brown shouted what he is innocent but police doesn’t believe it. So Brown plotted for escaping from prison. He left prison the next day. Such every morning, a police came to his room but he wasn’t seen there. He was climbing on the ceiling. During police was panic, he escaped. Brown was high the guards, he runs and jumps on the roof. At last he got over the big wall around the prison. He was free but police search for him. Brown thought there was a ditch so he went to forest. Police searched him at prison by light in the night. Brown run and run. Suddenly he heard a dog’ bark. The dogs were looking for Brown. He hid in pond. He could barely hide. Brown was very tired and he wanted to sleep soon. On the way to walking, he found the man, who was homeless and had a bicycle. He decided to steal his bicycle. A man was chasing Brown, but he couldn’t catch him. Unfortunately, he broke the bicycle because of traffic accident. The bicycle didn’t work well. He was looking for place somewhere to sleep. And he found ranch that there were a lot of cows. He slept snoring on the straw. In the morning, the famer owner came there and gave food for cows. Brown went out ranch. He stole a piece of cloth because he wore strip. The house woman noticed him. She shouted and he run away. Next, Brown arrived at the airport. To take on a plane, he had to climb high fence. He tried to climb the fence but it was electric fence so he couldn’t climb it. He climbed a tree near fence so he could get over it. There were a lot of boxes. He hid in a box. Then, some people came to run toward a box. They were police, homeless and farmers. He was caught again. Brown looked out of his window for a long time. Brown saw something move. It was a mole. That mole’s making a tunnel. He got an idea for a mole. I recommend this book. It’s interesting for me. And I want to know whether he can escape. I think its pity to be caught innocent man. I wish he escape from prison. Pictures of this book were very cute. I read it again. (451words)total8345words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-3945371208127944732?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3945371208127944732/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=3945371208127944732' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3945371208127944732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3945371208127944732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_4964.html' title='Book Review1-9'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SG3b8pytGsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZhPpKNGzyRI/s72-c/080703_155032-775273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-4586384044631310573</id><published>2008-07-03T01:29:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T01:29:40.991+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Black Hair</title><content type='html'>June 26th, I had my hair cut and colored black. I have never had my hair black, so I felt very strange myself. I want to be Yamatonadeshiko but I’m not at all. Next day, everyone watched me and they surprised. They thought I have job hunting but I’m not 3rd grade. The reason black hair is only vaguely. Usually summer come, someone become blight color hair, so I decided black. After soon color, I don’t like because it’s too black. I was seen to be very dark but now considerably it was clam. I have no plan to color my hair for a long time. (106words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-4586384044631310573?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4586384044631310573/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=4586384044631310573' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4586384044631310573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4586384044631310573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/black-hair.html' title='Black Hair'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-9138904664898890896</id><published>2008-07-03T01:04:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:17:19.994+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Book Review1-8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SGun7bHiJfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pDQ2Fgjt1_s/s1600-h/080703_010523-765616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SGun7bHiJfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pDQ2Fgjt1_s/s400/080703_010523-765616.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218449232572327410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a book The Fifteenth Character. Main character is Sally Brown. She works at Happy Hills at her holiday because there are lots of exciting things to do. She is a student and she wants to be a teacher. The workers at Happy Hills arrive in the morning. They all clean green trousers and yellow shirts. They must smile a lot and be nice to all the visitors. Every morning, Mr. Parry puts a list of Job for Today in the worker's canteen. The visitors call him Ken, but the workers call him Mr. Parry. Maybe, the workers don't like him so much. Today sally arrives at Happy Hills at eight o'clock. Today' her job is Connie Cat. She is wrong because nobody likes wearing the costumes. But at Happy Hills the characters are very important. The visitors like to take photos of their children with Cowboy Joe, Charlie, baby Blue Eyes Photo Phil, Big John, Connie Cat, Big Apple, Miss Flower, Edward Elephant and all their friends. Edward Elephant has the best job. He has a bag of water under his costume. He can spray the visitors with water. And Photo Phil and Charlie Clown make everybody laugh. But Connie Cat cannot do that. She can only say miaow to the children all day. Today, Zapp who is a singer come there. Sally loves listening to his songs and she has all his CDs. There is a picture of him in her room too. He came there by Zapp-o-copter. He takes a CD out if his pocket. It’s his new song. The TV man asked him to sing his new song but he doesn’t sing. Zapp is having a wonderful day. Sally meets Zapp and she is very excited. She and William go to the canteen for their break. Then, a lot of people come into canteen. Zapp’s CD is stolen. So all worker search the CD. The police come too. The visitors have to leave there. Sally waits quietly with other workers. She looks at Mr. Parry’s Job for Today list. She notices certainly things. There are twenty nine names on the list. Fifteen people are helpers; fourteen people are characters and wear costumes. But there are fifteen characters there. She read the list. Charlie isn’t on the list but is there. Mr. Parry let character take off their heads. Charlie Clown is a woman. And she has Zapp’s CD. This book is easy to read for me. I want to read it again. (417words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-9138904664898890896?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/9138904664898890896/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=9138904664898890896' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/9138904664898890896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/9138904664898890896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/book-review1-8.html' title='Book Review1-8'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SGun7bHiJfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/pDQ2Fgjt1_s/s72-c/080703_010523-765616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7204611641395246775</id><published>2008-07-02T09:50:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T01:10:36.737+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf"&lt;br /&gt;quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always"&lt;br /&gt;wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars=&lt;br /&gt;"valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/TomeiWed/[yuki.7144]"&lt;br /&gt;pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7204611641395246775?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7204611641395246775/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7204611641395246775' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7204611641395246775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7204611641395246775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1895380980755277451</id><published>2008-07-01T22:14:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:14:50.053+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typing'/><title type='text'>Summer vacation plan</title><content type='html'>I have no plan for summer vacation. But I 'm going to Kagoshima with club member. And I go to gym to be on a diet. I want to lose weight very much. I want to go to summer festival, Tamana, Yamaga and so. I like Sea so I want to go there with my friends. But I have to not only hang out but also study English. In summer I go to Washington foreign language school. I major in airline. To come true my dream, I must study hard. I want to spend full time. I don’t want to regret in my life.