<?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-12276211</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:53:42.078+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Shizuka's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-113827208075902387</id><published>2006-01-26T19:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T19:41:20.800+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you teachers♡</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What a fool me…..  Forgive me…  Today I couldn’t go to the last class.  I am so sorry for Adam and classmates.  This year was very hard for me.  I felt uneasy about new alone life and university first.  From the beginning I was surprised at the amount of HW, it was also difficult for me to understand what foreign teachers saying.  Through the year I learned a lot of things from Adam and Scott.  It was very fresh and interesting because their class I had this year was quite different from what I did at junior high and high school.  Things I learned from Adam and Scott must be important for my university life and later.  They are very friendly and kind.  I love them so much&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; Thank you so much, Adam and Scott.  Bye, Shizuka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;･*:..｡♡*ﾟ¨ﾟﾟ･*:..｡♡*ﾟ¨ﾟﾟ･*:..｡♡*ﾟ¨ﾟ･*:..｡♡*ﾟ¨ﾟﾟ･*:..｡♡*ﾟ¨ﾟﾟ･&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-113827208075902387?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113827208075902387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113827208075902387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113827208075902387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113827208075902387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2006/01/thank-you-teachers.html' title='Thank you teachers♡'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-113819387223636884</id><published>2006-01-25T21:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T21:57:52.273+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana-mikoshi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Last week Yoshiko gane us presentation about her home town. I was so impressed with festivals of her home town. That was so beautiful and vivid. In &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/1032/1600/hana-1-34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/1032/200/hana-1-34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fact I love festivals very much♡ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In my hometown, mino city in Gifu prefecture, There is also such a beautiful and lively festival, which is named &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;゛hana-mikoshi =花みこし"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; In this festival, we carry a large numbers of portable shrine(みこし) which decorated like cherry blossom tree. These are so heavy, but everyone carry them actively adn enjoy. This festival is not only for adults, but for children. Children carry smaller and lighter one. I also have joined before I enter preschool. The day is coming soon!! In April, when cherry trees are in full bloom, this festival is held. I can't wait!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/1032/1600/hana-4-33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/1032/200/hana-4-33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-113819387223636884?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113819387223636884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113819387223636884' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113819387223636884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113819387223636884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2006/01/hana-mikoshi.html' title='Hana-mikoshi'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-113810425592419217</id><published>2006-01-24T21:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T02:08:27.153+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yesterday I gave you presentation about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gambling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in Scott’s class. The reason why I chose that topic is really easy because I like $gambling$ such as pachinko and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mahjong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; I haven’t bet money to mahjong, just play with my friends. Therefore it might not be gambling but game. Since I came to Osaka, my friend taught me how to play mahjong. As I knew how deep and fun mahjong is, I came to be fascinated with mahjong. I think that Mahjong needs much concentration and great insight in playing mahjong. In my class, I know that Yuri, Ling Fang, and Itsumi also can play mahjong. I’m really looking forward to playing Mahjong with them some day. If someone can play mahjong, let’s play together!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-113810425592419217?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113810425592419217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113810425592419217' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113810425592419217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113810425592419217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2006/01/mahjong_24.html' title='Mahjong'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-113445548119726893</id><published>2005-12-13T15:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T15:31:21.216+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Men &amp; Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Can you guess which are better listeners, men or women?  Actually men and women have different physical feature, and they also have contrasting communication style.  Men and women can be said different types of listeners. &lt;br /&gt; Men can be identified as irresponsible listeners, while women can be thought to be eager listener.  They make different brief responses while listening.  Men rarely make them and use these indifferent and irresponsible tone words while listening such as “hum”, “he-“.  On the other hand women frequently ask detail about speaker’s talking.  Women like to listen to others’ private talk because they feel close relationship, when someone talks them his or her secrets, while men tend to talk less about private topic as closer friends.&lt;br /&gt; It can be found from how they remember what speaker said.  It is quite a few that men do not remember what speaker said.  Unlike men women remember it clearly and think it rude to forget what someone said.  It is extremely common that women happily remember the word that men admired them, while men forget even the fact that men said something to women, which makes a quarrel.  Similarly it is also usual that no matter how women talk men about their daily life event, after while men reply, “Really?”, even if that is what women talked about ten minutes ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-113445548119726893?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113445548119726893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113445548119726893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113445548119726893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113445548119726893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/12/men-women.html' title='Men &amp; Women'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-113401473854895041</id><published>2005-12-08T12:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T13:05:38.566+09:00</updated><title type='text'>$Million Dollars$</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In Adam's class, we studied "parallel structure".  