<?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-12112311</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:32:15.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kaburiooooo-re</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12112311.post-112113690857771106</id><published>2005-07-11T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T19:55:08.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good luck!</title><content type='html'>I was guided costomer of my part time job yesterday. Maybe he is still in late twenties and a office worker. He was worried about his love. He falls in love with a woman who is fellow of him, but she is going to quit the job tomorrow. But he dose not know her telephone number and her e-mail address yet. He inveited her to the movie ''War of The Worlds" once, but he was refused, because she had watched it already. He dose not know whether she has a boyfriend or not and he thought that she watched the movie with her boyfriend. He asked me how should he do and how do I think. I said him some opinion and advised him. After this, He became a little bright and feeled refureshed. So I became happy. I am looking forward to listening his result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-112113690857771106?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/112113690857771106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=112113690857771106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112113690857771106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112113690857771106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-luck.html' title='Good luck!'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-112082638184601814</id><published>2005-07-08T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T05:39:41.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TV drama</title><content type='html'>I watched TV drama "Ima aini yukimasu"( it means that I am going to meet you). Originally it was a movie. And from July 3rd, it became TV drama. I watched the movie last November so I have known the content of this story. But I watched it. The cast is all changed. The drama's hero and heroine are younger than the original, so I thought that it was not fit. However it was good against my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outline of this story is below.&lt;br /&gt;There is a family; mother, father and a child. But the mother dies and before die she promised her child that she will came back when it is rainy day... A few years later, she at last comes back. However she does not remember her family and herself, too. That familly start living together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is to say, this story is impression story. When I watched the TV drama, I was moved a little. I am going to watch this every Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-112082638184601814?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/112082638184601814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=112082638184601814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112082638184601814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112082638184601814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/07/tv-drama.html' title='TV drama'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-112064424671902704</id><published>2005-07-06T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T03:04:06.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeless People</title><content type='html'>Today I went to Shinjyuku with Maiko to interview homeless people. The place we were giong to meet was west exit of Shinjyuku station. As soon as I arrived at there, I found a homeless person! Then I felt that it was impossible for me to talk with them for the fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while Maiko arrived. We started finding a homeless person who look kind. There were some homeless people, but everyone looked stern so we hesitated. We just found a homeless person who was talled by a guard and they were talking with smile. We decided to talk the homeless person and we went to talk him after the guard left. We were very strained, but we could interview somehow. By a lucky chance, we met a volunteer who offer the job for homeless people there. We could interview him, too! He was very kind and he told me many about homeless people's life. He also told us that it was dangerous for girls to talk homeless people, but they who were in this area were relatively safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this interview, I could learn their life and what I did not know. At first I was very nervous and I had a fear of talking them. But after interview, I was satisfied for a feeling of achievement. I think this interview is good experience for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-112064424671902704?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/112064424671902704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=112064424671902704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112064424671902704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112064424671902704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/07/homeless-people.html' title='Homeless People'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-112049558311680910</id><published>2005-07-04T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T19:09:19.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you want ?</title><content type='html'>July 15th is my birthday. I am going to be 20 years old. At last I will be 20... In the evening I had a telephone from my mother. She said,"What are you want for your birthday present?". However I did not expect that I was asked such question, so I did not know what shold I say.&lt;br /&gt;I said that I will tell you next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I was thinking what I want now. I want clothes. I want new component, because a part of my component is broken and I can not listen CDs. I want CD albums. I want digital camela. I want sneakers. I want watch. I want many things!! But I could not decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly an idea came to me! I have wanted driving license and I had want to go to driving school from this summer vacation. But I do not have enough money to go there. It takes too much money, about thirty-thousand-yen to enter the driving school!! Threfore I had given up. However a chance is coming to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what my mother says, but I will try persuade her somehow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-112049558311680910?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/112049558311680910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=112049558311680910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112049558311680910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112049558311680910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-are-you-want.html' title='What are you want ?'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-112039138720277684</id><published>2005-07-03T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T04:49:47.