（10４words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1895380980755277451?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1895380980755277451/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1895380980755277451' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1895380980755277451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1895380980755277451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-vacation-plan.html' title='Summer vacation plan'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8271225910878833488</id><published>2008-07-01T21:55:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:55:44.446+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typing'/><title type='text'>what I think about blogging</title><content type='html'>I think blogging is too good for us who major in English. Every day we have to use English and write in English. I think we grow a little. Also we can do various things, for example we can use Word Excel and so on. Before blogging, I can't write in English first, but now I can do it a little bit first. I think its need work for us as to major in English. But we don't have time so much only to blog. There are a lot of assignments. I want to lose my assignment a little bit.(100words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8271225910878833488?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8271225910878833488/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8271225910878833488' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8271225910878833488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8271225910878833488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-i-think-about-blogging.html' title='what I think about blogging'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7502070054194353220</id><published>2008-07-01T17:44:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:44:55.224+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typing'/><title type='text'>All about my Keitai</title><content type='html'>My keitai has a lot of information. My keitai has not only my personal information but also friends of mine's e-mail adress.　So I can't lose my keitai. And it's very useful for me. I often use my keitai to get information, for example my friend's blog, mixi, various homepage. Sometime I watch TV using my keitai. I like wansegu very much. I also take a lot of pictures. When I send e-mail, I attach deco emoji. It's very cute,so it increase their dates in my keitai. When I go to bed, I listen to music by my keitai. I like japanese pop songs, I have it a lot. when I get up, I set alarm by my keitai. I listen to comfortable music in the morning. If I forget to have keitai at school, I 'm very worry. I think I am a little keitai dependence. I really really need Keitai eveeryday.(161words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7502070054194353220?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7502070054194353220/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7502070054194353220' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7502070054194353220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7502070054194353220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-about-my-keitai.html' title='All about my Keitai'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8006344389072242167</id><published>2008-07-01T16:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T16:47:17.673+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essay'/><title type='text'>Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I introduce a movie The Last of the Mohicans. I watched it at first in class of American literary history. This story is background that French and Indian war that French army involve Indian when America had been colony of England in 1757. These main characters are seven people Chingachgook Uncas Nathaniel Cora Alice Magua and Duncan. Chingachgook is a man who is Mohican’s leader and he is sad‘the last of the Mohicans’. Uncas is a man who is Chingachgook’s son. Nathaniel is a white man but he has a spirit of Mohicans. He becomes American symbol. Cora is English woman. Alice is also English woman and she is Alice’s young sister. Magua is Huron Indian and he is a symbol of devil. Duncan is a British solder and he denies proposing to Cola but finally he becomes a good man. This movie is centered on Nahtaniel. Cora and Alice go to Heyward to meet their father Munro but on the way going, they were attacked by Huron Indian. Practically their England army is extinct. This time, Chingachgook Uncas and Nathaniel come across this struggle. They helped Alice and Cora. They sent Alice and Cora to fort William Henry and Nathaniel falls in love with Cora. The fort is surrounded by French soon Munro resolves to surrender them. However, they are ambushed by Hurons led by Magua himself. All of the soldiers except Duncan are quickly killed. He, Cora and Alice are rescued by Nathaniel and his companions, who have been tracking the war band. Magua prepares to shoot Cora, but Nathaniel distracts him. With the rest of his men dead, Magua flees into the forest. Magua have strong grudge that his family was killed by Munro so he plots to kill not only Munro but also Alice and Cora. The two women are helped them again. Magua and solders follow them soon the women are caught as to prisoners. Nathaniel and the companions help them. Finally, they are free but Duncan dies at the stake instead of Alice. And Uncas is killed by Magua and he is killed by Chingachgook. So he and Nathaniel were the last of the Mohicans. This story was very difficult for me but it’s very interesting. So I recommend this movie for you. But I don’t recommend for someone who doesn’t like grotesque. On the way to struggle, it’s scary a little bit. I would like to watch the movie again.(407words)  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8006344389072242167?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8006344389072242167/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8006344389072242167' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8006344389072242167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8006344389072242167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-review.html' title='Movie Review'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1085603426111252826</id><published>2008-06-25T12:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T12:14:41.929+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typing'/><title type='text'>Using computer, good points and bad points</title><content type='html'>Using compute, we can get a lot of information. It’s very good point for us. And using computer, we can edit various things. We can even hand in our assignments with computer. In society need someone who can use computer. So it's important for us to be good at using computers. Bad point is that information may use bad way. Recently, I think that personal information don't protect so hardly. Society come that we have to protect our information. We should teach personal information rashly and we can get the more good society. We have to use computer more carefully.(100words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1085603426111252826?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1085603426111252826/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1085603426111252826' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1085603426111252826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1085603426111252826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/using-computer-good-points-and-bad.html' title='Using computer, good points and bad points'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-239878313501918508</id><published>2008-06-25T11:31:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:39:57.551+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Busy day...</title><content type='html'>Today June 24th, it was&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt; very busy&lt;/span&gt; for me. At first, I took a first period. I'm usually good at get up early in the morning but recently was not. Every day I have to get up at&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6 thirty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but today I got up at 7 o'clock. You may think its good, but not for me. It's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;important for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thirty minutes in the morning. I prepared for school hastily. And in the afternoon, I took a class for playing volley ball. I like this class because I enjoy playing volley ball very much. I sweated all over. At that time, I was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;very very tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!! And I have to be interview for studying abroad in the evening. So I practiced it with my senior. She had studied abroad and taken interview. I respect to her. As a result, I could be interviewed so so. I wish I had practiced very hard. In finishing interview, I took English conversation class. My friends didn’t take it today, so I was alone&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(；n；)&lt;/span&gt; But I like this class so I didn’t care. After that, I was interview for part-time job with my friends. We could adopt suddenly. It took about an hour. At last I could go back home. It was about &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;nine&lt;/span&gt;. I was very tired and hungry. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;In the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I went to bed at 10pm without taking a bath. I wish tomorrow is free…But my daily is written a lot of schedules. I have to test for studying abroad again. I have to work part-time. I have to do assignments. I realized that sophomore is the busiest in grade. But I must do that now. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summer vacation will come soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt; I want to hang out a lot!! Wow------------------!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help me--------------------- (≧∩≦）ノ!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;(304words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-239878313501918508?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/239878313501918508/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=239878313501918508' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/239878313501918508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/239878313501918508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-day.html' title='Busy day...'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-764873952860904873</id><published>2008-06-25T10:30:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:12:40.735+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presentation'/><title type='text'>Self Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" width="300" height="52" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" flashvars="valid_sample_rate=true&amp;amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/TomeiWed/yuki 7144.mp3"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-764873952860904873?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/764873952860904873/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=764873952860904873' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/764873952860904873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/764873952860904873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_25.html' title='Self Introduction'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1401609656053051564</id><published>2008-06-22T00:01:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:01:39.133+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>My Recently...</title><content type='html'>I think that I must do my best every day. But I don’t do my best recantly. In University, I have a lot of time so I can do various things. I have to study hard but I don’t so much. I hate such mine（;o;）Until graduate from University, I want to get various Official approvals such as Eiken, TOEIC, Secretary official approval and so on. For coming true my dream, I want to do that I can. At first, I have to lose weight…And I start to study a little bit. And I want to be alive with smile.(103words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1401609656053051564?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1401609656053051564/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1401609656053051564' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1401609656053051564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1401609656053051564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-recently.html' title='My Recently...'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-3131961278624007274</id><published>2008-06-21T23:30:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:43:37.701+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Oh my goodness...</title><content type='html'>June 21st, I have&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;certain promise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;that I exercise with my friends at 10pm. But I got up at&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 pm…..&lt;/span&gt;Wow&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;)’o’(!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; The time I promised had passed. I was very sorry for my friends. For that reason I had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no plan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today. So I ate many many &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweets&lt;/span&gt;☆彡 and I went to part-time job. My working restaurant is campaigning. Until 22nd, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;all beer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;soft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; drink is 100 yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So I thought today was very busy but not so busy than I supposed to be. I thought that because of rain, the guests might not have come. It was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;very hard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;rain &lt;/span&gt;today.Thanks to be free, I finished working.&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I wish that it’s fine day tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;119words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-3131961278624007274?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3131961278624007274/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=3131961278624007274' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3131961278624007274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3131961278624007274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-my-goodness.html' title='Oh my goodness...'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8957186494578004961</id><published>2008-06-20T23:22:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:17:20.891+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Book Review1-6 Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SFu9rQZDxXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CTxO6qy2tOo/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SFu9rQZDxXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CTxO6qy2tOo/s400/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213969544443577714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Love Story by Erich Segal is one of the most famous books written and features in just about every book lovers list of favorites. The story primarily revolves around two central characters from two contrastingly different financial backgrounds. One was the hero himself Oliver Barret or ollie hailing from the extremely rich Barret family and upon whom fate had without his consent dumped the great expectations which came as part and parcel of being a Barret descendant. On the other end is Jenny who hails from a mediocre family and whose passion in life is music and whose aim is to learn music.Contrasingly their relationship with their respective father's is also extremely different. Jenny is extremely attached to her father where as Mr. Oliver Barret often looks upon his father with contempt and refuses to either take his advice or his help in any matter. When these two people, existing in two different universes meet each other it starts of one of the greatest love stories of our times. They fall in love and get married even though they have to struggle to make ends meet initially .But with Oliver's education completed and a good job achieved their financial woes begin to ease out and the only thing missing in their seemingly perfect lives is a baby. But with no positive results investigations deliver the most devastating news this couple could imagine. Jenny is diagnosed with cancer and the predictions are grim, giving her only a few more days to live. It is in this time of trauma that Oliver looks to his father for financial help to carry out the treatment, but before he could come Jenny had already breathed her last at the tender age of 24 with millions of dreams unrealized. The emotions portrayed in the book are so real and so raw that it makes one connect to the characters almost instantaneously. Though both the Barret finally connect with one another on an emotional level ones mind cannot help but stray to the memories of jenny whose candle of life had been snuffed out so abruptly. (351wards)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8957186494578004961?