I wrote a poem with using it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I got m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;illion dollars$, I would b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;uy a big new house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;million dollars$, I would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;buy 2 dogs, big one and cute one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I got mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;llion dollars$, I would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;go to Las Vegas and play casinos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; million dollars$, I would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;eat world's expensive foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;million dollars$, I would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;go esthetic salon and beauty salon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If I got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;million dollars$, I would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;buy as much as clothes as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If i got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;million dollars$, I might make contribution to disadvantaged children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;If you got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;million dollars$, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Money makes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;people crazy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-113401473854895041?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113401473854895041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113401473854895041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113401473854895041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113401473854895041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/12/million-dollars.html' title='$Million Dollars$'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-113251519515866172</id><published>2005-11-21T04:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T04:35:27.710+09:00</updated><title type='text'>HW　for Scott</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER SIZE ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;In this movie, I was astonished at American health problem, obesity, and think about our health. In Japan once our foods are mainly fish, rice, or vegetables, but now I think it is quite similar to American’s. We also have many amounts and variety of fast food, and often eat out there; therefore we have the problems like America. Today thanks to great invention we can get many kinds of nutrition from supplement or something like that. Is it a really good invention? I don’t think it’s sure. Some people eat what they want to eat and get only certain sort of nutrition because they can get the others which are necessary for our body. Is it a really appropriate meal? I think they should eat real foods and nutrition which is made by people and should not depend on science too much. Now we can eat richer meals and get abundant nutrition, but at the same tome we have more risky health problems than the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-113251519515866172?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113251519515866172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113251519515866172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113251519515866172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113251519515866172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/11/hwfor-scott.html' title='HW　for Scott'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-113226306030241819</id><published>2005-11-18T06:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T06:31:00.316+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon ash!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do you like &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;"Dragon Ash"&lt;/span&gt; ? They are sooooo coooool Japanese Hip-Hop artists.  I really love it&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To my surprise, my friend was offered a part time job which is a guard of Dragon Ash's LIVE.  So he can go to their concert for free and listen to their sounds though maybe he can not watch them.  Does it sound great????  I really envied him and asked to bring me toghter, but their concerts are so intense that that work is risky for girls.  So i can't.  I am so depressed.  I really want to go!! Actually I've never been to concert, so I hope that day comes.&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/12276211-113226306030241819?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113226306030241819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113226306030241819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113226306030241819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113226306030241819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/11/dragon-ash.html' title='Dragon ash!!'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-113209095919147274</id><published>2005-11-16T05:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T06:42:39.240+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Horror Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you like to listen to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;horror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; story?  I love to.  I have one weird story which I heard from my friend, which I have told it some of my classmates.  Do you know the story “the soup of turtles”?  That is a famous story which was made by the student at Harvard.  That is a kind of reasoning games and speakers can say only minimum explanation of situation and “yes”, “no”, or “I don’t know”.  If you get interested in this story, try it!  You can ask me or find this story on Internet, but you should try it with some friends because it is too hard to solve mystery by oneself.  If you also have interesting or horror story, please tell me!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-113209095919147274?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113209095919147274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113209095919147274' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113209095919147274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113209095919147274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/11/horror-story.html' title='Horror Story'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-113208718782016820</id><published>2005-11-16T05:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T05:41:12.960+09:00</updated><title type='text'>HW  -Intelligence-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2) Why is society interested in your intelligence and schooling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-As written in the text book, that is because society wants to measure our responsibility from our schooling. For the presidents of company who he wants to work his company is the person who he can trust because he entrusts important work and pays salaries for him, totally stranger. Therefore intelligence and schooling are one of effective way to know what the person is like since we can get much knowledge even about morals. I think it can go for the position of landlord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6) Why do some highly intelligent people fail to achieve their potential?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-That is because of satisfaction that they are highly intelligent persons. I think if those people notice themselves intelligence, they think themselves superior to others and great without any effort, therefore they come to fail to make effort. Even though one person has great intelligence or ability naturally, if they are satisfied with present situation and don’t make effort, they would not develop and that great ability come to be useless. The pride that one has high intelligence prevents the person from growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;8) What does being “street smart” mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-It means being able to accustomed to circumstance like human relations at school or work. Those people can be familiar with any kinds of person and liked everyone. In our society that ability is considered very important because it is one of strengths for office workers to be liked by boss and it might lead you career. This ability sounds great, but changing the point of view, such a person might seem to be all things to all men and afraid of doing or saying what they really think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-113208718782016820?