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>99</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I watched the variety TV "Mechaike". On that TV, there are some comedy groups. I like 99(ninety-nine). It consisted of two members, Takashi Okamura and Hiroyuki Yabe and they are duo. I love Okamura so I watch this TV program every week. The subject of yesterday's that celebration of Okamura's birthday. His birthday is July 3rd, Today! He has been 35 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a date with his partner, Yabe. Yabe is of course a man. During their date they had to walk hand in hand. It was shyness for them. They went a lot of place, for example boring, aquarium, park and shop of clothes. They did all things together being shy. Actually Okamura had thought that he could date with a beautiful women, but he had a mistaken. That is to say, he was cought in the trap. At first Okamura was unwilling to date with Yabe, but garadually he began to enjoy the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed watching it very much. It was very interesting! I had to study for the test, but I could hardly study because of that program. I will study tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-112039138720277684?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/112039138720277684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=112039138720277684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112039138720277684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112039138720277684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/07/99.html' title='99'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-112029176737525479</id><published>2005-07-02T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:09:27.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer sale</title><content type='html'>From July 1st, the summer sale started. I wanted to go on that day, but I had my part time joj and I could not go. Today, July 2nd, I went shopping in Machida. It had been one hour since it was opend, but there were a lot of people already! Firstly I looked the sandal, because I wanted it for a long time. Before going shopping I was going to go back my house as soon as I buy new sandal. But it took a lot of time for me to decide because there were many sandals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, I could buy good sandal. After buying sandal I became to want to buy other things... I bought clothes. I bought jewelry. I bought hat. I bought snack and cake. No one could not stop me. After all I bought many things except the sandal. I spent too much money and time.(&gt;&lt;) I should not have bought them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at my house, I opened the new goods soon. I am saitsfied that I could get good and cheap goods, because I sometimes make mistake when I go shopping. However my only  regret is that I spent too much money. I have few money now. I have to endure until July 5th; I can get my pay on this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-112029176737525479?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/112029176737525479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=112029176737525479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112029176737525479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/112029176737525479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/07/summer-sale.html' title='Summer sale'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111993709649397545</id><published>2005-06-30T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T01:04:06.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watermelon</title><content type='html'>I take cultural authropology which is Aoyama Standard class. In this class we watch the video about culture of the world every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the previous class we watched one of African culture and people called &lt;em&gt;Morako&lt;/em&gt;'s video. The area we watched eat watermelon as staple diet. Watermelon! It is fruit for Japanese people and it is eaten mainly in Summer. So to eat watermelon as staple was shocking to me. We know watermelon is red and sweet, but it is not natural. The color of this area's watermelon is yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Morako cultivate watermelon in ther field. That watermelon is called &lt;em&gt;ta-gi. &lt;/em&gt;It is mainly for eating. It is only given a good boil without adding seasoning and water, because watermelon snclude a lot of water. There is another type of watermelon which is called &lt;em&gt;Nann&lt;/em&gt;. Nann is wild and it is mainly for drinking. When &lt;em&gt;ta-gi&lt;/em&gt; is all eaten; there is no ta-gi in the field, they start to migrate to look for the wild watermelin, Nann. If the Nann is all eaten, they migrate another place. Their life depend on the watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not known that there is the people whose staple diet and I have studied that there are various people in the world. And I think there are a lot of luxurys in Japan afresh. We are not pinched for food, water, house, and clothes. There are a lot of good environment areas. We should not waste such things and should think about the importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this calss, I learn many things everytime. And I want to know about other culture more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111993709649397545?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111993709649397545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111993709649397545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111993709649397545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111993709649397545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/watermelon.html' title='Watermelon'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111993606935257101</id><published>2005-06-27T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T05:11:02.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a truant</title><content type='html'>These days I do not go to my circle, becouse it is too hot and it takes much money to go, 860 yen. We second grade students have to go to our circle at least two times in a month on duty. And it is desided when we have to go. Its work is clening the cuort and preparation. Last Satuday was my time, but I truanted with my friend. Because I had many homeworks and I had many things which I must do by Monday. I had not enough time. If we can not go to the circle, we have to find the relief. But I did not do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day...&lt;br /&gt;A mail reached my mobile phone. It is sent by manager of our circle to all members. It said, "Recently there are lot of members who rest without permission. It is promise that if you can not go to the circle, you have to fine the relif! If you do such thing next time you will be punished!! " When I read it, I felt my hair raising. Though it was sent to the all memberes, I thought the mail talked about me! I do not feel like going the circle more and more. Now the circle is my depression...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111993606935257101?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111993606935257101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111993606935257101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111993606935257101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111993606935257101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-truant.html' title='I am a truant'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111992563757364209</id><published>2005-06-27T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:27:17.