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8957186494578004961/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8957186494578004961' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8957186494578004961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8957186494578004961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-story.html' title='Book Review1-6 Love Story'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SFu9rQZDxXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CTxO6qy2tOo/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7635001548466054251</id><published>2008-06-19T15:21:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:47:32.393+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>HY concert</title><content type='html'>June 9th, I went to Kumamoto national hall. And in there, HY’ concert was held. I was looking forward to seeing them so much!!!!!!!!! I like there songs. For example, ‘Anata’ ‘NAO’‘Y＆I’and so on. The moment they showed up, I was very very exited. There songs were very good impression for me. It was very wonderful to listen to naked songs better than CD. Each song I listened so carefully. It took about three hours. After concert, I resolved to go to their concert again. I love HY more and more. Especially, I liked Nakasone zumi. Each her song knows girl's heart. After the day, I listen to their songs often. The day came to be one of the best days in my life.(126words)tatal5322wards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7635001548466054251?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7635001548466054251/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7635001548466054251' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7635001548466054251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7635001548466054251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/hy-concert.html' title='HY 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-6742507821509295246</id><published>2008-06-18T10:04:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:17:25.562+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SFhfEaA9wGI/AAAAAAAAADw/w2qMOPL4_HQ/s1600-h/080615_225358-757580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SFhfEaA9wGI/AAAAAAAAADw/w2qMOPL4_HQ/s320/080615_225358-757580.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213021097988833378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SFhfEwH8StI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oqMm-OxxEnM/s1600-h/080610_212711-758569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SFhfEwH8StI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oqMm-OxxEnM/s320/080610_212711-758569.jpg"  border="0" alt="" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-6742507821509295246?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6742507821509295246/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=6742507821509295246' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6742507821509295246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6742507821509295246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Self Introduction'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SFhfEaA9wGI/AAAAAAAAADw/w2qMOPL4_HQ/s72-c/080615_225358-757580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-3369871651276950557</id><published>2008-06-16T18:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:26:03.101+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typing'/><title type='text'>My favorite Movies</title><content type='html'>My favorite movie is Pirates of the Caribbean. It was very fan. i watched it at movie theater. And I have two DVDs so I　often watch them. And I like Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom. Both of them are very cool and make me happy. I like movies such as adventure and fairy story. So I also like Harry Potter and of course I have the DVDs. It's very interesting for me so to study English, I watch without caption. It is very hard but I listen to it carefully. I want to understand movies English. I'm interested in movies so If there are interesting movies, please inform me. (112words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-3369871651276950557?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3369871651276950557/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=3369871651276950557' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3369871651276950557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3369871651276950557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-favorite-movies.html' title='My favorite Movies'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-9085609627731739732</id><published>2008-06-16T17:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T17:44:05.539+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essay'/><title type='text'>2028 Introduction Myself</title><content type='html'>In 2008, I am a 30 years old. And I marry a man who is very kind, interesting, reliable and love me so much. And we have two children. We live in friendship. In my holiday, I want to go to zee with my family. Now I’m not good at cooking but when I am a 30, I think I can cook so so. I want my family to eat my dishes with delicious.&lt;br /&gt; I am a cabin attendant that I want to be it when I am a child. So I often go to various abroad countries to work. I want to be a good English speaker and international person. I have a lot of friends who are not only Japanese but also American, New Zealand, Korean and so on. &lt;br /&gt; If I am rich a little bit, I want to build house in America to be second house. There are a lot of big sky, mountain and river. I take a long vacation and I want to go there with my family. I also want to go shopping there. In there, we enjoy and relax very much. I often want to hold party with friends there.&lt;br /&gt; Now after 10 years, I think I am worry about my fat proportion every day…. So I must be on a diet since now. &lt;br /&gt;When I am a 30 years old, I think I am very happy and good health.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get along with my family for a long time. And I want to be vivid woman. (256words)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-9085609627731739732?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/9085609627731739732/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=9085609627731739732' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/9085609627731739732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/9085609627731739732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/2028-introduction-myself.html' title='2028 Introduction Myself'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-336272882050201362</id><published>2008-06-02T16:32:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T16:39:30.314+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essay'/><title type='text'>My worst day in my life</title><content type='html'>My worst day in my life is the day when&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my leg was broken!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last year, I went to Shinkou with my friends to see sea. So we took by car in the night. During we walked, the incident happened. We couldn’t watch around us because it was &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;very dark&lt;/span&gt;, so I sprained. My left ankle hurt way too much. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The next day,&lt;/span&gt; I went to see a doctor to see my ankle. And I was told that my left ankle was broken. I have never broken since I was born. So it was very shocked for me. Not to break bones was my proud. So I had to put an ankle in a cast and go on crutches. I was very ashamed to put it in a cast so I stripped cast after two days. The doctor told me that I had to go to see my ankle once a week but I didn’t go there. I supposed to recover my ankle because I could walk such as usually. Since I didn’t go to see a doctor, I don’t hurt ankle. I couldn’t bend left ankle certain direction but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was not so problem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I reflected on myself not to see a doctor. I resolved on going to see a doctor if I hurt and become sick and so on. I learned that&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the sooner we do there, the sooner we can cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I want to break my bones by no means. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The most important things is to be health always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;252wards)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-336272882050201362?