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113208718782016820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113208718782016820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113208718782016820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113208718782016820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/11/hw-intelligence.html' title='HW  -Intelligence-'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-113198393611921095</id><published>2005-11-14T23:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T04:28:16.330+09:00</updated><title type='text'>TDL♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Last week I went to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tokyo Disney and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!                                            &lt;br /&gt;Since TDL has been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; season now, it was decorated so many Christmas trees and illuminations. How beautiful it was!! I had great and happy time there. I think Disney land is really the world of dream. Of course I took the Minnie’s ears, which were soooo cute! At night I enjoyed “electrical parade” and fire works which matched the illuminations of the castle of Cinderella. I felt the time I spent there passed so rapidly that I didn’t want to go home and stay more. I would love to go to Disneyland or sea again in spring vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/1032/1600/??????"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/1032/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/1032/1600/??????"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4823/1032/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-113198393611921095?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113198393611921095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113198393611921095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113198393611921095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113198393611921095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/11/tdl.html' title='TDL♪'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-113164259254425184</id><published>2005-11-11T01:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T02:09:52.563+09:00</updated><title type='text'>☆☆My Birthday☆☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today was my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;, NOV. 10th.  My classmates celebrated my birthday and gave me sweets.  And my high and junior high friends sent me birthday mails, and best friend sent me birthday present.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;At night my boyfriend also celebrated.  Even though I had already prepared for dinner, he did not come home.  After a long time he came back my home with roses, birthday cake which is my favorite one, strawberry tart, and champagne.  I was surprised because actually I did not expect such a nice surprise at all since he had no money.  We spent very pleasant time.  Today was indeed a happy birthday for me!!&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/12276211-113164259254425184?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113164259254425184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113164259254425184' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113164259254425184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113164259254425184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-birthday.html' title='☆☆My Birthday☆☆'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-113051739649015794</id><published>2005-10-29T01:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T01:38:10.723+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What are your Dreams?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Two weeks ago as some of you know I went to Tokyo!! THat is because　I was offered to be a make-up model, but not a show model just for a　test. My acquaintance who is about 25 wants to be a professional make-up artist. This is the test for being professional. She went to technical college in Shibuya which is administered by Kojima...(oh! I forgot.) He is very famous and often appears in magazines. Once he was in charge of Matsuda Seiko. She told to me that he is only person whom she can respect in her life and want to be an assistant of him. I think she is full of life and really enjoy herself. I really envy her!! I hope to find out things I devote myself like her. Do you have dreams like her??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-113051739649015794?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/113051739649015794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=113051739649015794' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113051739649015794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/113051739649015794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-are-your-dreams.html' title='What are your Dreams?'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-112949037724395975</id><published>2005-10-17T03:32:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T04:19:37.263+09:00</updated><title type='text'>"50 First Dates"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;People:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Main charcters are Henry and Lucy.  Henry is an animal doctor.  He dates a lot of women.  Lucy is a local girl.  She had a car accident and after that she only to keep short-time memory.  For her everyday is the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Point of view:&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; This story is mostly told by Henry and going through his action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Place:&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hawaii!!  The place they first met is local coffee shop.  A married couple who manage that coffee shop is very kind.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Picture: &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;For me most impressive scene is their dating scenes like aquarium, seaside, and so on.  All of these make me happy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Plot: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Henry and Lucy met in the coffee shop.  First Henry fell in love at a first sight with Lucy.  That day they got attracted each other and made promise that they would see there again tomorrow.  However next day strange thing happened.  Lucy did not remember what Henry is at all .  That was incredible!!  Since Henry want her to remember him, he always kept meeting her and everyday he speak to her in another way.  Thanks to his patience finally they went right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Premise: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Storength of love.  Love can overcome any hardship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Theme: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One man's miracle of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Confrict: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Of corse Lucy's disorder.  Even though they love each other deeply,  it prevent their relationship from succeeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Connection: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If I were Lucy, would someone who makes effort to keep my memory like Henry appear?  For Lucy to forget Henry is not sorrowful because she has no memory about him, while Henry is opposite.  It is very sad to be forgotten by the person who I love, therefor I think it is hard to keep loving that person.  &lt;/span&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/12276211-112949037724395975?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/112949037724395975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=112949037724395975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112949037724395975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112949037724395975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/10/50-first-dates.html' title='&quot;50 First Dates&quot;'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-112797029008259346</id><published>2005-09-29T13:19:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T01:41:21.903+09:00</updated><title type='text'>How to gather friends in JAPAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;In Japan among kids there is a unique way to gather friends who play together.