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet</title><content type='html'>I have a cat(Persian cat) in my house in Ishikawa. Her name is Pepe. She is 11 years old, so she is old. When I was 8 years old, I bought her with my father. We were not going to buy it. That is to say, we saw her accidentally and in that time we decided to have her. Because she is very very pretty. Of course my mother was very surprised that we took a new pet. And to my surprise, my mother did not like cat!! However she soon adapted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had many pet, for example crabs, parakeets, turtle, goldfishes and a dog. But now we have a only cat, Pepe, so in my house in Ishikawa there are my mother, my father and Pepe. They live togerher in friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111992563757364209?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111992563757364209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111992563757364209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111992563757364209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111992563757364209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/pet.html' title='Pet'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111957145910805055</id><published>2005-06-23T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T09:14:12.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The farewell party</title><content type='html'>Today I went to the farewell party of my part time job. Three partners quited in the beginnig of June. And there were also new members. The party was hold in Fuchinobe. We went to there after finishing our work. It was second time that I take part in my part time job's party. There were about 30 members in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we toasted and soon the self-introduction began. We talked about many things, for example about customers, our self, and our members. I heard a big news. It is love story in our member's. However in our place of work, love is prohibited so I am interested in whereabouts of the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this farewell party, we could know each other more. I enjoyed this party very much. I would like to take part in such pary again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111957145910805055?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111957145910805055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111957145910805055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111957145910805055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111957145910805055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/farewell-party.html' title='The farewell party'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111933099300142781</id><published>2005-06-21T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:49:54.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My parents</title><content type='html'>The other day my father sent me mail. It was attached his picture! At last the polo-shirt I sent on father's day reached my father's hand. In the picture, my father worn the polo-shirt and he made peace sigh and he was smiling. It seemed to suit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting my father's mail, I called my mother. I heard form my mother that on father's day my mother and father went Noto airport, which builded recentry in Ishikawa prefecture, for a drive and then they drunk wine. When I heard that, I was surprized a little. Because when I still lived in Ishikawa, they seldom go out together. However since I came Kanagawa, they became good relation. It seems that they are going to travel in &lt;em&gt;Sadogashima &lt;/em&gt;next Saturday and Sunday. And my father said that he was going to wear the polo-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy because my father was glad at my present and what's more my parents spend their time happily together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111933099300142781?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111933099300142781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111933099300142781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111933099300142781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111933099300142781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-parents.html' title='My parents'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111932199131795421</id><published>2005-06-21T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:50:19.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The meeting</title><content type='html'>I went to the circle meeting on May 18th. It was held in Aoyama campas. In the morning we had circle activity, so after that we left for Shibuya. The activity finished at 3 p.m. and the meeting started 5 p.m. Though we had not enough time, we went to the Kentucky to eat! As my expected we were late for taking the train. In Addition we all did not know which way to go when we arrived at Omotesando station. For a while we went to different derection! Eventually we were 30 minutes late for the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meeting, first we talked about the circle especiaqlly for the freshmen. And the end of the meeting the new temporary post was announced; manager, vice-manager, count and so on. I was appointed the camp for training steering committee. It is very hard work so it was not unpleasant news for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111932199131795421?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111932199131795421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111932199131795421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111932199131795421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111932199131795421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/meeting.html' title='The meeting'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111928472046762190</id><published>2005-06-20T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T09:25:20.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>I went shopping in Shibuya with my friend yesterday. We were very hungry, so at first we ate crepe before shopping. I had wanted to buy a bag and sandal but I bought a bag, T-shirt, and one-piece dress. My friend bought sandal, skirt, bag, and T-shirt. She bought many!! I also wanted to buy sandal because the one I have now is old and it is a little broken. But I could not find goog one, so I did not buy. I have to find new one soon, otherwise my sandal will be broken completely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I go to shopping, I buy somthing which I am not going to buy and I spent much money. In next shopping I will buy a new sandal without all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111928472046762190?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111928472046762190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111928472046762190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111928472046762190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111928472046762190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111896688419108964</id><published>2005-06-16T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T09:52:36.