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/336272882050201362/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=336272882050201362' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/336272882050201362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/336272882050201362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-worst-day-in-my-life.html' title='My worst day in my life'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8796765987711140099</id><published>2008-05-29T00:50:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:17:26.235+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Teikoku Yakiniku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SD2AlRQGbWI/AAAAAAAAADM/MLIg4W7cL8g/s1600-h/DVC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205458122084609378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SD2AlRQGbWI/AAAAAAAAADM/MLIg4W7cL8g/s400/DVC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SD2AlhQGbXI/AAAAAAAAADU/_MxFrG2QPzY/s1600-h/DVC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205458126379576690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SD2AlhQGbXI/AAAAAAAAADU/_MxFrG2QPzY/s400/DVC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday May 28th, I attended an English conversation class. It was very&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for me to study it. After that, I went to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Teikoku Yakiniku&lt;/span&gt; near school with Natuki. I have never been there. I have part-time job at Yakiniku so I’m good on meat a little bit. This restaurant is very clean and calm. Meats were decollated beautifully. Tongue was made such as rose. It was very delicious!!!” Eating dinner, we ordered ice cream. It was sprinkle soybean flour and black honey that I love!! I liked this taste. As a whole I prefer Painhill to Teikoku. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What’s Painhill?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is restaurant where I work. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please come on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;☆彡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;I service deeply for you. It was very awesome for me. If you go to Yakiniku, please invite me. (130wards)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8796765987711140099?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8796765987711140099/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8796765987711140099' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8796765987711140099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8796765987711140099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/teikoku-yakiniku.html' title='Teikoku Yakiniku'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SD2AlRQGbWI/AAAAAAAAADM/MLIg4W7cL8g/s72-c/DVC00003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7353917115844480510</id><published>2008-05-28T11:15:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:17:42.981+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typing'/><title type='text'>Foreign Country</title><content type='html'>I have never been to foreign country. So I want to foreign country some day. Now I study English a little bit because I want to study abroad for about a year. I want to go to Montana State University because there is numerous sightseeing and nature this state. My friends Kyoko goes to certain University at Montana. She is a good English speaker. I want to speak English such a native speaker. And I want to work in foreign country in the future. (84wards)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7353917115844480510?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7353917115844480510/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7353917115844480510' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7353917115844480510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7353917115844480510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-have-never-been-to-foreign-country.html' title='Foreign Country'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-6401534723981471096</id><published>2008-05-26T21:20:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:07:25.257+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typing'/><title type='text'>My other classes</title><content type='html'>I attend a class for Spanish. It is difficult for me to understand. So I didn't earn three units of Spanish. Except Spanish I attend Chinese class. I like to pronounce Chinese. There are a lot of Chinese pronunciations. Pronounce of only A is four it. I can't understand each pronounces but I think I am a good at speaker well. I'm very very awesome to study foreign languages. But I like English so I want to study English deeply. (80wards)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-6401534723981471096?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6401534723981471096/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=6401534723981471096' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6401534723981471096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6401534723981471096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-other-classes.html' title='My other classes'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7555892449783152308</id><published>2008-05-26T20:09:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:17:27.772+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>High-Class Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SDqh0xQGbRI/AAAAAAAAACk/JoS7-hEL2ZI/s1600-h/sa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204650247326166290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SDqh0xQGbRI/AAAAAAAAACk/JoS7-hEL2ZI/s400/sa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 25th, I went to KKR hotel with my relatives. And we ate &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chinese full-course dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. This hotel was very calmly and elegant. I was tense for nothing. I ate &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;abalone&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fukahire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;foie gras,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Peking duck&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and so on. We talked a lot of things. I was asked about that I do in the future. It was very delicious but I annoyed a little bit because waiter was very late to bring each dish. And it was high class for me. I have never eaten these kind of dishes. That dinner’s cost was six southlands yen per head. I think &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can’t eat them again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. (105wards) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7555892449783152308?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7555892449783152308/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7555892449783152308' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7555892449783152308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7555892449783152308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/high-class-dinner.html' title='High-Class Dinner'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SDqh0xQGbRI/AAAAAAAAACk/JoS7-hEL2ZI/s72-c/sa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1467193538144424316</id><published>2008-05-22T18:57:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:23:35.353+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Shinkan</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Welcome party for 1st grade was held at Matuya. A lot of people who belong to each club came there. At first, I did reception no sooner came all of guests than started party. And 1st grade stood stage and they introduced their selves. Only boys had to do performance Ippatugei!!!!! Their figure that they let the guests laugh hard desperately was very very cute. We second grades dealt out beer and juice to each guest. We didn’t eat dinner that time so we were very hungry. But I felt good because guest seemed to be happy. Finishing the party, we cleaned the room quickly and we started to drink. I enjoyed way too much. I talked fourth grades who I love a lot. Basically I like senior so I was very awesome. All of their opinions were very adult I respect them. And I want to be such as them. I want to hang out with them again. Baba-i★(160wards)total4177wards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1467193538144424316?