&lt;br /&gt;Make a fist, point index finger, stuck it up in front of you, and cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Catch my finger if you want to play with me!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children who want to play with that boy grip his index finger and point his or her index finger like that boy. By next kid's pointing index finger like this many kids can join.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For example in a place where　there are many kids like a preschool children do not necessarily want to play the same play. In that case this way is very useful. One kid says, "Catch my finger if you want to play hide-and-seek.", and the other says, "Catch my finger if you want to play tag."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This way prevents children from quarreling about which game they play.&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/12276211-112797029008259346?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/112797029008259346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=112797029008259346' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112797029008259346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112797029008259346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-to-gather-friends-in-japan.html' title='How to gather friends in JAPAN'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-112728415113641229</id><published>2005-09-21T15:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T01:42:14.190+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott's homework</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is sorry that there have been serious race problems in America. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watching TV, we can see many rich black Americans. Therefor I thought that segregation was history of America and had nothing to do with today. I was surprised and shocked at these facts. I want to know these important things which we have to solve and hope the day everyone can live happily will come.&lt;/span&gt;&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/12276211-112728415113641229?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/112728415113641229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=112728415113641229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112728415113641229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112728415113641229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/09/scotts-homework.html' title='Scott&apos;s homework'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-112679604347638054</id><published>2005-09-15T23:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T23:54:05.170+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness Inventory</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;①How important is　money to your happiness?  What do you want to buy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Money can meet my desire: I want to eat delicious and expensive food, I want to travel all over the world, I want to beautiful with make-up, clothing, or expensive bag.  We have some burdens individually because of business, domestic problems, friendship, romantic relationship, and so on. It is important to relieve some of these burdens with money.  This makes me work hard again and for money to buy what I want I can do my best to earn money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;④ How does your family contribute to your happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Family receives what I am.  I think that is happiness.  Even if someone is best friend, maybe I hesitate to show her real me, for example selfish, anger, or greedy part of me.  If we do as our likes each other, our friendships may not do well.  On the other hand even if I have my own way, parents cherish me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;⑦What is your vision of a satisfying job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is surroundings and challenge.  Surroundings mean that I want reliable coworkers who ease my anxiety or stress. I will also ease their anxiety or stress if needed.  Surely the work place should be serious because work is hard and need perfect, but I need some funs.  That makes relationship much better.  Challenge means that I want an efficient boss who gives me challenging job and develop my ability.  As I learned with this textbook, I hope to be motivated by something which attracts me and makes me crazy about. &lt;/span&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/12276211-112679604347638054?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/112679604347638054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=112679604347638054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112679604347638054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112679604347638054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/09/happiness-inventory.html' title='Happiness Inventory'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-112669125055650597</id><published>2005-09-14T18:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:30:56.070+09:00</updated><title type='text'>☆Summer Vacation☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hi!! I came back to Osaka yesterday. My summer vacation in Gifu was soooo good. I had BBQ, went to karaoke, bowling, shopping ...and chatted with them about each university life for hours. This summer I did &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pachinko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for the first time!! My father brought me there because I had wanted to did pachinko for a long time. I went to pachinko twice during summer. I am &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LUCKY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; girl☆☆　　First I earned 35,000yen!! and next I earned 80,000!! It was sooooooo exciting. My father told me not to be crazy about it. Yes. I am a student; student should be crazy about study!! It is waste of time to Gamble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-112669125055650597?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/112669125055650597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=112669125055650597' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112669125055650597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112669125055650597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/09/summer-vacation.html' title='☆Summer Vacation☆'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-112178078489930552</id><published>2005-07-19T22:28:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:32:31.966+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tomorrow is my economics test. I am going to study from now. I am afraid that I can not get a good grade on the test. I think that Ayumi and Rami are also studying for the test now. Test is soooooooooo stressful and hard. I hate test!!!! But if I do tomorrow test, I have no test and summer vacation start!!!! How wonderful☆☆☆　　I will spend August in my hometown and do part-time job. I am looking forward to see my local friends. Maybe I will go to the Disney Land!! I can't wait for the day after tomorrow!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-112178078489930552?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/112178078489930552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=112178078489930552' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112178078489930552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112178078489930552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/07/tomorrow-is-my-economics-test_19.html' title=''/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-112169650378185577</id><published>2005-07-18T23:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:33:28.806+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Today I went to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Kaiyukan", you know that is aquarium in the Osaka bay, and there were fireworks today. I went there with yukata which I bougut the day before yesterday from noon. Today was sooooo hot that I sweat heavily and my hair style and makeup spoiled in spite that I took lots of time to prepare this morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;BUT!! Both aquarium and fireworks were soooo great!!! I had very good time enjoying beer and many foods while watching fireworks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;But there was so many people that it took much time to go home and I got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; tired so much. "GOOD NIGHT☆☆☆"&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/12276211-112169650378185577?