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>m-flo</title><content type='html'>I like m-flo very much. Do you know m-flo? They are j-pop music group. I have been listening to their music since I was a junior high school student. A few days ago it was composed of 3 members, but now 2 members. Because the main vacal Risa vithdrew. Now the other two member continue the activity collaborating new vacal everytime, for example Crystal Kay, CHEMISTRY, melody, BoA, Akiko Wada and so on. Recent their music is good but the old their music is olso very good! The vocal Risa's voice is very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On August 24th they will release new CD album. It is sait that this is wonderful. Of course I am going to buy it. I want to listen their new CD album soon. I heve all their CD albums so if you are interested in m-flo, please tell me! I will lend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111896688419108964?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111896688419108964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111896688419108964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111896688419108964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111896688419108964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/m-flo.html' title='m-flo'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111891649602828889</id><published>2005-06-16T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T05:26:05.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For my father</title><content type='html'>I went to Machida to buy the fathera's day gift with my friend. I did not decide what should I buy. We were going about together at the derpartment for a while and we went into a shop. I decided to buy polo shirt in this shop. As it was first time for me to buy  my father's clothes, it was difficult to choose. My farther always wears sober colored clothes, so I dared chose other type. I chose light yellow color! I think my father has never worn such color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attached a message card to the gift. In the card, I ask him to send a mail with his picture if he wears the polo shirt which I chose. I hope that the polo shirt suits him nicely. I am looking forward to seeing him with it directly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111891649602828889?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111891649602828889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111891649602828889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111891649602828889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111891649602828889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/for-my-father.html' title='For my father'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111882392500631457</id><published>2005-06-15T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T03:03:09.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noise</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I suffered for the noise which was made by the house opposite to mine. People who made noise seemed to be drinking. It irritated me very much. After a while, the man's voice came here from next door's veranda, "Shut up! Shut up! Come out who make the noise! " I was surprised! He was more angrer than me. He shouted to the noisemakers again and again. At first the noisemakers were not aware of that and began to ma noise again but they stopped making noise and became quiet at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard the voice from next door, I worried that they might start making a quarrel. But the situation was settled without a quarrel. I felt relief at that. I was grateful to brave my next door neighbor for shouting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111882392500631457?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111882392500631457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111882392500631457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111882392500631457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111882392500631457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/noise.html' title='Noise'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111865140245071887</id><published>2005-06-13T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T09:49:19.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulation !</title><content type='html'>I was going to go shopping in Shibuya with my friend. However we did not go, because she had forgotten our promise and made a new promise; date with a boy (he is not her boyfriend). I was looking forward to the shopping very much but I gave up it, because I had known that she was in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of that date, they became couple! Congratulation!! I was very happy when I herad that news from her. I want her to be happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111865140245071887?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111865140245071887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111865140245071887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111865140245071887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111865140245071887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/congratulation.html' title='Congratulation !'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111836166535828608</id><published>2005-06-10T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T11:36:50.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okonomiyaki</title><content type='html'>I went to eat &lt;em&gt;Okonomiyaki&lt;/em&gt; with my friends in Machida yesterday. We drunk and eat &lt;em&gt;okonomiyaki&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;monjya&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;hiroshimayaki. &lt;/em&gt;We have been friend for a year, but yesterday we drunk for the first time. We talked about many things, especially we were excited love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating &lt;em&gt;Okonomiyaki &lt;/em&gt;we went to the family restaurant, Denny's. It was alreadey 9:30 p.m. but we could not keep our feelings that we wanted to eat sweet and we ate it after all... We all have a weekness for sweets. Whenever we eat outside, we always eat sweet. Every time we say,"Today is the last time to eat sweet, so it is O.K.!" and we repeat this phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10:30 p.m. We said bye-bye eath other and I left for Machida. I was satisfied to talk, drunk and eat a lot with my friend. I don't know when we can eat outside next, but I am looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111836166535828608?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111836166535828608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111836166535828608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111836166535828608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111836166535828608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/okonomiyaki.html' title='Okonomiyaki'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111811883097268628</id><published>2005-06-09T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T00:37:16.