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1467193538144424316/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1467193538144424316' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1467193538144424316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1467193538144424316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/shinkan.html' title='Shinkan'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-3192932725687869327</id><published>2008-05-20T17:22:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:17:46.695+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essay'/><title type='text'>My memorable day in my life</title><content type='html'>　A memorable day in my life is to have belonged to volley ball club. I belonged to it since I was a junior high school student for six years. Every day I practiced it in school. The day when we were scolded by our teacher is my remember day because I hate to be scolded. But I usually liked a teacher. When we played the game, our junior gave talisman to win the game to us. Even though we looked to lose the game, we never give up winning the game. I though that I became to be patient. This time I could get a lot of friends. And we are all good friends even now. In my high school days, I also belonged to volley ball club. It was different from learning how to practice in junior high school and high school. Level was high more in high school than junior high school. At first, I surprised very much but I could grow more. I like to serve a ball. So I practiced play volley ball in the morning. I love playing volley ball. I suppose that I belonged to volley ball club was change me. If I didn’t play it, I think I couldn’t make a lot of friends, I like to exercise and I was fine every day. Like that volley ball change me. Now I play soft volley ball once a week and I attend a class for volley ball at University. In the future, I want to connect volley ball something. And I want my children to play volley ball.(265wards)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-3192932725687869327?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3192932725687869327/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=3192932725687869327' title='2 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3192932725687869327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3192932725687869327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-memorable-day-in-my-life.html' title='My memorable day in my life'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1078772480064039674</id><published>2008-05-19T01:48:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:17:34.761+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Day Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-: 0ptfont-family:'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック';font-size:12;"  &gt;May 17th, I walked from KGU to &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Ezu&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Lake&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; with Sanpo club. We walk three times a year. During walking we talked and we could get friendly more. It took about an hour and we ate lunch together. Eating lunch, we play catching ball. I’m good at throw a ball. So I enjoyed very much. Some people rode boats. Every time, some people fly on the bridge, but this year don’t have this event. I wanted to watch it. After getting school, I was very tired. I don’t exercise every day so I supposed to have to exercise. We will be muscle pain tomorrow. (104 wards)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1078772480064039674?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1078772480064039674/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1078772480064039674' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1078772480064039674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1078772480064039674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-hike.html' title='Day Hike'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8041446935327713827</id><published>2008-05-16T21:22:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:22:09.491+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wei'/><title type='text'>Blog post's question</title><content type='html'>1. Is your sidebar organized and have your visited all of your classmates' blogs at least once? If not, explain why, if so, give your impression.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I organized my sidebar. I haven't visited all of my classmate’s blogs. But I visited my friends' blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you labeled all your book reviews and essays?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have. All of my book review and essay have lavel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Does your blog include pictures and/or videos?&lt;br /&gt;No, it’s not. I have written only a book review with a picture.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t understand how to put video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your best post?&lt;br /&gt;My best post is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_8588.html"&gt;http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_8588.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Because my mother was very laugh out loud. And she was very pleased. So I like this daily. Please read it once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your best book review?&lt;br /&gt;My best book review is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/book-review1-5.html"&gt;http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/book-review1-5.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I like book of suspense. This story was easy to read. And I like title “LOVE or MONEY”. If I have to choose love or money, I will choose love. Because I think no love is any interesting. But I need a little money…★ミ;D★&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are the good points and bad points about this writing class?&lt;br /&gt;The good point is that I can touch English more than past. And I became to be fast a bit to type gradually.&lt;br /&gt;The bad point is that I often have to face a computer. My eye is very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. (2nd year students only) Have you done all your typing homework assignments? What do you think of these assignments?&lt;br /&gt;No, I haven’t. I did only 6 typing homework yet. I’m tired because, each time I have to make sentence. But I think it’s very important for us to do our homework so I do my best.(302wards)3648wards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8041446935327713827?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8041446935327713827/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8041446935327713827' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8041446935327713827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8041446935327713827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-posts-question.html' title='Blog post&apos;s question'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-3910132477224794952</id><published>2008-05-16T19:06:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:16:52.622+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typing'/><title type='text'>My hobbies</title><content type='html'>My hobby is to play sports. For instance I like to play volley ball. I had belonged to volley ball club for six years since I was a junior high school student. I think I prefer outdoor to indoor. I also like to making and eating sweets. Whenever there is a event such a Christmas valentine birthday, I often make a sweet. I'm good at making cookies. But I fail to make sweet at times.(75wards)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-3910132477224794952?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/3910132477224794952/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=3910132477224794952' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3910132477224794952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/3910132477224794952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-hobbies.html' title='My hobbies'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-4071360300914369230</id><published>2008-05-16T18:46:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:16:27.822+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typing'/><title type='text'>Food and eating habits</title><content type='html'>My eating habits are not so good because I eat way too much each breakfast, lunch and dinner. I like to eat. But to eat too much is very wrong for my health and I got weigh since high school. So I want to lose weight. Every day I 'm on a diet. But I can't stop to eat sweet. Every time I defer to sweet. I have to excise.(70wards)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-4071360300914369230?