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/112169650378185577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=112169650378185577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112169650378185577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112169650378185577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-i-went-to-kaiyukan-you-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-112160751304153181</id><published>2005-07-17T22:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:35:00.103+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today very surprising thing happened. In the afternoon my house's door bell rung. I wondered who. It was a postman, and what he brought for me was ............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;the TICKET of Real Madrid World Tour 2005 in Japan!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I won this ticket in draw. I have never watched real succor game, so I would love to watch this game. BUT as I wrote blog yesterday, I am so poor to go to watch this game in Tokyo. Sadly I decided to sell this ticket the soccer freak friends who is my local friend and now go to same school.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suprisingly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;when I called him and talked about it, he told me that he also won this ticket in Misudo!! We were so surprised, and I gave up selling and decided to give it to my friend in Tokyo.&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/12276211-112160751304153181?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/112160751304153181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=112160751304153181' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112160751304153181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112160751304153181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-very-surprising-thing-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-112152586939105233</id><published>2005-07-16T23:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:40:01.970+09:00</updated><title type='text'>How stupod I am!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Today I went to Shijyo in Kyoto with my friend to buy new &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yukata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Every times summer comes, I want to wear yukata. Yukata is so beautiful Japanese culture and I think many girls have same feelings like me. These days I was wondering which color is suitable with me and decided to choice white one. At the store I found very cute white one!! I tried it on&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and clerk recommended many cute goods which match to my yukata, so I bought YUKATA , two types OBI, GETA and cute FLOWER which I will wear in my hair without asking price. When I paid a bill, I was so surprised!!! The price was&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 41,370!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Maybe this price is ordinal for people, but I am a soooooo &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; girl. In the end I bought all of them because I had no guts to tell her to give up buying them. Yes. I know I am a soooo00000&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; girl&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/12276211-112152586939105233?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/112152586939105233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=112152586939105233' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112152586939105233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/112152586939105233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-stupod-i-am.html' title='How stupod I am!!!!'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-111781615627837062</id><published>2005-06-04T01:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:40:45.176+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Blurb of my experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One day in the last winter Shizuka was in the bus&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;color:#ff6666;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;which head for Nagoya by way of free ways for my entrance examination in Tokyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The bus&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff6666;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt; could not bring more persons if the seats were full, and had no reservation system because my hometown is so&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; countryside&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unfortunate thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got full people, but on one bus stop the group was waiting for a bus. The driver said that, “I’m sorry, but we can’t bring anymore.” The waiting man said to the driver angrily, “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We have to take the air plain on time!! Bring us, or &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never let this bus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;leave!!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can the bus&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff6666;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt; leave safely?&lt;br /&gt;Can Shizuka take the exam in time?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-111781615627837062?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/111781615627837062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=111781615627837062' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111781615627837062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111781615627837062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/06/blurb-of-my-experience.html' title='Blurb of my experience'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-111780626483146879</id><published>2005-06-03T22:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:40:25.313+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Today I played a game with Rami. That game is &lt;strong&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; g&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried her three times, and never defeated her. Today was also my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;loss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What a shame!!! I &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really really&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want to win!!!!!!! She must have&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a secret key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of Othello game.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend also has a masterly skill. Yesterday I was taught some secret keys by him, but I could not use it efficiently. This weekend I will be gave instruction of the secret key again!!&lt;br /&gt;Next time I ‘m sure to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;win&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;IF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If I was be beaten again, he will avenge me on Rami!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-111780626483146879?