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Takashi Okamura</title><content type='html'>I love Takashi Okamura very much. He is comedian and he often appears on TV program. My brother also loves Okamura very much. Okamura is very intesting and he can do everything, for example spors, study, music, dance and so on. Therefore I respect him very much. When I lived in Ishikawa, we always watched his TV program together. If we could not watch it on the day when it broadcasted, we of course recorded it on our video. And if the program was very interesting, we watched it again and again. We have video collection of Okamura. That is to say, we are Okamura maniacs! Now I left Ishikawa and I do not live with my brother, so I can not watch Okamura's TV program together. However when I go back to my hometown, for example the Bon festival, I can meet my brother and we can watch the Okamura's video together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can watch him through on TV, but I have not seen him directly. Therefore I would like to meet him before I die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111811883097268628?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111811883097268628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111811883097268628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111811883097268628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111811883097268628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/takashi-okamura.html' title='Takashi Okamura'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111811458777460143</id><published>2005-06-06T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T20:23:07.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend</title><content type='html'>I have a friend in Kanazawa which is my hometown. Her name is Madoka. We were good friend when we were junior high school student. We had common hobby, we were both like &lt;em&gt;Arashi, &lt;/em&gt;Japanese pop idol group. At first we did not good friend, but as soon as we knew that we had common hobby, we became good friend. We often danced during recess and sang their song. In Summer vacation, we went to Yokohama from Kanazawa to listen to their concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I do not like &lt;em&gt;Arashi &lt;/em&gt;very much and since then we graduated our junior high school, we have not seen each other often. She married and has a child. We live in different place and environment, but we are still good friends. I am going to see her and her child in Summer vacation. I hope the time we meet comes soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111811458777460143?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111811458777460143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111811458777460143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111811458777460143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111811458777460143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-friend.html' title='My friend'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111807764990252642</id><published>2005-06-05T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T21:29:59.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part time job</title><content type='html'>I work at the sport club in Sagamihara as part time job. I am front lady. It has been 8 months since I joined in this job. Before stating this part time job, I had thought that the work of front was easy. However it was not right. There are many things which we have to remember. In addition, we often have to contact a visitor one-on-one, and especially the procedure of admission is most difficult work and in this case about 30 minutes I have to face to face with a visitor. We have to use honorific, that is to say we have to speak politely. At first it was very difficult for me to do that well and I became nervous everytime. But now I can use honorific with confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My part time job is very hard and difficult, but I can learn many things and they are all useful for my future I think. Recently five new partner joined, so I have to teach them as a senior. Teaching is difficult and this is my new challenge. I will do my best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111807764990252642?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111807764990252642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111807764990252642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111807764990252642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111807764990252642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/part-time-job.html' title='Part time job'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111790055690428537</id><published>2005-06-04T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T08:55:56.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Tower</title><content type='html'>I went to the Tokyo Tower with my boyfriend after school yesterday. I went to there for the first time. When we arrived at there, outside was still light, so we took a walk around the Tokyo Tower. I was surprised at a lot of high buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting dark and at last we get into the Tokyo Tower. We went up the special ovservatory and it was about 250 meter from the ground. It was very very high and I was scared. However the sight we saw was very beautiful!! Since I saw such a beautiful sight for the first time, I was moved. I would like to go to the Tokyo Tower again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111790055690428537?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111790055690428537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111790055690428537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111790055690428537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111790055690428537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/06/tokyo-tower.html' title='Tokyo Tower'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111745619938988312</id><published>2005-05-30T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T09:18:06.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The training camp of my circle</title><content type='html'>On May 28th and 29th, I went to the traning camp of the squash circle. It held at Tumagoi villege in Gunma prefecture. About sixty members joined this camp and we took a bus to go there. It took about 4 hours from Shibuya to Tumagoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we arrived, we started playing squash. However we were late to get to there, we played it only 90 minutes. After playing squash we went to outside to play volleyball and &lt;em&gt;Darumasannga-koronda. &lt;/em&gt;At night there was firework in front of the hotel which we stayed and I watched that in my room with my friend. It was very very beautiful and I watched it for the first time this year. In Tsumagoi, it was very cold at night and outside was white with fog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, after we left at the hotel, we went to Karuizawa. We could shopping there about 2 hours and I bought souvenir for my friend. Because I was tired very much, I slept in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Thogh I was very tired, I had a very good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111745619938988312?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111745619938988312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111745619938988312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111745619938988312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111745619938988312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/05/training-camp-of-my-circle.html' title='The training camp of my circle'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111676782227667678</id><published>2005-05-22T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T09:20:38.