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4071360300914369230/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=4071360300914369230' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4071360300914369230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4071360300914369230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/food-and-eating-habits.html' title='Food and eating habits'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1126722367136435734</id><published>2008-05-16T18:04:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:17:27.926+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Book Review1-5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SC1OuqRMs4I/AAAAAAAAACM/smsEoCOLzys/s1600-h/love+or+money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200899708210164610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SC1OuqRMs4I/AAAAAAAAACM/smsEoCOLzys/s400/love+or+money.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book’s title is Love or Money. On a Saturday Molly Clarkson was celebrating her 50th birthday. All her relatives had come. Diane, Jackie and Roger were her children and her brother Albert. They were all used to asking Molly for money, except Jackie, who still lived with her mother. But she refused saying that no one would get money any more from her. They were quite upset and angry. The next morning Roger was woken up by a cry from his mother’s room. When he got there he saw Diane coming out, who had just found her mother dead. The police came quickly to the scene and started their investigation. Detective Inspector Walsh and Sergeant Foster did the questioning. Albert, Jackie, Roger Diana told that each detail in turn. The detectives also interviewed Peter Hobbs, the neighbor. He told them that Jackie had asked him to say that he wanted to kill Molly. He did not want to say who the young girl in the picture was. The police went back to the Clarkson’s house and Inspector Walsh said he knew who murdered Molly Clarkson. His theory was as follows. Jackie had wanted Peter Hobbs to come to the house. Peter had gotten a letter from Molly and was very angry about it. He said he wanted to kill her and Jackie had wanted everyone to hear that. Jackie was arrested and taken to the police station. （238wards） &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1126722367136435734?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1126722367136435734/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1126722367136435734' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1126722367136435734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1126722367136435734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/book-review1-5.html' title='Book Review1-5'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SC1OuqRMs4I/AAAAAAAAACM/smsEoCOLzys/s72-c/love+or+money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-1987949419248147241</id><published>2008-05-16T13:01:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:17:28.106+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Yakiniku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SC1IQKRMs3I/AAAAAAAAACE/EpaMXqYs0L4/s1600-h/080422_213450-770720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200892587154387826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SC1IQKRMs3I/AAAAAAAAACE/EpaMXqYs0L4/s400/080422_213450-770720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the restaurant where we can eat as much as I want only 2000 yen with my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shiori&lt;/span&gt;. We often go to restaurant. We love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Korian&lt;/span&gt; BBQ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yakiniku&lt;/span&gt;. So we decided to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Edoichi&lt;/span&gt;. There is much kind of meats. I ate meats way too much. We were full. I couldn't eat more than I supposed to be. After that, we talked about each secret. It was very fan to me.(75wards)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-1987949419248147241?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/1987949419248147241/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=1987949419248147241' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1987949419248147241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/1987949419248147241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/yakiniku.html' title='Yakiniku'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SC1IQKRMs3I/AAAAAAAAACE/EpaMXqYs0L4/s72-c/080422_213450-770720.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8962287208980658077</id><published>2008-05-14T22:55:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:17:28.289+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>My Mother's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SCsI-KRMs0I/AAAAAAAAABs/oJM6yEkFpms/s1600-h/ke-ki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200260058730771266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SCsI-KRMs0I/AAAAAAAAABs/oJM6yEkFpms/s400/ke-ki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my mother’s birth day. My mother became 53 years old. But she thought she was 53 years old when she was 52 years old. She laughed out loud her self when she noticed that. Recently, I’m scolded by my mother because I played way too much. So I brought a birthday cake with my apology. It was a short cake of snow white. But when my mother came home, she had another birthday cake. She got a birthday cake to her company worker. When I came home, there were two cakes. And they were same cake because we brought it in same cake shop near my house. I didn’t suppose to be at all. It was very delicious. So we have to eat a lot of cake. And my mother looks very happy and smile. I ‘m glad to see her smile. I’m on a diet… I do my best,,,,tomorrow!!!(152wards)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8962287208980658077?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8962287208980658077/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8962287208980658077' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8962287208980658077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8962287208980658077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_8588.html' title='My Mother&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SCsI-KRMs0I/AAAAAAAAABs/oJM6yEkFpms/s72-c/ke-ki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-8160790134499226963</id><published>2008-05-14T16:17:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:17:28.571+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Book Review1-4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SCrod6RMsxI/AAAAAAAAABU/JbvTO8B-r9c/s1600-h/rail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200224320307901202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SCrod6RMsxI/AAAAAAAAABU/JbvTO8B-r9c/s400/rail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a story of three children, Roberta, Phyllis, and Peter, who live in a respectable suburban villa with a wonderful mother and father and a cook and servants, until one day great disgrace and poverty befalls them. Father is taken away to prison (but they do not know this at first), and they have to move to a poor cottage in the country near a railway line. Mother writes stories to earn what little they live on and they get used to being poor and have to learn not to steal coal from the railway station, even if they have so little to keep warm by. Sometimes they argue and have crises, as one does, but in time they make many new friends, and amusing adventures aplenty happen near the railway and the canal. They develop the habit of waving to the train as it goes past and sometimes the people in the coaches wave back. Their friendly habits makes them one special friend in particular, who although he mostly just goes by in the train, eventually gets to know them, and helps them out in various ways. And somehow all the good things that they do add up together and end up coming back to them, and there is happy ending to it all. (222wards)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-8160790134499226963?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/8160790134499226963/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=8160790134499226963' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8160790134499226963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/8160790134499226963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_14.html' title='Book Review1-4'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5_Xi_coQbo/SCrod6RMsxI/AAAAAAAAABU/JbvTO8B-r9c/s72-c/rail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-734176330963282242</id><published>2008-05-14T15:07:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:15:27.049+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Book Review1-3</title><content type='html'>The book title is The Big Picture.Ken Harada is a main character in this book and his job was taking photos for newspaper. His boss called Ken and his boss told Ken to go to the Tokyo Garden Hotel to take Takahanada and his new girlfriend’s pictures. When Ken went to the hotel, many photographers came to the hotel to take some pictures of Takahanada and his girlfriends. Ken got the hotel, but Ken was very hungry, so Ken went to a coffee shop near the hotel, and then Ken found them!!! Ken took their pictures, but on the way to home, Ken was aimed a man who has a gun. The reason why a man aimed Ken was that a man wants the films that he took. Ken called the police and put the film in the locker at the Tokyo Station. Ken ran away, but unknown men caught Ken. Finally, he went to the police and these men were arrested. (163wards)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-734176330963282242?