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/111780626483146879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=111780626483146879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111780626483146879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111780626483146879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/06/today-i-played-game-with-rami.html' title=''/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-111769487774843297</id><published>2005-06-02T15:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:39:43.516+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today in Adam's class we did "Reading Circle". Our group "JOCKEYs&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff9900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;" talked about&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; jobless young people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The article is about mother who has jobless son. To my surprise, this son is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He quit a job three years ago, now he has no job and lives with his mother. She is in great trouble with how she treats him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One adviser say to this mother she should not blame him and have no anxiety about his situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Is that appropriate??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I do&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; think so. We thought that he should live alone!! Mother must kick out him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In my house&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#66ffff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; when my brother quit his job in Hyougo and came back to our house, my faher told him to get up at six , wash the dishes after meal and find new job ASAP!!!! My father runs a small company, but he never give him jobs in his company. Thanks to father's severe behavior my brother found a new job soon and now continue it how hard it is. I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;father&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;.&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/12276211-111769487774843297?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/111769487774843297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=111769487774843297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111769487774843297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111769487774843297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/06/today-in-adams-class-we-did-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-111754518981686192</id><published>2005-05-31T21:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:39:24.626+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I love NANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yesterday I borrowed the comic book from TOMOKO. The name of that comic is&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"NANA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think many girls even in this class have read it. That is very misterious and a little sad story. Also today I discussed how this story will develope with some classmates. Since I have not read the comic book for a long time, now I really really want to read various comic books!!!!!! So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I go to&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"mangakissa"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right now!! Do you like "NANA"? Which character do you like?? I like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOBU&lt;/span&gt; very much(&gt;_&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ＹＹＹ&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/12276211-111754518981686192?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/111754518981686192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=111754518981686192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111754518981686192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111754518981686192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-love-nana.html' title='I love NANA'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-111703674489727657</id><published>2005-05-26T00:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:39:00.026+09:00</updated><title type='text'>To be an  good economist!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since yesteday I wake up an hour earlier and cook my lunch!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That is my storong determination!!!! I have to manage limited money, because i live alone now. Every time I ate schol lunch, i thought that "my money has gone!! And school lunch has many variety,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;　so i can not wait to eat them and sometimes eat too much. So it is also good to diet☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So everyone!!Let's take a lunch box to the school and eat lunch outside like a picnic♪　Isn't it merry??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;OH.....!!!! I have one thing that bother me!!! My rival is &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tiramisu&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; in the first cafeteria. It is sooooo dericious and say to me "pleas eat me!!!!!!!" Today I overcame its temptation(´A`;) It mekes me more fat. Summer is comming!!!! So i have to lose weight....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-111703674489727657?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/111703674489727657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=111703674489727657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111703674489727657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111703674489727657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/05/to-be-good-economist.html' title='To be an  good economist!!'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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-12276211.post-111659065081747537</id><published>2005-05-20T20:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T01:36:18.510+09:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG LONG time no see!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;time I list a blog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My hobby is seeing movies. Since I began to live alone, I have never seen the movie in the theater because I always have great dificulty managing limited money..... I only see the rental movies. One of my favorite is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Moulin-Roug"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt; Did you see it?? If you have never seen it, I want you to see it. In case you know the context of this story, I can not explain specifically. This is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;story but funny and have many familiar songs. Here I want someone who have seen this to help me!! I want to know the name of one song which is played in this movie. What I remember is a part of the words, that is "how wonderful life......♪" Sorry, i can't recall any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12276211-111659065081747537?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/111659065081747537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=111659065081747537' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111659065081747537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111659065081747537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/05/long-long-time-no-see.html' title='LONG LONG time no see!!!!!!'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12276211.post-111389082865681922</id><published>2005-04-19T14:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T15:07:08.656+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to  SHIZUKA's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WELCOME to &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SHIZUKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;fhmbvep&lt;/span&gt;&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/12276211-111389082865681922?l=frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/feeds/111389082865681922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12276211&amp;postID=111389082865681922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111389082865681922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12276211/posts/default/111389082865681922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frenchisyumiko.blogspot.com/2005/04/welcome-to-shizukas-blog.html' title='Welcome to  SHIZUKA&apos;s blog'/><author><name>shizuka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406642015194498612</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>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