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gyoza Party</title><content type='html'>Today I had a Gyoza party at my house with my friends. We cooked Gyoza for the first time. Firstly we planed what ingredient we use and we decided to make a peculiar Gyoza, for example chocolate Gyoza, yoghurt Gyoza, Natto Gyoza, and Kimuchi Gyoza. We cooked Gyoza for the first time so it took long long time! It took about 2 hours and especially it took long time to sear it, so we left it on the frying pan and we absorbed in chatting. We forgot it completly. After a while, we felt burnt smell and we rushed to the kitchen. Gyoza was burning!!! We were reluctant to eat it. It tasted so bad that we couldn't eat all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think cooking is very difficult, but at the same time, I realize it is interesting to cook. From now on, I try to practice my cooking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111676782227667678?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111676782227667678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111676782227667678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111676782227667678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111676782227667678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/05/gyoza-party.html' title='Gyoza Party'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111624550530075031</id><published>2005-05-16T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T19:01:42.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday I went to BBQ which my circle held in Kodomonokuni. There were about 50 people and many freshmen came here. I ate meat too little because I woke up late and I didn't go there in time. But I found a cool guy. He is very tall and gentle. I want him to belong to our circle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111624550530075031?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111624550530075031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111624550530075031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111624550530075031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111624550530075031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/05/bbq.html' title='BBQ'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111539574390384802</id><published>2005-05-06T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T10:21:53.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Golden Week</title><content type='html'>In this vacation, I did not go back to my hometown and I remained here, Sagamihara. Almost everyday I went to my part-time job, however I also enjoyed my vacation. One day I drunk with my friends at my house. There is four members including me but one member. We have been friend since we enter this University and when we are in the school we spend our time together, but we are always so busy each other that we could not be gathered this time. One member could not come to the party but we enjoyed it. From middle of the party, a special gest, who is our common friend joined our party. As a result of this, we enjoyed more and had a very good time. I want to have such a enjoyable party again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111539574390384802?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111539574390384802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111539574390384802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111539574390384802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111539574390384802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-golden-week.html' title='My Golden Week'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111448672104900156</id><published>2005-04-25T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T20:38:41.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle's party</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, in Shibuya our circle had a welcome party for freshman. There were many freshmans. We drunk and ate too much, and enjoyed talking. I met the certain senior. We have not seen each other since we met in the summer camp, so we had a lively conversation. This time of last year when I was a fershman, I also went to the welcome party and talked him. He is a foth grade student now, and he seldom comes to the circle. He is very interesting and unique, so we always enjoy talking with him. I am looking for seeing him sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111448672104900156?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111448672104900156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111448672104900156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111448672104900156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111448672104900156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/04/circles-party.html' title='Circle&apos;s party'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111400223157625912</id><published>2005-04-20T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T06:05:33.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Squash circle</title><content type='html'>I had a circle activity today. We play squash in Aikouishida, which is next to Honatsugi. I played squash for the first time since I became a 2nd grade student. There are 10 freshman, 4 girls and 6 boys. I am not good at playing squash but I tried to teach it to them. They looked very nervous and I remembered the day when I was a freshman. All of the freshman seemed enjoy playing squash, so I was happy. I hope that many freshman will belong to my circle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111400223157625912?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111400223157625912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111400223157625912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111400223157625912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111400223157625912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/04/squash-circle.html' title='Squash circle'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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-12112311.post-111328321986903073</id><published>2005-04-12T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:22:47.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi! Hi! Hi!</title><content type='html'>Hellow, nice to meet you! My name is kaburio-re. I'm from Ishikawa and now I live in Sagamihara. I have a sister and brother. My sister is 29 years old and she has two children. So I am aunt already!!!!! My brother is 26 years old and he works in Tokyo. I belong to squash racket circle and I go to my circle only twice a month so I am not good player. I was looking forward to IE class today! I want to become good friends with everyone soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12112311-111328321986903073?l=kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/feeds/111328321986903073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12112311&amp;postID=111328321986903073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111328321986903073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12112311/posts/default/111328321986903073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaburiooooo-re.blogspot.com/2005/04/hi-hi-hi.html' title='Hi! Hi! Hi!'/><author><name>kaburio-re</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456452960710418524</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>