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/734176330963282242/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=734176330963282242' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/734176330963282242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/734176330963282242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/book-review1-3.html' title='Book Review1-3'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-7686405731780369463</id><published>2008-05-07T11:36:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:14:33.998+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>May 5th, I went to Marinoa in fukuoka and Tosu in Saga with my friend Yuko. We met at the traffic center at seven in the morning. We took a bus tour there. We had three hours of shopping each both in Marioa and Tosu because we did not want to waste time. We started shopping from Marioa. We bought expensive clothes cheaper than they are supposed to be. There are a lot of shops both stores. I had been looking forward to going there. I bought about 15 clothes. Besides clothes, I spent a lot of money on other things. For instance, I bought necklace and a pair of shoes. We got lunch to go instead of eating there so that we could have time to shop more. We bought French fries and crapes with gratin in it. It was delicious. We slept on the bus all the way thorough there. It was not very comfortable. We got back to the traffic center about seven in the evening. We went to eat Korean BBQ (Yakiniku) for dinner. It was very good and we liked it. We ordered food way too much that we could not finish eating. We had so much fun shopping there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-7686405731780369463?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/7686405731780369463/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=7686405731780369463' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7686405731780369463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/7686405731780369463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-4700104149903463124</id><published>2008-05-02T12:37:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:14:16.208+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essay'/><title type='text'>My favorite animals</title><content type='html'>My favorite animals are dogs. There are five dogs in my house. My mother is trimmer for pets. I have had dogs since I was a little child. So it is natural for me to be dogs in my house. Dogs are very cute and friendly. So every day I stoke their heads and they please. They like to catch balls in their mouse. I throw a ball then all of five dogs ran for ball. I like to watch their appearance. They always do their best. When I came home, my dogs meet me at front door. Also when visitor comes at my house, they do same things. They heal everyone someone who comes to my house. When I was a pupil, I was bitten my face by my dogs. I cried a lot. Then I hate my dog. There is the scar yet in my face. But after all I came to like dogs. When my mother makes their dinner in the evening, they began to bark at her. I think they want to eat dinner early! And they finished eating dinner a few minutes. They often trick all over my house. When nobody is in house, they destroy things like tissue and newspaper at table. What I hate the most is to be eaten my sweets. My mother always tells me that someone who puts things at table is wrong. All things considered, I love dogs! So I also want to have dogs in the future. And I want to live in friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-4700104149903463124?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/4700104149903463124/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=4700104149903463124' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4700104149903463124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/4700104149903463124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-favorite-animals.html' title='My favorite animals'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-6384474527961943304</id><published>2008-04-30T09:30:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:13:48.500+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Ganbanyoku</title><content type='html'>April 20th, I went to rock bath Ganbanyoku in Kurea with my friends. It was first time to go there. I often hear that Ganbanyoku is lose weight. I ‘m on a diet every day…haha I want to lose weight! But I don’t change at all. So I was looking forward to going there. At first, I washed my face. The soap was very comfortable to me. My face came to be clean. Second, we went to rock room. The room was full of fog. We lay in rock. The more I lay there, the more I sweat!!!! Basically I’m easy to sweat early so I sweat a lot. Finally I took a shower. Ganbanyoku made me feel very refreshed. I want to go there again. After finishing Ganbanyoku, we bought many clothes. It was a fine day to me. I thought I did my best to be on a diet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-6384474527961943304?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/6384474527961943304/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=6384474527961943304' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6384474527961943304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/6384474527961943304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/04/ganbanyoku.html' title='Ganbanyoku'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-318306649770818405</id><published>2008-04-23T11:50:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:13:27.776+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Lunch, Diner, Dinner!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This day, I ate too much because I went to three restaurants!! First, I went to Joyfull with my friend Shiori for sweets time. I ate ice cream. She had part-time job and I went to restaurant, where we work part-time, together with her. Because this day I have no part-time job, I decided to eat broiled meat Yakiniku with my senior Ayaka. We work in Yakiniku. She worked same restaurant once. Yakiniku was very delicious and we talked very much. I was full and felt happy. Shiori gave good service. Drink was free. After Shiori finished working, she brought my lost things. And we talked too much and went to Yakiniku restaurant again. But because I was full I ate just a little. I decided to eat too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-318306649770818405?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/318306649770818405/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=318306649770818405' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/318306649770818405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/318306649770818405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-18th.html' title='Lunch, Diner, Dinner!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4727687713661280603.post-777094034133865006</id><published>2008-04-23T10:36:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T10:13:09.849+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='typing'/><title type='text'>Golden Week Plans</title><content type='html'>I work part-time job during Golden week. I work part-time as a clerk in Yakiniku. I have no plans except part-time. I 'm going to go shopping in Tosu and Marinoa with my friends. But I want to study English and do my home work if I 'm free. But I have to clean my room because it's duty in my room. I'm scold by my mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4727687713661280603-777094034133865006?l=yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/feeds/777094034133865006/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4727687713661280603&amp;postID=777094034133865006' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/777094034133865006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4727687713661280603/posts/default/777094034133865006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yukipii-yuki.blogspot.com/2008/04/golden-week-plan.html' title='Golden Week Plans'/><author><name>yukipii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17253421666745416402</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
